Sunday, November 27, 2011


The word 'Wind' has taken on new proportions this last while in southern
Alberta. It has been gusting in excess of 100 kilometers, has blown cars
off the road, flipped semi trailers and peeled back a new school roof
in Nanton.

I slipped outside early one morning to get some pictures of
the famous Chinook Arch on the western horizon.

It was a beautiful sight ... the air was calm and crisp.

The arch looked so strong and powerful, yet for the moment it
was just hanging there.

As much as I marvelled at the scene, I knew that it was an
harbinger of things to come.

The rocky mountains were glowing with their first coating of snow.

It was too beautiful for words.

Then came the winds ....

November 27, 2011 ... Sunday afternoon ... dark billowing smoke
clouds churned across the landscape.  Plumes of fire snaked up into the sky.
At first it appeared that the destruction was directly to the west and even a
slight change in wind direction could bring it toward our yard.
We drove out to evaluate the situation and to get an idea of how close it was.
The winds were driving it north and east on the Blood Indian reservation.
Flames skimmed along the dry grassy hills and down the coulees into
the river valley, spurred along by the fierce gales.
 The smell of smoke hung over west Lethbridge.
To the south a huge grass fire burned along the Milk River ridge,
beginning at the McIntyre ranch and racing toward the town of
Warner.  My heart goes out to those who have suffered
great loss.  I pray the wind stops.

The wind blows wherever it pleases. 
You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where
it comes from or where it is going.
So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.
John 3: 8 NIV

1 comment:

  1. Amazing pictures. Don't really miss that chinook arch but sure miss those mountains!! Miss you, too!