Journal of a Lifetime (Journals of Love)

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Author: Lisa M. Wolfe
flame was installed on top of the tower, making it the world’s largest Olympic torch.”
    Lindsey had a vague memory of receiving a postcard from Nana that contained a picture of the Calgary Tower, and smiled at the recognition. They rode for a few minutes in silence, with everyone looking out the windows to see the sights.
    Steve broke the silence by announcing, “Calgary also has a zoo with a prehistoric section in it. It provides a representation of the dinosaurs and plants that were in this area.”
    Lindsey wasn’t as impressed as all the other passengers. She was reading this as Steve was saying it. She had one hand on her journal and one hand on the cross in an effort to still her rapidly beating heart.
    Finally the bus left Calgary and began its route through Canmore.
Here we go
, Lindsey thought, and wasn’t surprised this time at the continuation of the journal’s word-for-word entries.
    “Canmore is a small town that used to be a coal mining town. Tourism keeps the city going now, and those looking for an active vacation would do well to visit here. There’s rock climbing, hiking, fishing, caving, mountain biking, and more. Wildlife observers also enjoy Canmore, for it is home to elk, moose, beaver, and bear.”
    The town passed quickly and they were back on the highway toward the hotel. During the drive, Lindsey saw the road signs warning of the wild mammals that inhabited the mountains, only the beginning of the differences she would find in Canada.
    “Does anyone have any questions before we arrive at the hotel?” Steve asked. The silence that followed led him to continue. “We’ll drop you off so you can check-in, and you’ll have until after lunch to settle. Then, we’ll meet you in front of the hotel to begin our afternoon tour of Banff.” He turned off the microphone and sat down for the remainder of the ride.
    Lindsey hoped the disappointment didn’t show in her face. His words and tone had touched something deep within her core. The stirring of anticipation for spending the remainder of the weekend with him caused her to smile. She tried to cover it with her journal, but didn’t want to be ashamed, either. She had always trusted God to put her exactly where she needed to be and she would continue to trust in Him, even if she wasn’t sure what His plan was for her.
    The mountain range in the distance had gradually been getting closer as they made their way toward Banff. She had been unable to pull her gaze away and found herself wondering about the life in the mountains. She always wondered about the way others lived. Did people live, climb, or hike there? Did they encounter bears or coyotes or other wild animals?
    She could see the snow on the peaks and marveled at the delicate balance that God created when He made the world. She knew the weather could be a beautiful seventy-eight degrees where she was, and miles up the mountain, it would be snowing. She said a quiet prayer of thanks for the beauty that God provided and for His perfect way of aligning everything in order.
    The next sign Lindsey saw was for the hotel. Soon after, she saw the wood framed building that was nestled at the base of the mountains. It didn’t look like any hotel that she had seen before. Instead, it reminded her of an inviting forest cabin.
    “Welcome to Banff,” Steve announced. “We’ll be back to pick you up here at one o’clock.” He stood up as the bus stopped. “Please be on time, and look forward to a great adventure this afternoon!” he said with a smile.
    Lindsey was one of the final people off the bus, as she was seated in the back. Don was in the bus saying goodbye, and Steve stood outside shaking hands with all the passengers as they left. She adjusted her bags in preparation for the handshake.
    He surprised her by taking her hand in both of his. “I’m Steve,” he said.
    She raised her eyebrows at him. “Yeah, I know,” she laughed.
    He let go of her hands. “I’m sorry. Of course you
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