Monday, September 8, 2008

Rachel's Camera

Rach had taken many many photos on her camera and 2 days ago we were visiting Glendalough and Kevin dropped Rach and Sarah and I off so that we could go down to the lake. We hurriedly jumped out of the car and when we got to the Lake Rach discovered she didn’t have her camera in her bag. So when we got back to the car and searched for it, it was not to be found!

We were so sad, however we asked God together to resolve the situation. Rach said she didn’t really mind about losing the camera, just so sad to lose all her photos. Less than an hour later Rach received an sms message on her phone from our host in Dublin asking her if she had lost the camera! We were astonished to say the least that he even knew about it.

The result of the story - the Guarda (policeman) on patrol at Glendalogh found the camera on the road. On return to his station he scrolled through the photos on her camera and saw a photo of the hire car we had used with the number plate clearly displayed, found the hire company, and rang our host to tell him he had it. The next day Rach had returned to Dublin, but this charming young policeman met me at the local police station nearby and delivered it to me in person - how about that!!

On the road again in IRELAND

18th September 08
Ireland:

Just a bit of a catch up to our blog. Some of you will have known that we decided in late July to attend our family reunion in August and to also accept the invitation from folks in Dublin to spend a month or so amongst them. We had no idea how this would come about, but God enabled it all to come together amazingly.

The few weeks leading up to going were quite busy and on departure day after a full- on-day Rachel, Kevin and I set off at midnight and travelled to Ireland via Singapore and London arriving many many hours later feeling very very weary – by the time we fell into bed again we had been up for 50 hours. It was fairly uneventful travelling, just long and not all that comfortable, but that is the nature of flying in the economy section of the plane.

We were so warmly welcomed and cared for wonderfully by our hosts in Dublin it was fantastic – the first couple of days we had lovely mild weather and had opportunity to recover and rest under their roof before we set off in our hire car to drive North West across this beautiful country to Sligo where the Barton Smith Family Reunion was to take place.

We were informed on our arrival that the B & B we had booked had cancelled their bookings due to illness. A neighbour of one of the cousins had offered to look after us for the weekend. We weren’t quite sure what to expect, but were delighted to meet a charming retired doctor and his wife who really treated us like royalty. We had a most beautiful and comfortable room with private bathroom and an amazing view over the harbour. Rach also had a room with a view. Mary, the lady of the house, cooked us a full Irish breakfast each morning and was always ready to have a cuppa and a chat – it was just amazing hospitality and to be on the receiving end was a blessing.

We were quite excited at the idea of meeting many rellies again and to meet new ones who would be attending from all over the world. All in all there were 100 plus “Barton Smiths” who met together over the entire weekend.

To say we really enjoyed ourselves is a bit of an understatement. It was just a thrill to meet and talk, and talk and talk some more. We began the proceedings by a walk around the town of Sligo on the Friday afternoon; followed in the evening by the best BBQ we have ever been to, held in another cousin’s house where many of us began to meet each other for the first time.

The following day we began at the Radisson Hotel for morning tea, then lunch, then dinner, then a local pub for some live Irish music. There was opportunity all day to mix and talk – I think the most used phrase of the day would have been “hi, I’m such and such, who are you and where do you fit in”. It was certainly not a time to be shy, otherwise opportunities to meet some very interesting people would have been missed. The printout of the Family Tree extended about 12 metres along one wall and allowed us to check where we fitted in to this large family.

On the Sunday morning we all set off to attend a service at St John’s Episcopal Cathedral in Sligo. In the back of the building were the gravestones of the forebears of the Barton Smith Clan. We were welcomed warmly at the church service and just prior to the service the minister walked into the church and was heard to say ‘oh I say, looks like ‘rent-a-crowd’ are here today’ well knowing that we would all be there. He was a lovely man and had some good things to say.

After inspecting other family graves outside, we got into our private bus with Kevin’s cousin who acted as tour guide for the afternoon. We drove to a very old Irish house – Lissadelle House, (where another cousin used to work) which belonged to a family by the name of Gore Booths. We had a delightful lunch in “the stables” and then toured through the house. If only the walls could have told us a few stories as well as our official guide. Then we checked a few other sights on our way back and we finished off the evening at another Irish Pub/CafĂ© with our very own “fiddler” finally saying all our farewells around midnight

The following Wednesday “The Sligo Champion” newspaper ran a full page article about the Reunion click here if you are interested to see the newspaper article.

This occasion was also to celebrate the 220th Anniversary of the Barton Smith Business which operates right in the heart of Sligo. It is quite unreal for us Aussies to think about this because the “Barton Smith Business” was established the same year that Captain Cook arrived in Australia!

It was a wonderfully rich reunion and we really appreciated the amount of work and time and energy put in by so many of our family, but particularly Barry who was really responsible for instigating the whole thing – it was really a result of him checking out his own family history a few years back for his own family, which led him to write an amazing fact filled book which we discovered linked us all together. So Barry, if you are reading this – we think you are pretty terrific and we are so pleased to know we are distant cousins - thank you from us.

30th August 2008
When all was done we left Sligo and headed South West to a place called “The Burren” in County Clare. We met up with about a dozen of the folks we know from Dublin who were having a couple of days ‘break ’together exploring the beauty of the area. . We all stayed in the same hotel and had a lot of fun with them. Rach and friend Sarah joined us as well. There are some pretty amazing things to see in this part of the country, and we thoroughly enjoyed a few days there. We thought it was wet last year when we were here, but this year it is even wetter.! It has rained every day for the last two weeks but have to say we have seen the sun as well. You can be walking down a street in the sun and suddenly there will be heavy rain while the sun is shining and you can get soaked to the skin in a few seconds! It had to happen to me for me to believe it!

After leaving “The Burren” and departing company with the folks, we headed even further south to places like “The Ring of Kerry”, “Killarney” and many many little villages along the way. Our trusty GPS helped us find our way around really well. The Irish roads are always a challenge in that they are incredibly and unbelievably narrow. However, most Irish drivers are very patient and courteous and with roads so narrow, if there is an oncoming car, you have to slow to a crawl and breathe in to enable both cars to squeeze past each other, usually giving each other a wave at the same time. Trucks and buses are something else!!

We saw once again why Ireland is called the Emerald Isle and were awestruck by the rugged beauty, the ever changing terrain and the ever changing weather! After a few days exploring down south, we headed back to Dublin.

2nd September, 2008


Kevin and I are now staying in Ashford which is about 35 minutes drive directly South of Dublin. Rach and friend Sarah are staying with other folks closer in around Dublin. In fact, just a couple of kms away from well known people who live in Dublin, such as Bono, and Enya!

Kev and I stayed in this area last year amongst these folks and it is a great joy to be here again. There has already been much talking and much “sharing of what God is doing”.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Celebrating with Grandchildren!



One of the great delights of getting older in a family is the development of the new generation. Val and I sit back and enjoy seeing our six grandchildren growing and developing. Perhaps the biggest thrill is to see the birth of a new child into our extended family. We watched from the sidelines as Eliana Mercy Jane Boan arrived to be a little sister for Isaac and a delightful 8 pound baby daughter for Sarah-Jane and Justin.

Eliana made her arrival around 10 am on Monday 31st March and very soon after was being admired by two doting grandparents. She is a beautiful baby and while they are all beautiful, Eliana is more lovely than most! (There is a little bias in this statement!)

As I sat and held this little 2 hour old child, I looked at her long girl fingers and the features of her small face and saw a person, "...fearfully and wonderfully made..." with the minute organs of her body ticking away as they would throughout her entire life. I saw her hands grip the blanket that held her and remembered the intricate engineering that would be needed to replicate this action. But Eliana was more than just a physical miracle. I pondered what contribution this dear little person would make to the world in which she lives. I wondered how she would grow to know her heavenly Father. I wondered what joy and what sorrow would be her experience.

As I sat there holding this dear little babe, I asked Father to bless her to know Him, and with all her latent potential, that she might do what He desired of her and know his love and wholeness.

NOW this post is headed 'grandchildren' and the other exciting thing that happened in the same week was our oldest grandchild, Josiah, who having just turned 17 and passed his 'Learner Driver' test came by in his red Toyota Corolla motorcar. Another beginning. His father, Nathanael, sitting alongside and feeling the same nervousness that I had known years before when I had sat beside him in a similar situation. Josiah reversed out of our driveway and stopped to greet a friend then let out the clutch and drove away.




I wondered about the future for Josiah too. What would this new step in his life open for him? As he drive out of my sight, I asked Father to continue to guide this wonderful young man to know him in such a way that he might choose to be the person that God wanted him to be.

Friday, April 4, 2008

It has been one third of a year since we BLOGGED!

I can hardly believe that anyone will look at this blog as we have been quiet for so long! The days have rushed past and have been full. I (Kevin) have endured six weeks where an arthritic pain in my shoulder required some medical treatment and then twelve weeks of Physiotherapy. We have been learning in practice to '...be still and know that I am God...'

Time to be still has also been time to read and reflect. It was really encouraging to read the book, "Pagan Christianity" by Frank Viola and George Barna. The book explores a historical View of God's Church. It highlights places where men and women have seen things that God has revealed and then allowed their fingerprints to obscure the revelation of God with the ideas of humankind.

"Pagan Christianity" exposes the mistakes we have made as God's People through out the last 2000 years and explains that the Biblical material suggests that the
shape of the Church is best described as

"A grassroots experience that is marked by a face-to-face community, every-member functioning, open-participatory meetings, non-hierarchical leadership, and the centrality and supremacy of Jesus Christ as the functional leader and head of the group. Put another way, organic Church life is the "experience" of the body of Christ."
In answer to the question, "what are the signs of a healthy church?", Viola and Barna state:

"some of the signs of a healthy organic Church are:

  • the building together of sisters and brothers into close-knit, Christ-centred community.
  • the transformation of character in the lives of the members.
  • meetings that express and reveal Jesus Christ, and in which every member functions and shares.
  • community life that is vibrant, thriving, authentic and where members grow to love one another, more and more
  • a community of believers who are magnificently obsessed with their Lord,
    and are neither legalistic nor libertine in their lifestyle

The authors highlight how we have moved ahead, as God's Church, with our eyes fixed clearly, on the past and often built on the places where grotty human hands have disturbed our view of the things God says will grow within his church. Others have written on this theme before, but the footnotes of each page make this book a great resource for all we who have been called In to Fathers family

If you'd like to see more of "Pagan Christianity" or read chapter one, check the website.