God’s Little Reminders
May 30th, 2009Today I did something that I rarely do, AND on a day that I would almost never do it. I went to play golf. As long as I have been involved in ministry Saturday has always been a day of preparation for Sunday: visiting, studying, etc. So when Mike called early in the week wanting me to go with them I almost declined…that is until he told me that it was a gift for my birthday and that it was all paid for. Well, I am not a very good golfer, but even a bad golfer can appreciate a free round. So I agreed and stepped up my Sunday preparations a bit so that I would have everything done that I needed to before Saturday. The course where they normally play is about a 45 minute drive from our house (even at 6 am on Saturday, not to mention what it would be like the rest of the week). They also invited Susan to come along to drive the cart and to visit with the other wives while the men played. So we left the house a little after 6 am and went down to meet them this morning. We had a great time playing and fellowshiping; and for a bad golfer that only plays occasionally I think I did okay.
But as much fun as that was it is not the main reason for this post. Back in 2002 we first came to Vancouver on a survey trip. It was in January, and in the winter here the sun sets at about 4 pm or so. We had been traveling all day from Texas to Seattle,WA and when our plane landed we still had a 3 hour drive north to Vancouver. Well, by the time we entered Canada it was starting to get dark and it was quite dark by the time we actually got into the city. Before we ever left Texas, Pastor Gordon Conner had given us driving directions from the border to the hotel where we would be staying. The route took us up Knight Street from Hwy 91. Now, we had never been to Vancouver, we had never seen the city except in pictures. As we drove north on Knight Street we came over a hill and from that vantage point the lights of the city seemed to go on forever. Several weeks before we left for this survey trip I had given maps of the Greater Vancouver Area to my pastor and the men of our church, and we had asked them to pray for us to know specifically in what part of the Vancouver area that God wanted us. Our hearts had been drawn to a particular place on that map, North Vancouver…a place we had NEVER seen before. The next morning, after our arrival in Vancouver, I expressed to Pastor Conner the heart-felt awe of what I had seen driving in the night before. He did not yet know either that North Vancouver was the place we were feeling led to, but as I described what I had seen he told me that from that point most of the city lights we had witnessed were actually across the harbour in North Vancouver. That was the beginning of God’s confirmation in our hearts that North Vancouver was where He wanted us.
Today, as we came back from the golf course, we once again drove north on Knight Street. This time it was not dark, but I could see in the distance the buildings and homes of North Vancouver…the place we now call HOME. It was as though God reaffirmed once again His call on our family to be here, and a reminder of the multitudes that are still without Christ in this city. Below is a picture of North Vancouver as you come down that hill on Knight Street. I did not take this picture, but it gives you a glimpse of what I saw again this morning.






