Do you have certain memories of seemingly insignificant conversations that just stand out in your mind? I am sure you do. Some of these memories may go back years, yet they are still vivid. I often think that these events in our lives have a purpose. Some have certainly served a great purpose in my life.
One of these strong impressions that stands out for me was a conversation with our tea lady who was from Holland. I was working in the Education Board in New Zealand. Our “tea lady”, who’s name has slipped my mind, had just made a trip to Holland after being away for about 10 years.
She was devastated when she returned to New Zealand. She had found nothing in Holland to be as she remembered it.
My sister, brother in law and family had visited me here in the States a couple of times over the past 15 years. However during this time many changes have occurred back in Christchurch, including a new home for them.
It had been a long time since I traveled at all. In fact the last trip was to Cuernavaca, Mexico which ended with a bad accident on the way back. I was driving a Chrysler at the time, something I would never do again. I am positive the steering was faulty as it went out of control way too easily. It rolled twice.
My recent trip to New Zealand was a well overdue one. It had been 15 years since I was last there. Time can certainly get away on one.
I have just returned from a very long overdue trip to New Zealand. It has actually been close to 15 years since I was last in my home country.
As I mentioned in the first chapter, one of the things I noticed during my first months in Mexico was the lack of Christian literature available for children (this was in 1977). At the time I was helping oversee a dormitory in a boy’s orphanage near Monterrey. 




