|The Strassmayer in Osijek|
I've been having problems with my left heel for a month or so. It is frustrating because I haven't been able to walk as much as I am used to. After doing some online research, I suspected my problem to be plantar fascitis. I also talked to Sister Peterson (mission nurse), and her husband has also been struggling with the problem. They gave me some exercises to do and told me it may take weeks (or months) before it feels better. So, I have been diligent in my regimen and am trying to be patient. I'm thinking positively and expect to be as good as new in due time. (I wanted to say short time, but I have to be patient)
We had to run over to the Karlovac church to get something and we noticed some flowers on President Raic's desk. He is our Branch President and it looked like the Primary class decided to make him a thank you bouquet. The flowers thanked him for a number of things including being humble, for his love for them, and for his example. It made me think of the many primary classes that have made similar bouquets for their Bishop or Branch President. Branch Presidents and Bishops throughout the world volunteer their time to serve over their branches and wards and minister to their needs. They are usually called or assigned for a period of up to five years, sometimes longer. This is a volunteer calling (assignment) and they are not paid monetarily, but they will tell you that the spiritual blessings far outweigh the time and work involved.
|The Rothes's joined us|
|EK with Doug and Vicky|
We meandered through Old Town the next day. I saw this little lovely who couldn't resist playing in a puddle. She peeked over at her parents for a reaction and they laughed. Isn't that what puddles are for?
We took our time coming back and stopped at a roadside stand to buy some fresh figs and cantaloupe. We drove through Rijeka and drove along the coast. We stopped at a seaside restaurant in Senj. We have seen many beautiful and amazing sights and are happy to share them with family. One of the comical sights was when we came across a group of sows rooting in a yard. As one curiously walked over by us, I grabbed my camera. She probably wondered what the interest was, but we were amazed at the size of her and her prijatelji.
Word of the week: barica (bar ee tsa) which means puddle