Kauri Glen

The first few days after our return from Tonga I was totally wiped out.   Utter exhaustion wore my general strong resilience down to a nub and I ended up sick in bed for a couple days.  I hoped just getting some rest would get me back on my feet, but that didn't do it.  I wound up with a nasty case of bronchitis and needed to go see a doctor to get on meds in order to kick it.  Fortunately, once I had a couple days of antibiotics and a course of Prednisone in my system, I felt much better.  So Larry and I had a chance to get out for a hike and a bit of geocaching to enjoy New Zealand beauty before having to leave all over again.

We continue to be amazed by the many pockets of native bush that have been preserved all around Auckland.   There are MANY hectares of reserves that are open for hiking all around the city.  They have beautiful trails and places for picnics.  This was our first time at Kauri Glen.  We enjoyed it immensely.  After being stuck in bed feeling sick for a few days it felt absolutely wonderful to be back to my old self and to be able to be up and around again.

That got me thinking a lot about the role of adversity in our lives.  Sometimes we wish we could avoid the struggle and hard times that come our way.  But it is through the hard times we learn, grow, and come to appreciate the good.

While recovering from my broken wrist I had a lot of pain.  Even more than my hand itself, the complications I had with my frozen shoulder really gave me a lot of problem.  Most of the time we were in Tonga it was still hurting a lot every morning when I would first get up.  Generally after I got moving around and did my exercises as instructed by the physiotherapist I had gone to, I would begin to get some relief. But those first couple hours of each day could be pretty miserable.

How we choose to respond to the pain and problem in our lives really does define the quality of what our lives are like.  EVERYONE gets some sort of hardship - some more than others.  But we all have our hearts broken.  We all have to deal with sickness to one degree or another.  We all have disappointments or injustice that happen. People we thought we could trust let us down.  Opportunities we thought were just within our grasp go to someone else.  We have losses of all sorts to cope with.   Life just plain hurts in so many ways.

But it is just as true that there are things to celebrate and be grateful for.  There are miracles and beauty and things that can bring us awe and wonder.  We choose which we will focus on.  We choose which images, feelings, experiences we will hold onto, what we will ponder on, what will be the focus of our day to day lives.  We can stay stuck holding on to our pain or we can endure it with grace while putting our main attention on all that is good.

Easy to say - hard to do when the pain is calling out for our whole attention.  But I have truly come to appreciate the fact that this world is built on opposites and that in their own way, the trials can bless our lives ever bit as much as the prizes and celebrations.  It's all a matter of how we choose to respond to them.

When we have days like today when we get to wrap ourselves up in happiness and beauty I remind myself that I am making important deposits into my emotional/spiritual bank account.  I have no doubt there will be days in my future when I feel utterly bereft, or when I want to howl with misery.   When those times come I hope I can call up these blessing times and suck on the memories - transporting my focus back to how good I have had it right now.  When the final balance comes I may not have any control over whether I got more happy days or more struggles. I may not get to pick how deep the wounds life brings my way are going to be.  Sometimes we are left with the wreckage of other people's choices or with whatever freak events happen in this crazy, random, mortal life.  But I do have control over which experiences I will play through my head the most often and how intensely I pay attention to what I am currently experiencing.

I don't have to put on rose colored glasses when things go wrong. I can acknowledge the bumps and be honest with myself when things are a complicated cluster of angst, confusion or hurt feelings.  But I don't have to let it own me.  I can put it in perspective along side of days like this when I feel so fully alive and am experiencing peace, beauty, and love in such abundance.   And that can make all the difference.

Road Trip

We returned to New Zealand on March 16 with mixed emotions.  While it is good to get back to our flat and the company of the other senior missionaries we are serving with, we were sad to say goodbye to our dear Samoan friends, the Ah Hoys.  We truly fell in  love with that beautiful country and the wonderful people there..

We were just home a few days before we took off again, this time for a get-away weekend with friends.  Our boss has suggested we take some time off  when we got back, so when one of the other missionary couples invited us for a road trip, we decided to take them up on it.

We traveled to the Central Plains of New Zealand.   Elder and Sister Winters had planned a special trip down that way with family members who had come from the USA to visit.   However, due to the recent cyclone in Vanuatu, Elder Winters was not able to go.  He is a specialist with the Welfare / Humanitarian Aid efforts for the Pacific.  Since he has strong past experience in disaster relief, he was just the right person to go with the team that would asses the damage there and make plans for how the Church could best help those in need. (More on that later).  Unfortunately, it came right at the same time that he had reservations for this special trip with his family.

With Elder Winters unable to go on their planned trip, they had no driver.  Like me, Sister Winters has deferred driving in this country to her husband.  Even if she had decided to brave driving on the left hand side of the road, that option had disappeared for her since she fell and broke her wrist shortly before we took off for Samoa.  She had to have surgery to get it put back together with pins and plates, and her hand is still in a cast.   So no driving for her.   The van they drive is one of the church fleet vehicles that any missionary can drive, but no "civilians" are covered on the insurance.  So her visitors were not allowed behind the wheel.  Since her daughter and son-in-law had just a narrow window of opportunity to see New Zealand during their two week visit, they wanted to make the most of each day they would be here.  Knowing we are usually up for an adventure, Elder and Sister Winters invited us to go along in Gary's place.  Larry was able to do the driving.  Their planned for trip was salvaged and we got a few days of seeing new parts of the country we had not anticipated.  So really it was a win-win.

Our first stop was near Matamata, where we went to tour the Hobbiton movie set.

Having been an avid fan of J.R.R.Tolkein's work, this was a lot of fun.  It's expensive, so it is not something we would ordinarily choose to do on our own.  But since we were on the trip with the others, we decided to splurge.  It was way more fun than I had expected and all of us had a great time wandering around "the Shire".   We especially enjoyed the stories we heard about the making of the movie.  It was interesting to learn about things like "forced perspective" and different things they did to create the illusions in the movies we found so captivating.

Next we headed on to Rotorua where we got to visit a Maori village.   We had a great dinner and got to watch a demonstration of their culture.

After that we got a walk through nearby Rainbow Springs Kiwi Wildlife Park.  Kiwi are very shy nocturnal birds so getting a glimpse of them in the wild is rare.   Here though they have incubator raised birds living in large enclosures so by standing quietly for a while we got to watch them walk around.   They are bigger than I expected, standing about a foot high and looking to be about the size of a long legged fat chicken.  We walked through big redwood trees and jungle plants, gazed at the Southern Cross and generally had a pretty amazing evening.

We spent that first night at Wylie Court hotel where I was delighted to see a luxury I have missed mightily - a bath!   This was no ordinary bathtub, however.   We had a large soaking pool that was heated by local geothermal currents.   It was plenty hot and big enough for the both of us to wallow in till we got pruney.  It was delicious!

The next day we did a bit of exploring around Rotorua.   We visited Kuirau Park where we got to see (and smell) the very active geothermal activity.  There are many bubbling, steaming pools and mud pots that smell like rotten eggs with their releasing sulpher.  We found some geocache and generally enjoyed the area.

After the park we found one more geocache across town that was hidden in an amazing tree that had been very colorfully covered in a knitted wrap adorned with flowers, spiderwebs and other decor:

That tree led us to a cool art gallery where we enjoyed the work of local painters, sculptors and fiber artists.

Then we walked along the "Sulpher Lake Sculpture Trail" that was nearby.

                                                 
                                  

We enjoyed the artwork and the lovely trail, but the lake was pretty stinky so we did not stay long.  So on we went to the next part of our adventure, down to Turangi.

We drove along Lake Tapo where in the distance we could see the peak that was used for "Mt Doom" in the Fellowship of the Ring movies (with some generous computer enhancements).

Lake Tapo is huge - and beautiful.

When we got to Turangi we stayed at a cute fishing cabin near the Tongoria River.

Larry and Jake went out fishing on Saturday.  While they were out Susan, Sara and I did a couple great hikes and found more geocache.  The guys brought in a couple of nice looking trout (which they let go) and we had some fabulous views.

On Sunday we went to church and then stopped by the National Trout Center to walk through the

river trails and view the fish at the observation deck.   It was a beautiful place we thoroughly enjoyed.

Then finally we were ready to head back to Auckland.   We had a delightful trip and very much enjoyed seeing more of the country.   I'm glad we went, but it's good to be back home.