On the road again...

In early August, Bob's strength and energy had returned enough that we could resume our travels in the U.S. We were very grateful for prayers and encouragement from many people and for God's grace in healing Bob's body. We headed to the West Coast for six weeks of reconnecting with family, friends, and several churches. Since Bob was still recovering his energy we scaled back in how much we did, and we lament that there are people we missed seeing.

Hiking the coast of Whidbey Island

First stop was Whidbey Island, Washington, where Bob’s family converged for some precious days together. We enjoyed walks in the woods and along the beach, making meals together, and celebrating some significant birthdays. Then off to Olympic National Park for a few days on our own to explore in a camper van! We marveled at the mountains and the tall trees and the crisp clean air. We were reminded of the verse, “God’s righteousness is like the mighty mountains, his justice like the ocean depths.” We managed a longer-than-expected hike to a waterfall, with several stops along the way to rest and soak in the quiet of the forest.

Reconnecting with family over bountiful meals on Whidbey Island

Bob braved the cold clear waters of Lake Crescent in Olympia National Park

The campervan was a fun and easy camping experience.

Our hike to the Sol Duc Falls in Olympia National Park

We road-tripped with Bob’s parents down from Washington to the San Francisco Bay Area, with a joyful stop to see Aunt Judy and family along the way. In California we enjoyed some encouraging visits with several churches and good friends. Bob visited some old haunts, like the halls of his high school and the park where he played baseball. We walked along the water often, watching shorebirds, kite-boarders, and even the occasional seal. We were amazed to see the new hydrofoil technology, that makes it look like people are flying above the water on a board. The traffic, buildings, and high pace of everything in the Bay Area was a little overwhelming, but we were grateful for the people.

An evening of exploring the gardens and live music at Filoli

John Knox Presbyterian Church decked out

with flags for their "international month"

In Carmel-by-the-Sea, we were in awe again at the power of the waves and the steep cliffs that plunge into the ocean. We drove the windy road down the coast near Big Sur for a short but sweet personal retreat at the New Camaldoli Hermitage. The monastery is perched on a mountainside looking down on the ocean, and is a great place to disconnect from the world – no wifi, no phone coverage! We were grateful for the hours to sit in awe of our Creator, soak in God’s love, and be still.

Looking down on the fog over the ocean from the monastery

The rugged coastline in the Carmel Highlands

Our last stop was Arizona – from the ocean to the desert! The church we spent the weekend with encouraged us with their great interest in South Sudan and what God is doing there. Then we got a few days with some good friends who treated us to some of the gems of Phoenix, including walks in the desert and some delicious food. Who knew that a musical instrument museum could be so fascinating? And a walk through the desert garden at sunset was a wonderful way to cap off our visit.

A wonderful time of sharing and connection

over breakfast in Green Valley, AZ

Hiking in the desert with friends

We feel so grateful for the blessing of being able to enjoy precious time with people and explore some beautiful places. To those who gave us a bed or a delicious meal or met us along the way, thank you! Truly, each day is a gift.

Sunset over the desert garden