What we do on Sundays.

In an attempt to break the monotony of living on a college campus, here’s how our Sundays look. As long as there is no snow on the ground, we’ve decided to do the following every Sunday:

Go to church. (We’re out the door by 9:15am to get to the 10am service in Winnipeg. We drive on a few gravel roads before we hit the main highway. It really is very beautiful.)

After church (the kids are so happy to have other kids to play with and classes to go to — Olivia even snuck into Luke’s class today and came out with a crown which she’d pasted hearts onto!), we’ve been having picnics I’ve packed at a various playgrounds nearby. (There’s no playground in Otterburne, so we try to get to them as much as possible.)

Usually every other week it’s time to do a Costco run for whatever we need to stock up for the following two weeks’ menus. (A few weeks ago I ran to Costco while Marc stayed with the kids at a playground. Today Marc and the kids came in with me to check a few things, then they walked over to the pet store while I got the rest of the things. Then we treated ourselves to some ice cream at the Marble Slab Creamery. So good!)

Then, after any other stops we may need to make, we come home (usually between 2 and 3pm) and whoever needs to nap has a nap. And that takes up most of the day. It’s actually really nice. (The important thing is that Olivia does not fall asleep on the drive home, to assure the nap once we get back. Today we did it by all singing very loudly to a Veggie Tales cd. Man! With the kids in the back singing the lead, Marc doing the tenor, and me (soundly eerily like my mom) doing the alto, I felt like I was in my family’s station wagon circa 1985!)

In the winter there will be lots of indoor places to explore in the city. And next week we’re having lunch with the pastor’s family, so we’re slowly meeting people too, which is nice.

So, our Sunday are still busy. But they don’t feel like “work” anymore. Not that we didn’t enjoy the things we did at Gateway. It just seemed like there were a lot of Saturday nights spent prepping sermons and power point presentations. And then there was the juggling of the kids when I went to early morning worship practice and sometimes mid-service if Marc was preaching. It was really quite exhausting. Good. But exhausting. (And, now that I look back, I think it must’ve been pretty tough on the kids.)

Sundays in Manitoba seem to be about taking advantage of being in Winnipeg, the big city — letting the kids do new and fun things. Giving them a little bit of adventure since the campus doesn’t really cater to children. I guess Sundays have become more about family than they have before. (In PA Marc and I were usually passed out from exhaustion by 1pm every Sunday! And the day would be lost to sleep.) So these Sundays feel good.

And it puts yet another meaning to these words Marc experienced the other day:

Take the time
You need this time
And I will wait for you.

It feels like the hurry and the need to do everything is leaving.
(The crankiness not so much. But I’ll save that for another post…)

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7 Responses to What we do on Sundays.

  1. Jobina says:

    Those are the kinds of Sundays that I love. Mark and I did yard work with the kids, then went to 7-11 for slurpees. Good family time and a nice change of pace.
    thought this was cute…after you guys were over Saturday, Riker was praying before bed and thanked God for Madeline and Luke and Olivia because he had a lot of fun playing with them!
    Let’s do that again sometime!

  2. Jean says:

    Yeah, Dixie. I sense a big change in you and that is good. You appear so much more relaxed. Am I right? A slower pace, somewhat like in my (shall I say It?) days of —- ago. In my times of youth, P.A was smaller and countrified and there seemed lots of things to do OUTSIDE rather than inside with the computor etc. Of course, with me, it was mainly with horses. Hwever, I do believe you and the kids will benefit from this change of pace. I am really happy for you. What more can I say – blessings!

  3. Jobina: Yes, let’s definitely do that again. Our kids really liked your kids and really did play well together. Except, where your kids cranky and wired all of Sunday b/c of being up too late on Saturday night?!?

    Jean: Yes, there are big changes in me. I can tell every day that there is no way I could’ve done this last year at this time. It feels like God has been preparing me for this since the beginning of the year. If we had moved here last year, before all of those good changes had started, by now my head would’ve exploded and I’m sure I would’ve driven back to PA by now. All of the ways our life is different down here are the things that I need to learn and am learning and loving. It’s not always easy. But I’m doing it and enjoying it.

  4. Paula says:

    Hey there!!

    Sounds like things are going well there!! We are settling in here, too. We’ll have to meet up in Winnipeg sometime – us and the White’s… that’d be fun!!

  5. Randall says:

    Be sure to check out:

    Kings park. in winnipeg south. We used to go there lots and lived near there.

    Crescent Park. A bit further north, again, east of Pembina. I recall it has a great playground.

    and of course the Forks. Great space to run around.

    So many great places for the kids to run and play.

  6. rebekah says:

    I didn’t realize you live on campus. There isn’t much there. Though there is a WONDERFUL massage therapist there!

    I personally don’t like the Marble Slab as much as I enjoy Cold Stone down in the states! Maybe I just had a bad ice-cream dish that gave me a bad view of the place.

    We love Costco over here.

  7. Dean says:

    I found this point particularily interesting….
    “In an attempt to break the monotony of living on a college campus….. we’ve decided to do the following EVERY Sunday”

    Caps mine.

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