FIRST EVER Small Paul Chalk Art Seminar!!! How historic!

Gathering supplies for this venture was a little daunting.  Happily, Paul has oodles of broken easels in the garage, collected for spare parts.  Thankfully, James repaired them.   

I was a little worried about my sheets.  But we gathered boards, clips, special chalk art paper, newsprint, easels, my sheets (!), and of course, the chalk, and the students came.  Nine people, three of them our own talented kids, took this first course. 

 Paul would stand at the front, and give the illustration, telling the story, and the eager-beaver students would dutifully reproduce it on their own boards. 

 Notice the eager faces. 

 Wait a minute!  When Paul draws a Jewish house, it never had onion domes on top! 

 And a helicopter?!?!  In the days of Zacchaeus? 

 Methinks these students had some creative juices of their own. 

 This is the guy with the dome. 

 Is that a fire coming out of Zacchaeus' house, Tim? 

 Then they moved along to the colored picture.  Jenny, in red, is the lady who got us started on this venture. 

 Jene is not afraid to get her hands dirty. 

 Evangel's face shows signs of sparring with a chalk stick. 

What a happy ending!  10 pictures of the Lamb and the Cross!

Our prayer:  "Pray ye therefore the Lord of the Harvest that He will send forth labourers into His harvest,  [because].the harvest is plenteous, but the labourers are few."

And:  "Be fruitful and multiply."

Anyone want to sign up for the next seminar?   

The Foggy Part of the High Dust

 The morning after, we woke up in a cloud. 

 We had a lovely breakfast of wraps, ran around to explore a little more, and headed down around 10:00.  It was clearer as we descended. 

 The view was spectacular!  Our house is in the foggy mist in the distance. 

Oh, also, while we were on the top, we saw some of the reservoirs that supply Cape Town with water. 

The highest part of the dust

Monday our Timothy turned 16.  Sixteen of us climbed Table Mountain to sleep over night in a boy scout hut up there.  We were four adults, 9 teens, and 3 pre-teens, and all were home-schooling families. 

 Protea flowers were along the path.  These are very rare, growing only in this area, at the southern most tip of Africa, but they are abundant on Table Mountain. 

 The sunset after the climb just gave me thrills and chills.  It went on for hours, changing colors and delighting my soul.  Our God is a beauty loving God, and I'm grateful. 

 Nick and Margie Collins are dear friends and were brave leaders on our expedition.  They were the real organizers. 

 Oliver, Jonathan, Julia, and Evangel participated in the water game, where the penalty was drinking a cup of water.  Since the local water was tinted brown, I skipped that one. 

 Simon, Josh, and Daniel guzzled a bunch.  I thought they were going to be running back and forth all night!

 Tim must have had to drink too much. 

 Nick was one of our best joke tellers when we all went around and told favourite jokes. 

 Hot chocolate was one of the perks of the trip, and Christie, Becky, and Julia tried to keep warm. 

 Some people still had energy to climb more little (relatively) things. The Kayaking bunch shouted their kayaking battle cry up there!

 "Consider the lillies."  They somehow get up mountains without sweating, whining, or wilting. 

Johno, Becky, and Julia were among our avid Uno players.

 Luke told a good blond joke as Dion and Megan looked on. 

 

 

"Thy righteousness is like the great mountains; thy judgments are a great deep."
Ps. 36:6