Easel Go, Easel Come

Where could it be?  No, not a train, plane, or bus ticket.  "It" was a memory album my sister had spent hours putting together for Dad.  While we were in Okinawa, we looked for it but could not find it.  It had letters, items, messages from friends now with the Lord.  Maybe...maybe Daddy mailed it up to me in Koriyama; maybe I had moved down to Iwatsuki without mailing it back; and maybe it was still in the apartment up there?

We (my sister the driver, my daughter, and I) decided to make a visit to Koriyama.  At the same time, we would procure some papers concerning the sale of our apartment there.  So, after taking care of some legal stuff at the courthouse, we went to Townhome Daishin...to find, we hoped, the lost album.

There were several surprises back at the Koriyama apartment, one of them being the discovery of my chalk talk easel and black light (I thought they had been lost months ago!) Needless to say, the equipment was taken down to Iwatsuki, with the prayer that God would make it possible for me to use them once more--which would mean, of course, my back would have to get better, at least well enough to stretch and do the drawings.  (Chalk Talk written about in "Oh, Be Careful...", Sept. 22, 2010 post.)  I didn't know then that Joe Mita, the senior missionary pastor here at Iwatsuki, had taken a short course in chalk talk when he was in Canada!



driving home: no album, but
God's Mission Accomplished?

Now, to get a hold of chalks, sandpaper blocks, drop cloth, cleaner, masking tape, hardening spray, small brush and dustpan, long-sleeved large shirt, electric color wheel...and can anybody--would there be a chalk artist reading this who could--tell me about how "blending blocks" are used (they weren't around when I took chalk art class in college...almost 30 years ago)?  June, you get carried away so easily...
But the memory album did not show up.  It has mysteriously disappeared.  So we ended up loading up the car with things pretty different from what we thought we would be getting.

To satisfy the curiosity of some of you who may want to know: "Navigator" is back under construction again.  God, down through the centuries, You have seen exchanges of property; You have seen disappearing and appearing of easels; we can only put the completion of this book into Your Hands too.  But...what could have happened to that album?

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