Fort Nelson. BC
ByI am sitting in the library in Ft. Nelson, thinking about how to catch up with my blogging. I think the last time I had a chance to blog was at Toad River that has been a few days ago. Many things have happened since that time, I don’t know where to begin?
Today is Saturday, 7/17/2010. Time, 1:48 pm. I came into Ft Nelson on Thursday around noon, I had cycled from the summit approx. 50 miles or 80 kilometers, to get here in about 5 hours. This was another mile stone for me, because it is a large community, with a population of 5,000 plus people.
I contacted David at M-Powered Media in Calif. and he was able to get in touch with a news reporter at the Ft. Nelson News. The reporter, Anne Margaret, interviewed me the same day at a restaurant. Prior to that, I had met with a Pastor at his church and he was making arrangements for accommodations for my stay in the area.
I love the way the Lord works. I went with Pastor Gary Maaser on his hospital visits. We prayed for patients and church members. One lady we were talking with and her son walked up, I felt in my spirit to mention the name of a first nation person of Canada that I had met a week earlier. The lady’s son said, “I just dropped her off at home. Everyone noticed my excitement!!! The person I am referring to is, Louise, the sister to the family members I blogged about, concerning the bear incident with the elderly brother and sisters. The Pastor’s wife asked me if I wanted to visit with her.
The three of us went to visit Louise, she was surprised and happy to see me again. We both were glad to see one another. Pastor Gary and I went back to the hospital the next day, Friday and prayed for loved ones and prayed for Louise’s husband, who is also a patient.
I went back to the hospital today on my own and visited the sick. The nurses remembered me, and I went directly to the rooms of the persons I knew and prayed with them. I was invited to the Pastor’s home for good fellowship with other members of the church.
The night before I arrived in Ft. Nelson, I was camping out in an abandoned trailer house because there were no campgrounds near and it had begun to rain. I had settled in when I heard noise outside. I went to the window and looked out, and there was a nice size black bear rummaging around outside, looking for something to eat. I got my can of bear spray out, so if it came to the door I could spray. I was thinking, since I had never used this can of spray before, maybe I should take off the lock and see if it worked. I accidentally pressed the release and a burst of spray shot out in the room. The fumes filled the immediate area and I had to go outside in the rain, coughing sneezing and feeling I was about to be sick. I forgot all about the bear and anything else, all I wanted was fresh air. It was over an hour before I could comfortably rest in the room, what an experience.
Well I must stop now the library is closing. Please remember, we must share the love of Christ and pray for souls to be saved and lead them to Christ.
Good blog Lowell!, sorry about the bear spray experience, but it makes an excellant story.
Looks like the Lord uses you in hospital work even before you are needed at the hospital by giving you the contacts you need first. That’s the way He works!
Blessings upon you!
Lowell,
Got to watch out for that bear spray. If it retards bears, …….
Reminds me of the gas chamber in the army. I reacted the very same way.
Thanks for the story. Sherry and I got a kick out of it.
Robin