Every summer around this time we will be awakened around 11pm to the sounds of concussive explosions that ring through the night.
A guest post from Jordan Majeau. Jordan writes regularly about important subjects. We’ve known J
ordan for 35 years.
He is a family man with children who are a little older than he was when we first met him. He has been a pastor in three churches, as well as a hotel manager and currently serves as the Community Manager of two vibrant Urban Village communities. His perspectives are worth reading.
Explosions
It’s K-Days in Edmonton! Usually, we’ll wake up our boys and watch the fireworks show from our back porch. Yesterday evening, we were amazed by the drone light show that was added to the festivities—hundreds of drones with lights flying and creating animated designs for the audience to take in.
I was grateful that what we experienced were drones intended for our delight, not our doom.
Relieved that the explosions were not bombs, but the sonic booms of celebratory fireworks. Edmonton is far from perfect, but it’s a paradise of peace compared to some regions of the world today. In our world, fireworks and coordinated drones indicate peace. That’s how good we have it. 
I’m well aware that people experiencing the sounds of explosions at night do not doze off to sleep as easily as we do. When parents living in those regions wake their children during an attack, it’s not to enjoy the spectacle of the moment or to help them create memories.
Read the rest of Jordan’s post here.
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