Cornwall Cogitation (North America) #2 Saturday 7 October 2017 I think of lines from Catharina von Schlegel’s (b. 1697) hymn, “Be still my soul,” as I reflect on recent natural and human-made tragedies that stretch from the Caribbean, to Puerto Rico, Mexico and Los Vegas.
Stanza 1 begins, “Be still, my soul, the Lord is on my side, . . . Another verse affirms one’s trust in God “To guide the future as He has the past.”
I pause in memory of those who lost their lives, family and friends, livelihood, and those whose lives have been suddenly changed. God be merciful.
These tragedies have us scouring our languages for some explanation, obvious, hidden, or obscure. Surely such madness has a cause. Surely such grief has a succor. Surely such varied avenues of response have healing at heart. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow us even this day as all the days of our lives.
Signs that silently voice a new mood surfacing in society
South Haven, sojourn on Lake Michigan
Marcia Parker from Lansdale, Pennsylvania is visiting us for a week. We spent some days in South Haven, Michigan, a region famous for blueberries.
Marty first spent summers in the area as a college student working in a migrant ministry day care. We keep returning and returning and returning.
Cranes Restaurant and Pie Pantry in an apple orchard near Fennville, Michigan
Sherman’s Ice Cream
It’s a must stop in South Haven. Last year Sherman Dairy celebrated its 100th birthday. The dairy bar closes for the season 29 October. Slim chance we’ll get there again before then.
Selected South Haven scenes
The mural is near the weekly Farmers’ Market. The directions in the kitchen at Crimson Sun, the plants around town.
A week ago descendants of our great- great-grandparents William and Gertrude Garber M Mishler, more directly their son and daughter-in-law , great-grandparents John W and Fanny Jane Kauffman Mishler, got together in Shipshewana, Indiana.
Cousin Ann Junglas from California has done extensive genealogical research on the families, which on her side include the Roods. The Roods at one time operated a stationary and office supply business in Greenville, Michigan. We’ve alternated these annual gatherings between White Cloud, Michigan, where Marty’s dad was born, and Shipshewana, Indiana.
I was especially pleased that this year some of the younger set attended and contributed to the reunion. Stories, visiting, dinner made for a fine day.
Signing off with night falling in South Haven