Tim and I were both thrilled when we were told by a new acquaintance of mine that there would be a Christmas Mass held at the Catholic Church in Burwash Landing.
I have been in this church many times, as it is open to the public in the summer as a museum. It has an attached little school room and then a Priest living quarters, all which have long ago been abandoned.
However, once a year they hold a Christmas Mass in the building.
Interior-Our Lady of the Holy Rosary
Here is Tim with Charlie before the service.
The black Propane Heater is set up ahead of time to warm the building, but must be shut off before the services as the fumes are so strong.
The heater in the corner is broken. Since this church no longer receives funds from the hierarchy it will remain so. There was an electric heater (the white one on the left of this photo) but it still didn't keep my toes from feeling frozen, even in my Sorels!
The temperature outside that night was -26.5C.
After the forty minute service, we were invited next door to the caretaker's residence for fellowship and snacks. It was so kind of them, and we enjoyed visiting with them and hearing Andre' and Charlie talk about their many trapping experiences from a lifetime of living here in the Yukon Territory.
The caretakers name is Andre, he is a French fellow who still has a very strong, beautiful accent. His wife, Aggie, is a lovely Christian woman who drives the local school bus.
Andre' doesn't actually live in the home in the Winter as he is also a caretaker for a gold mine that is about 20 minutes west of their home. The owners of the mine find it more economical to pay someone to stay on site while they are away than to risk their property being vandalised or their equipment stolen.
As for regular church services, the Priest comes to Burwash Landing once a month. These services are held in the caretaker's home. They have a little nook off of the living room with an alter and long folding doors to open when they have services, then close at all other times when there's not.
There where only eight of us who attended the Mass; Tim and I, Charlie and Cecile, Andre' and Aggie, the Priest and his driver, Frank.
Side view-Our Lady of the Holy Rosary
I can honestly say that I'm thankful for this new way of celebrating Christmas. Although it is not the one I would have chosen for myself, I'm so happy that I now have had this experience to remember for a lifetime and to share with my grandchildren.
Again, God has shown me that He is with us no matter where we may wander!
I was working when a customer came in to dine at the lodge.
He and I were the only one's there at the time. He told me he was from Ancorage, Alaska on his way down to Washington state to move to help with the care of his elderly father now.
He ate and then when he had finished dining he ask if he might bring his cello in and play a few Christmas carols.
By this time my husband, the owners, and another employee had come into the dining room.
The owner, not a Christian, begrudedly agreed to allow him to play and then quickly left.
It was all I could do to keep myself from sobbing when this very quiet, humble man began to play all of the beautiful Christmas carols.
I felt like the Lord had sent him here just for me.
You see, working in this remote area has been especially hard for me during this Christmas season. There are no churches here, very limited TV access to good programing and my Internet is so limited I haven't even heard any of the Christmas carols that we often take for granted during this holiday season.
I requested 'Carol of the Bells', just because it's a favourite of mine.
Soon, everyone had left and it was just him and myself again.
Is it any wonder that I felt that the Lord had sent him there just for me?
He played several traditional religious hymns-it was a transporting moment for me.
This man's lone recital felt like a gift from The Lord's very Throne Room.
While I was busy with other work, he very quietly packed up his instrument,
and when I returned to the dining area he was gone.
I didn't even get to tell him how much his spontaneous concert had meant to me.
I don't truly imagine that this man is really a heavenly being, but I do believe that he was sent from the Lord as a gift to fill a very empty spot in my heart at this time, and I'm so...grateful.
Anyway, hope you don't mind me sharing my sappy little story with you today.
May this wonderful season be merry and bright for you-Kimberly
Hi Friends, I know I said I would be more regular in my posting and I'm trying-I really am!!
As you can see we have gotten a little bit of snow here and the lake hasn't frozen over yet, so I wanted to get some shots of the beautiful blue waters to share with you before it turned to ice.
Now this photo is for my MIL.
I'm sure she loves to see a photo now and then of her sonny boy-Ha!
He seems to look very deep in thought, doesn't he?
I hope he's not thinking about how he can throw me in that lake!!!
No, just kidding.
I'm sure that thought would never cross his mind.
I did get a couple more mittens done this last week, as I have sold two in the gift shop now.
I am waiting now for an Amazon order to arrive with some Aida cloth to start a cross stitching project I want to do . I can't show it to you because it is going to be a gift for someone who might happen to read this blog post!
It has been many years since I've been interested in doing any cross stitching, but I have found so many beautiful patterns on Pinterest now that I can't resist putting my hand to it again.
If you haven't looked at my Pinterest boards lately you might want to check my new Cross Stitch board out.
Here is an example of a very cute sewing cross stitch pattern that I've pinned...
And how about this beautiful deer pattern?
Now I know you're going to fly over to my board right now because you can't resist it....
The real problem for me is choosing just one, there are so many lovely choices these days.
I wanted to drop back by and share my British Columbia photos with you.
Tim and I have been on the road again traveling across Northern Canada.
Although it is not the greatest time for beautiful pictures with all of the Fall leaves already on the ground and the dreary weather, it seems there is always something photo worthy here in Beautiful, Beautiful British Columbia!
Here is a photo that was taken just before entering Muncho Lake Park, British Columbia.
As you can see, there were still a few leaves on the trees here.
Even on a cloudy day the waters flowing through the mountain drive is still an amzing aqua colour.
I don't remember ever passing through Northern BC without encountering herds of Caribou.
This is just a small group, there were many more later on down the road.
And isn't this fellow gorgeous?
He is acting like I can't see him behind that scrawny tree.
Silly Wood Buffalo!
I noticed that he has quite a huge hump on his back.
This made me wonder if it wasn't some indication of prestige among the herd....
If I had to choose what sealed the deal for me, it would have to be the loft.
As a mother of three sons myself (and a lovely daughter), I could visualise my own three boys having shared this space while they were growing up. There would've been a lot of noise below from all of their wrestling, but still I'm sure that I could've lived with it!
Although my Small Home Living Series is complete for now, I do want to give a shout out to another tiny house that I stumbled upon. This small home is owned by the Berzin family and I think you will enjoy their story and how they came to the decision to live in a tiny home themselves. It's interesting... ********************************************************** At 8:30 AM this morning it is 40F or -5C here and the sun is shining. Since last week nearly every day was cool, dreary, and rainy the sunshine is a very welcome surprise. I hope this first day of the week is a good one for you too! Kimberly