Covering my angst with the soothing wisdom from my mother's prayer journals

From Niagara by the Lake to Anchorage by the Sea



My computer crashed. Poor thing got a virus from a link and went down like the Titanic. Our computer doctor said, “This is a particularly nasty illness, but I can save most of your stuff,” and he proceeded to do so.

If there is a good time for a computer to be felled, this was it.

In fact, my last blog post was about the trip we took to St. John the last week in May. We went with a group from church. The memories we made will last a lifetime, and I would have been content to spend the rest of the summer out here on the farm watching the humming birds battle it out around the feeders.

But life is often full of joyous surprises.

Last winter my sweet friend Polly and I talked about a road trip to Niagara Falls and a few weeks after we returned from St John we again discussed taking to the highway.

Polly says she has “White Line Fever” and is ready for a trek at a moment’s notice. The more we talked about the trip the more excited we became and our excitement infected our husbands so after being home barely three weeks, we took off to Canada to see Niagara Falls.

With passports at the ready, we crossed the Canadian border. During our visit we walked through Queen Victoria Park, where we admired the roar of the plummeting waters and enjoyed the mist that kept us cool; rode a boat, with hundreds of people from all over the world, that took us nearly under the falls, and we visited the quaint town of Niagara by the Lake.

After two days in Canada we arose early, crossed back into the USA and drove ten hours to reach Ogunquit, Maine by midafternoon. We resided for the next three days at Anchorage by the Sea and it was as picturesque as everything else we saw that day.

The next morning we drove to Kennebunkport. President George H. W. Bush recently celebrated his 90th birthday and several banners bearing birthday wishes were still up in the yards across from his family compound.

Having appreciated the perks of old money, we drove south to Rye Harbor NH to get tickets on the Atlantic Queen for our whale watch.  We were not disappointed. Forty miles at sea we spotted two blow spouts at eleven o’clock (the location not the time).

The ship sped to where we spotted the massive creatures and then ran alongside them until they dived. It was exciting. When the captain turned us toward home we had spotted six fin whales.

Dinner that evening was at The Lobster House near the Nubble lighthouse, and we spent the next day walking the Marginal Way to Perkins Cove, the inspiration for Cabot Cove in the TV series, Murder She Wrote.(Jessica Fletcher is my hero.)

For the next two days we traveled down the east coast and then west back to Tennessee. By the time we arrived home, we had traveled 2400 miles.

Mother wrote in her journal, “Each time we pray for a fellow Christian, the bond of love in Christ is strengthened (March 5 – Open Windows)”

Before our trip my prayer was, “Lord, be with us on our trip, guard and protect us. Let us stay in our lane and others in theirs, and please don’t let us get on the nerves of our dear friends.”

Well, God is always faithful and the bond of love in Christ that we have with our travel buddies was strengthened even more.



Author: marymcleary

Grateful for so many things, especially the peace He gives and the opportunity to tell it to my kids, grandkids and anyone else who wants to listen. Many read my first book In My Mother's Words, and I have recently published my second book, Heart Whispers from the Old Testament. Both are the result of the prayer journals my mother gifted me her last Christmas. Those journals were full of the wisdom of a Faith Walker and had to be shared.

2 thoughts on “From Niagara by the Lake to Anchorage by the Sea

  1. Wonderful. I enjoyed reminiscing with you along the way, traveling in my mind where we have been, Kennebunkport, Niagara, park etc. that was along time ago but nice to be refreshed. Glad you had a good trip and are home safe. Jean

    Sent from my iPad



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