Just met our kids.
Unaware of what awaits us.
"God hath not given us a spirit of fear,
but of power, and of love,
and of sound mind.
Be not therefore ashamed
of the testimony of our Lord."
2 Timothy 1: 7-8
We drove to our starting destination in a truck.
The kids piled into three buses with their gear.
We had a three-hour drive, lunch, and loaded our handcart.
Our family was first in a company of 13 handcarts. The pioneers averaged about 8 and a half miles per day. Our company pushed and pulled, up and down, and all around - a total of 10 miles on our first day. Needless to say, I couldn't keep up. I sent my family on their way. Me, I just kept plodding along - last in.
We arrived at our first campsite at dusk. It had been a long and tiring day. We set up camp and before our meal we ended our day with prayer. Happily our meal had been prepared for us. We heartily ate soup, homemade bread, and brownies too. We were off to bed - not good for much else but sleep. We even got a little rain that night.
As a reminder of the story, I then gave everyone a blue handkerchief to use on the trail. Throughout our trek I would periodically shout out, "What are ye?"
And they'd reply, sometimes not so enthusiastically, but they proved it every day,
Through and Through!"