Wells...a place where there is water...a place to quench one's thirst...a place of refreshment in an arid landscape. Yesterday we visited such a well. No, not a literal well, a metaphorical well; my favourite sort of well ~ a bookstore; better yet a Christian bookstore.
Koorong actually means watering hole or oasis & living where we do with limited access to all things mainland & limited (very limited) choices in all things Christian a visit to the Brisbane store is a rare & much appreciated treat. Now Liddy has her own car & is working again she couldn't wait to load Ditz & I up & go & blow a pay packet here...while the 20% off sale was on! She came home loaded down with books & CDs. Ditz already has her eye on at least one of those CDs & I'm sure it will walk out of one bedroom & into another very shortly!
Liddy was all done before I'd even begun to look & predictably what I wanted Koorong didn't hold; it is very mainstream & I am anything but mainstream. *sigh* Which is not to say I came home empty handed. I got Ditz a book for her upcoming birthday & given my opinon on much of what is considered acceptable children's Christian literature that in itself is something of a miracle. I got Liddy, who hadn't seen it, a book about BJ, dead at 17 from bubonic plague (they think) after serving as a missionary in Peru; Liddy has her eyes on the street kids of Brazil but the Lord seems to be growing her up before sending her out & I am treasuring this time I still have with her because once she goes I don't think we will see her very often in this world. I got me another CD by Edens Bridge, which no doubt one of the girls will eventually nab. I was also eyeing off Eric Liddell's biography for Liddy but I know it's coming up in Sonlight so decided to wait though flicking through the final pages I was very struck by the authors comments on the difficulty of being an elite sportsperson in this day & age & also a Christian. Almost impossible, & we have been learning how true that is this year.
Liddy did most of the driving although predictably she does not like driving in the city & it is very tiring for both of us. I have to remain as alert as she does without access to the brake! We stopped at the Bay for hamburgers & icecreams before coming home to one very unhappy cat. Iss does NOT like changes in our rountine & sits outside waiting until we arrive home ~ rain, hail or sunshine. He's quite mad. As we pile out of the car he rushes to greet us, tail high, uttering his warbling greeting chirrups, shoots between everyone's legs to be first in the door & promptly demands food although Dearest always remembers to feed him. Iss is a cat; he lets no~one forget him! Yes, he climbed into my lap for big cuddles then came to bed with me & snuggled in the crook of my arm possessively. I love him but I do think he's looney tunes.