Many of us have place that we keep sacred.
This special space is a place where we can feel most at ease with the world; a place where we feel closest to our creator.
When we bring others to share in our space we enhance the joy and peace of these surroundings by adding to the love and the memories.
As with faith, it is in sharing that we are brought to deeper understanding that in turn will bring greater joy, peace and love. Each time we experience the changes that come with this sharing we are strengthened and encouraged to find a way to share again.
Those people with whom we share these experiences and places also grow in a bond of love, friendship and understanding.
This is the basis of our relationships with those who share our earthly journey as well as our relationship with God. Special people in special places growing together in love.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Never Give Up
Sometimes in life we are blessed to witness true growth.
Having coached this young lady once before many years ago, I knew that she was not one of my strongest players. During her first few games of this season, she oft shied from the approaching soccer ball or oncoming players.
None the less, my approach to the game is that we all have fun and keep trying. Throughout the season this young lady showed us that she could carry the ball and even take it away occasionally from the opposition. We enthusiastically encouraged every attempt.
The last day of our season, the end of the year tournament, we were privileged to watch my young friend come into her own on the field. She never gave up. She played hard and was instrumental in the final win.
How often does our Lord watch us grow, slowly and steadily? Though we may fail and falter he encourages us to never give up. The game may still be ours to win.
Having coached this young lady once before many years ago, I knew that she was not one of my strongest players. During her first few games of this season, she oft shied from the approaching soccer ball or oncoming players.
None the less, my approach to the game is that we all have fun and keep trying. Throughout the season this young lady showed us that she could carry the ball and even take it away occasionally from the opposition. We enthusiastically encouraged every attempt.
The last day of our season, the end of the year tournament, we were privileged to watch my young friend come into her own on the field. She never gave up. She played hard and was instrumental in the final win.
How often does our Lord watch us grow, slowly and steadily? Though we may fail and falter he encourages us to never give up. The game may still be ours to win.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
A Journey Begins
In a few short days - or, as I was reminded today, in two sleeps - my family and I will embark on the adventure of a lifetime. We are traveling to Tanzania to volunteer for three weeks in the village of Boma Ng'ombe near Mount Kilimanjaro.
The brain child of one of my daughters, this trip is now about to become reality. Bags are almost packed, passports and visas are in hand, baby sitters have been found for the pets and itineraries have been distributed to people who need them.
As we prepare for our journey I marvel at the details that require our attention. We are no longer a society that can move easily. We are tied to jobs, homes, friends and situations. Through technology we can remain connected with each of these if we choose or we can embrace a new culture and a new way of being.
What will it take to break those ties? How long before we are molded by African time and tribal ways?
We plan to blog about our journey. We know that we will go to the internet cafe in Moshi town each Monday and Thursday and that on these occasions we will update our friends and followers. I invite you to join us on this journey.
Will Africa change our hearts and our ways? Will we be able to make enhancements to the lives of those we meet and work with? No one will know for sure until we get there and perhaps, as many of us have experienced, the real changes will be seen and felt at times even further in the future.
The brain child of one of my daughters, this trip is now about to become reality. Bags are almost packed, passports and visas are in hand, baby sitters have been found for the pets and itineraries have been distributed to people who need them.
As we prepare for our journey I marvel at the details that require our attention. We are no longer a society that can move easily. We are tied to jobs, homes, friends and situations. Through technology we can remain connected with each of these if we choose or we can embrace a new culture and a new way of being.
What will it take to break those ties? How long before we are molded by African time and tribal ways?
We plan to blog about our journey. We know that we will go to the internet cafe in Moshi town each Monday and Thursday and that on these occasions we will update our friends and followers. I invite you to join us on this journey.
Will Africa change our hearts and our ways? Will we be able to make enhancements to the lives of those we meet and work with? No one will know for sure until we get there and perhaps, as many of us have experienced, the real changes will be seen and felt at times even further in the future.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
The Race
For twenty-two days each July I become a racing fan. Many mornings and every evening, the television shows beautiful mountain vistas or the narrow streets of long established villages or rows of maturing vineyards.
Passing through each of these scenes the riders of the Tour de France battle the elements and each other for the precious yellow jersey.
I cannot claim to understand the intricacies of bike racing. I rarely ride my own bicycle.
Instead I am repeated captivated by the human spirit.
What moves a person to compete on his machine every day for twenty two days (minus two rest days)? What powers those human legs to push up a steep mountain pass? How do they sustain mental alertness to carefully traverse the winding downhill course? Where do these men find the physical reserves to drive to the finish line after four hours of mountainous road in the blazing sun?
Although, I may never have the skill of the racers in the Tour de France, but I can learn from their shining examples.
Set a goal, stay focused and never give up - tomorrow is another day. Each new day is an opportunity start anew while having learned from the lessons of the previous days.
Remember, until we are called Home, the race is not yet won.
Passing through each of these scenes the riders of the Tour de France battle the elements and each other for the precious yellow jersey.
I cannot claim to understand the intricacies of bike racing. I rarely ride my own bicycle.
Instead I am repeated captivated by the human spirit.
What moves a person to compete on his machine every day for twenty two days (minus two rest days)? What powers those human legs to push up a steep mountain pass? How do they sustain mental alertness to carefully traverse the winding downhill course? Where do these men find the physical reserves to drive to the finish line after four hours of mountainous road in the blazing sun?
Although, I may never have the skill of the racers in the Tour de France, but I can learn from their shining examples.
Set a goal, stay focused and never give up - tomorrow is another day. Each new day is an opportunity start anew while having learned from the lessons of the previous days.
Remember, until we are called Home, the race is not yet won.
Perseverance
A sturdy helmet protected her head, warm mittens covered her hands and her tiny frame was dressed in a beautiful sparkling fuchsia outfit. It would have been a pretty picture but for the look of terror on her face.
She was a timid beginner skater encouraged to try the sport because of her older sister's interest.
On that first day she 'skated' for 55 minutes. Together we made it around the ice surface at the arena three times. She learned to fall and to get up, to take baby steps and hopefully to enjoy at least some of these successes. Remarkably, despite the number of occasions when her feet flew from underneath her and she found herself laying on the ice, she continue to try and never shed a tear.
Two practice sessions later my little friend circled the ice twice without falling.
We have so much to learn about perseverance from my little friend. How many times do we fall and believe we will never be able to get up again? How often do we give up after trying for just a short while? How many times do we talk ourselves out of trying something new before we take that first step?
I believe that at times we are given difficulties to test ourselves. Our challenges present themselves not for success or accomplishment, but as opportunities to learn and to grow. Next time you are faced with a problem, what will you do?
She was a timid beginner skater encouraged to try the sport because of her older sister's interest.
On that first day she 'skated' for 55 minutes. Together we made it around the ice surface at the arena three times. She learned to fall and to get up, to take baby steps and hopefully to enjoy at least some of these successes. Remarkably, despite the number of occasions when her feet flew from underneath her and she found herself laying on the ice, she continue to try and never shed a tear.
Two practice sessions later my little friend circled the ice twice without falling.
We have so much to learn about perseverance from my little friend. How many times do we fall and believe we will never be able to get up again? How often do we give up after trying for just a short while? How many times do we talk ourselves out of trying something new before we take that first step?
I believe that at times we are given difficulties to test ourselves. Our challenges present themselves not for success or accomplishment, but as opportunities to learn and to grow. Next time you are faced with a problem, what will you do?
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Little Girl, Big Lesson
“Moss-key-toe” she said with enthusiasm, her big blue eyes framed by curly golden locks. She had the look of an angel, “I love how that word feels coming out of my mouth”.
It was February and we were skating. Those pesky little flying insects were the furthest thing from my mind when she shared this thought with me. Although it has been years, I cannot help but watch those little creatures each summer and recall those words.
For most of us, mosquitoes are a nuisance or even a conveyor of disease. For this little one, the mere utterance of the word itself was to be reveled.
How often do we take the time to feel how words come out of our mouths? Can you feel the hum of the “m” or the smile as you pronounce the “e” or how about the pursing of your lips to speak the “o”? Do you consider your cadence when you speak? Do some words themselves bring pleasure just to speak them?
We are often so busy communicating our message rarely do we take the time to consider the words that we are using. How do our words feel for us? How do they feel for the listener?
This little angelic child offered a huge lesson for all of us that day.
Take a little time to really consider your words next time you speak them. Enjoy each enunciated syllable. Come to appreciate the ability to feel words as they come out. Perhaps as we slow down long enough to feel our words, we will also find time to appreciate other things in our lives as well.
It was February and we were skating. Those pesky little flying insects were the furthest thing from my mind when she shared this thought with me. Although it has been years, I cannot help but watch those little creatures each summer and recall those words.
For most of us, mosquitoes are a nuisance or even a conveyor of disease. For this little one, the mere utterance of the word itself was to be reveled.
How often do we take the time to feel how words come out of our mouths? Can you feel the hum of the “m” or the smile as you pronounce the “e” or how about the pursing of your lips to speak the “o”? Do you consider your cadence when you speak? Do some words themselves bring pleasure just to speak them?
We are often so busy communicating our message rarely do we take the time to consider the words that we are using. How do our words feel for us? How do they feel for the listener?
This little angelic child offered a huge lesson for all of us that day.
Take a little time to really consider your words next time you speak them. Enjoy each enunciated syllable. Come to appreciate the ability to feel words as they come out. Perhaps as we slow down long enough to feel our words, we will also find time to appreciate other things in our lives as well.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Over a Rainbow
"But I'm not done yet!"
After a minute long pause to admire a full arched rainbow, I was greeted with that response as I tried to re-engage the girls in soccer practice.
Our soccer practices are fun with a purpose. We rarely do drills. Instead we use skill developing games. Most games and races are played with a soccer ball but we throw in the occasional kick-line or leap frog race just to keep it interesting. Laughter dominates our practices. At times we get more players at practices than at games because we have so much fun.
This day was a rainy one, typical of our Northern Ontario weather this year. Drizzle would fizzle, the sun would peek out only to be hidden by the next cloud that would break open with a torrent of rain moments later.
The 12 and 13 year old soccer playing girls were soaked and cold. But when the sun illuminated the Eastern sky and a full rainbow reach across the horizon, we felt obliged to call our game of "Maze" to a halt to admire the beauty.
It was wonderful to hear the exuberant compliments for this celestial artwork. Young voices exclaimed praise and appreciation for this dance of light on damp skies. The group's expressed desire to slow down for one minute more to marvel over nature's display filled me with gratitude for the gifts these ladies bring to my day.
I know I am privileged to spend time with these very special young women, but on this day, as I learned more about their appreciation for God's handiwork, I was filled with a greater love for all of creation.
After a minute long pause to admire a full arched rainbow, I was greeted with that response as I tried to re-engage the girls in soccer practice.
Our soccer practices are fun with a purpose. We rarely do drills. Instead we use skill developing games. Most games and races are played with a soccer ball but we throw in the occasional kick-line or leap frog race just to keep it interesting. Laughter dominates our practices. At times we get more players at practices than at games because we have so much fun.
This day was a rainy one, typical of our Northern Ontario weather this year. Drizzle would fizzle, the sun would peek out only to be hidden by the next cloud that would break open with a torrent of rain moments later.
The 12 and 13 year old soccer playing girls were soaked and cold. But when the sun illuminated the Eastern sky and a full rainbow reach across the horizon, we felt obliged to call our game of "Maze" to a halt to admire the beauty.
It was wonderful to hear the exuberant compliments for this celestial artwork. Young voices exclaimed praise and appreciation for this dance of light on damp skies. The group's expressed desire to slow down for one minute more to marvel over nature's display filled me with gratitude for the gifts these ladies bring to my day.
I know I am privileged to spend time with these very special young women, but on this day, as I learned more about their appreciation for God's handiwork, I was filled with a greater love for all of creation.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
A Good Laugh
"Laughter is the shortest distance between two people"
Victor Borge
It is said that children laugh hundreds of times each day. However as these children mature into adulthood that laughter quotient lowers to about 25 times each day.
We have all been there: an elevator, a bus stop, an office or even place of worship; a space shared with many others, some familiar, some not quite, but all wearing the same blank stare. In a space shared by children giggles and even belly laughter can erupt in mere minutes, but with adults giggles may not happen at all.
Science has proven that a few minutes of laughter will relax the body, enhance the immune system, lower blood pressure and even improve the functioning of the heart. Our brains are wired to interact with others. With shared laughter 'feel good' chemicals flood the spaces between brain cells. Laughter has very positive physical consequences.
In our own lives we we can relate personal experiences in which laughter has brought us closer to another person. A good chuckle can reveal more about another person than hours of conversation. It is that building of relationships that is the essence of our journey.
Laughter is one of our greatest blessings. Take some time to reach out, close that distance between you and one other person today: share a joke, make face, or tell a humourous story. Sharing the blessing of humour.
Victor Borge
It is said that children laugh hundreds of times each day. However as these children mature into adulthood that laughter quotient lowers to about 25 times each day.
We have all been there: an elevator, a bus stop, an office or even place of worship; a space shared with many others, some familiar, some not quite, but all wearing the same blank stare. In a space shared by children giggles and even belly laughter can erupt in mere minutes, but with adults giggles may not happen at all.
Science has proven that a few minutes of laughter will relax the body, enhance the immune system, lower blood pressure and even improve the functioning of the heart. Our brains are wired to interact with others. With shared laughter 'feel good' chemicals flood the spaces between brain cells. Laughter has very positive physical consequences.
In our own lives we we can relate personal experiences in which laughter has brought us closer to another person. A good chuckle can reveal more about another person than hours of conversation. It is that building of relationships that is the essence of our journey.
Laughter is one of our greatest blessings. Take some time to reach out, close that distance between you and one other person today: share a joke, make face, or tell a humourous story. Sharing the blessing of humour.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Relationships
There was a time not long ago, a time when neighbours spoke to each other, when a friend lived next door or was just a phone call away; a time when families played board games or sat around the supper table and talked.
Yes, people talked to each other. In today's world one could maneuver through an entire day without interacting with those around him or her. Cell phones, bluetoothes, iPods and other devices serve to keep us engaged in our own little worlds and to maintain distance from those around us.
Yet, it is interactions with others that truly enhances our experience of life in the world.
Personal relationships are an exchange. You receive as much, if not more, than what you give if you express interest in another person. As you express interest in another person, they develop an interest in you. The joy in these personal relationships is that the more your give, the more you usually receive.
We as a society are losing the art of communication on a deeper more meaningful level. Take a little time today to reach out to someone and listen. Learn a little more about one other person today, you may be surprised by the rewards that are waiting.
Yes, people talked to each other. In today's world one could maneuver through an entire day without interacting with those around him or her. Cell phones, bluetoothes, iPods and other devices serve to keep us engaged in our own little worlds and to maintain distance from those around us.
Yet, it is interactions with others that truly enhances our experience of life in the world.
Personal relationships are an exchange. You receive as much, if not more, than what you give if you express interest in another person. As you express interest in another person, they develop an interest in you. The joy in these personal relationships is that the more your give, the more you usually receive.
We as a society are losing the art of communication on a deeper more meaningful level. Take a little time today to reach out to someone and listen. Learn a little more about one other person today, you may be surprised by the rewards that are waiting.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Exam Time
As my daughters prepare for final exams it is always my pleasure to try to help with studying, because I know that all too soon these opportunities will vanish forever.
This evening, with my limited knowledge of the French language, I attempted to assist with preparations for a Religion exam. As I read and re-read beatitudes and commandments in another tongue, I delighted how this experience deepened my understanding. The words themselves, in some cases, spoke loudly as they looked-like or sounded-like familiar tones of my native tongue. Other phrases rang new truth through discussion to enhance my knowledge of French. Sometimes it was the sharing of perceptions that brought re-newed faith.
I was reminded of the importance of sharing our faith with family, friends and our faith communities. It is through these experiences that we all grow as Christians.
Old words and concepts bloomed in a new light tonight. This evening brought some special gifts: the privilege of helping my child study, the opportunity enhance my knowledge of another language and most importantly the gift of shared faith in our family.
This evening, with my limited knowledge of the French language, I attempted to assist with preparations for a Religion exam. As I read and re-read beatitudes and commandments in another tongue, I delighted how this experience deepened my understanding. The words themselves, in some cases, spoke loudly as they looked-like or sounded-like familiar tones of my native tongue. Other phrases rang new truth through discussion to enhance my knowledge of French. Sometimes it was the sharing of perceptions that brought re-newed faith.
I was reminded of the importance of sharing our faith with family, friends and our faith communities. It is through these experiences that we all grow as Christians.
Old words and concepts bloomed in a new light tonight. This evening brought some special gifts: the privilege of helping my child study, the opportunity enhance my knowledge of another language and most importantly the gift of shared faith in our family.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Looking Back
Friends from the past made unexpected and yet very welcomed appearances this weekend.
These visits brought me back almost 25 years. During these fast paced days the occasions to reminisce are few and far between. It is only when we take time to recall the person we once were, that we can really appreciate the person we are now.
In taking time to recall successes and failures, triumphs and tragedies, the presence of God in our lives takes shape. By looking back we can see how He put the right people in our path at exactly the right time. Some of these people journey with us for only a short time, but their words or deeds may have had a life changing effect. Other friends may have been with us through all occasions as a shining example of how our God would never leave us.
Through retrospection, we see how events in our lives, happening when they did and how they did, have influenced what we do and how we do things today.
Although it may be years before I fully understand why these people have made a reappearance on my journey, I am grateful for these opportunities. My experiences this weekend have served to reinforce for me the presence and love of a Divine force that I trust will continue to act as guide for all that I do.
These visits brought me back almost 25 years. During these fast paced days the occasions to reminisce are few and far between. It is only when we take time to recall the person we once were, that we can really appreciate the person we are now.
In taking time to recall successes and failures, triumphs and tragedies, the presence of God in our lives takes shape. By looking back we can see how He put the right people in our path at exactly the right time. Some of these people journey with us for only a short time, but their words or deeds may have had a life changing effect. Other friends may have been with us through all occasions as a shining example of how our God would never leave us.
Through retrospection, we see how events in our lives, happening when they did and how they did, have influenced what we do and how we do things today.
Although it may be years before I fully understand why these people have made a reappearance on my journey, I am grateful for these opportunities. My experiences this weekend have served to reinforce for me the presence and love of a Divine force that I trust will continue to act as guide for all that I do.
Friday, June 19, 2009
67 Divided By 200,000
Today is the Solemnity of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. This year it also marks the beginning of a Year for Priests, as designated by Pope Benedict XVI.
I live, work and worship in the City of Greater Sudbury. We are part of the Diocese of Sault Ste. Marie, a 196, 603 square kilometre Diocese, which is home to over 200,000 Catholics who are shepherded by 67 active priests in 105 parishes.
This means that most priests administer to the needs of more than more parish. Imagine running two households. Paying the bills for two properties? Attempting to balance the needs of two families?
There is one priest for every 3000 Catholics in this Diocese. Imagine number of Masses, Weddings, and Funerals each priest presides over in a year. How many sacraments does each of these men perform? How do they find the time to minister to the personal needs of their flocks?
These numbers are staggering. How can 67 men tend to the spiritual needs of so many? The spiritual answer is that God gives them the strength to carry on and to do His good work.
But these are also men in human bodies. As people they are carrying the load of this huge undertaking with little support at times. If we want to have priests in the future for our Masses, weddings, funerals, sacraments and to tend to our personal needs, we need to offer our support to them and to help distribute the weight of this burden.
Take some time to thank your priest for this enormous responsibility that he carries. To paraphrase President John F. Kennedy, "Ask not what your priest can do for you, but ask what you can do for your priest."
I live, work and worship in the City of Greater Sudbury. We are part of the Diocese of Sault Ste. Marie, a 196, 603 square kilometre Diocese, which is home to over 200,000 Catholics who are shepherded by 67 active priests in 105 parishes.
This means that most priests administer to the needs of more than more parish. Imagine running two households. Paying the bills for two properties? Attempting to balance the needs of two families?
There is one priest for every 3000 Catholics in this Diocese. Imagine number of Masses, Weddings, and Funerals each priest presides over in a year. How many sacraments does each of these men perform? How do they find the time to minister to the personal needs of their flocks?
These numbers are staggering. How can 67 men tend to the spiritual needs of so many? The spiritual answer is that God gives them the strength to carry on and to do His good work.
But these are also men in human bodies. As people they are carrying the load of this huge undertaking with little support at times. If we want to have priests in the future for our Masses, weddings, funerals, sacraments and to tend to our personal needs, we need to offer our support to them and to help distribute the weight of this burden.
Take some time to thank your priest for this enormous responsibility that he carries. To paraphrase President John F. Kennedy, "Ask not what your priest can do for you, but ask what you can do for your priest."
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Honesty
When asked why I love to be around children, I will often response, "Because of their honesty".
This morning, while preparing our children for a reenactment of the last supper, we talked about the love that Jesus shared with His disciples as He washed their feet. We went on to discuss how He shared memories with them that continue on today as we celebrate Mass.
The children were encouraged to think about how Jesus shared bread with His followers as we shared pita loaves amongst ourselves. Though wine was the beverage of choice for Jesus and His disciples, I asked the children what alternative beverage we might share this morning. With barely a second to think, one little friend responded, "How about Bud Light?"
I imagine that the Lord felt we needed to share a giggle this stormy morning. I quietly thanked God for this child's honest and humorous response as we poured white grape juice into their glasses. Meanwhile, I may need to have a chat with this child's parent.
This morning, while preparing our children for a reenactment of the last supper, we talked about the love that Jesus shared with His disciples as He washed their feet. We went on to discuss how He shared memories with them that continue on today as we celebrate Mass.
The children were encouraged to think about how Jesus shared bread with His followers as we shared pita loaves amongst ourselves. Though wine was the beverage of choice for Jesus and His disciples, I asked the children what alternative beverage we might share this morning. With barely a second to think, one little friend responded, "How about Bud Light?"
I imagine that the Lord felt we needed to share a giggle this stormy morning. I quietly thanked God for this child's honest and humorous response as we poured white grape juice into their glasses. Meanwhile, I may need to have a chat with this child's parent.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Graduation
My oldest daughter attended her High School Graduation and Dance today. I was graced with the privilege of tending to her needs as she prepared for this special evening.
Together we had sought the perfect dress. I felt fortunate to have the skill and to be asked to alter this dress so that it fit her precisely. My daughter's hair was done by the same lady who cut her hair for the first time so many years ago. After make-up was applied and finishes touches where added to the dress, she donned her corsage and was ready to go; a radiant beauty.
I was asked to follow her to the pre-graduation party to take photos with her friends, some of whom have been together since the first day of Junior Kindergarten. Each of these young people have played a role in her life to this point. In the fall they will scatter across this country to pursue their educational goals. I imagine that they will remain good friends and that distances will not keep them apart.
For this mother, this was a day to reflect on that special little girl whose appearance in this world was as unique as she is. Together we revisited many of the places and people who have influenced the person that she has become. On this day, we celebrated the closing door of high school education while looking forward with eager anticipation to a bright future.
As the events of this day came to pass, I was reminded that with every change in life a door will close. In these doors, however, are also windows to opportunities yet to be discovered. Only our Creator knows all of the surprises, twists and turns to come, but it is our trust that what is happening, is meant to happen and that life is unfolding, just as He planned.
Together we had sought the perfect dress. I felt fortunate to have the skill and to be asked to alter this dress so that it fit her precisely. My daughter's hair was done by the same lady who cut her hair for the first time so many years ago. After make-up was applied and finishes touches where added to the dress, she donned her corsage and was ready to go; a radiant beauty.
I was asked to follow her to the pre-graduation party to take photos with her friends, some of whom have been together since the first day of Junior Kindergarten. Each of these young people have played a role in her life to this point. In the fall they will scatter across this country to pursue their educational goals. I imagine that they will remain good friends and that distances will not keep them apart.
For this mother, this was a day to reflect on that special little girl whose appearance in this world was as unique as she is. Together we revisited many of the places and people who have influenced the person that she has become. On this day, we celebrated the closing door of high school education while looking forward with eager anticipation to a bright future.
As the events of this day came to pass, I was reminded that with every change in life a door will close. In these doors, however, are also windows to opportunities yet to be discovered. Only our Creator knows all of the surprises, twists and turns to come, but it is our trust that what is happening, is meant to happen and that life is unfolding, just as He planned.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mothers
Fittingly, today, we spoke about Jesus as the vine and we are all branches. Separated from Jesus, like a sprout ripped from a tree, we could not survive.
We are also branches from our mothers. The woman's body is so uniquely designed to conceived and nurture a tiny fetus. Even before pregnancy is obvious to the rest of the world, a mother takes that growing child into her heart and holds it there for a live time. Once born, it is the mother's body that offers sustenance for the baby's first months. As the child gains mobility and independence a mother continues to offer a place of refuge, of safety and of unconditional love. Through trials and heartaches, sadness and joy, times of turmoil and times of peace, a mother remains steadfast in her commitment to her child.
Take a few minutes to reflect on the gifts given to you by your mother and mother-like women in your life. Consider the sacrifices these women made for you. Reflect on the blessing that these women have been for you.
With this, I offer thanks to my mother and to all mothers, for the gifts and the sacrifices made for me. Won't you join me in a prayer of gratitude?
We are also branches from our mothers. The woman's body is so uniquely designed to conceived and nurture a tiny fetus. Even before pregnancy is obvious to the rest of the world, a mother takes that growing child into her heart and holds it there for a live time. Once born, it is the mother's body that offers sustenance for the baby's first months. As the child gains mobility and independence a mother continues to offer a place of refuge, of safety and of unconditional love. Through trials and heartaches, sadness and joy, times of turmoil and times of peace, a mother remains steadfast in her commitment to her child.
Take a few minutes to reflect on the gifts given to you by your mother and mother-like women in your life. Consider the sacrifices these women made for you. Reflect on the blessing that these women have been for you.
With this, I offer thanks to my mother and to all mothers, for the gifts and the sacrifices made for me. Won't you join me in a prayer of gratitude?
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Caring
"It was the worst day of my life. They called me into the office, told me that I was no longer working there, asked for my keys and then they escorted me out. After 19 years, it was so humiliating."
"I got lucky. I am new in my workplace, but two of the four people in my department took an early retirement. I am still working, but I feel so guilty knowing that there are many people who are not."
This conversation at a lunch table recently is probably not unique. Many in our communities, in Canada and globally, are experiencing the heart ache of job loss, while others are feeling the emotional pain of surviving with a job knowing that others have lost theirs.
For each of these people the reality will be a little different depending on their age, stage in life and financial situation. But for all of these people the sun will rise in the morning and set each evening. What is important is how they will continue to live each day in their new reality.
No one can survive alone in these tough economic times. This is a great opportunity to grow in our ability to offer support and demonstrate caring for our neighbours. Though financial support is not always an option, spending time with someone in distress is free for us to give.
If you know someone who is a 'survivor' in the workplace or someone who was not, take a little time to listen to their story and offer your support by way of a friendly gesture or kind words. A little time spent caring can go a long way in healing the wounds caused by our economy.
"I got lucky. I am new in my workplace, but two of the four people in my department took an early retirement. I am still working, but I feel so guilty knowing that there are many people who are not."
This conversation at a lunch table recently is probably not unique. Many in our communities, in Canada and globally, are experiencing the heart ache of job loss, while others are feeling the emotional pain of surviving with a job knowing that others have lost theirs.
For each of these people the reality will be a little different depending on their age, stage in life and financial situation. But for all of these people the sun will rise in the morning and set each evening. What is important is how they will continue to live each day in their new reality.
No one can survive alone in these tough economic times. This is a great opportunity to grow in our ability to offer support and demonstrate caring for our neighbours. Though financial support is not always an option, spending time with someone in distress is free for us to give.
If you know someone who is a 'survivor' in the workplace or someone who was not, take a little time to listen to their story and offer your support by way of a friendly gesture or kind words. A little time spent caring can go a long way in healing the wounds caused by our economy.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
A Gift
Every once in a while we are privileged to be part of an extraordinary moment. Take a few minutes to watch the following video on You tube of Susan Boyle; be sure to continue watch it until its conclusion.
As you may have noted in the media and in this video, people in the audience and perhaps some reading this, doubted that this 47 year old single, unemployed woman had any talent when she walked onto that stage.
Susan Boyle's vocal gift took many by surprise that evening.
How often do we judge a person before we get to know their gifts? How many people in our lives have talents and aspirations for those talents that have gone unnoticed or untended?
While it is rare to have a hidden talent such as Susan's, many of us fail to fully use the gifts given to us by our Creator. We often do not express these abilities because we believe that someone, somewhere can do this better, or that we are not good enough, or we believe that we are too shy. We are not given gifts to keep hidden, but to use them and to develop them fully.
Consider all of the marvelous talents that you and those around you possess. How can you take these gifts and use them to help in your community or with your family, to glorify the God who gave these to you? Perhaps there is a hidden Susan Boyle in you waiting for the chance to be set free.
As you may have noted in the media and in this video, people in the audience and perhaps some reading this, doubted that this 47 year old single, unemployed woman had any talent when she walked onto that stage.
Susan Boyle's vocal gift took many by surprise that evening.
How often do we judge a person before we get to know their gifts? How many people in our lives have talents and aspirations for those talents that have gone unnoticed or untended?
While it is rare to have a hidden talent such as Susan's, many of us fail to fully use the gifts given to us by our Creator. We often do not express these abilities because we believe that someone, somewhere can do this better, or that we are not good enough, or we believe that we are too shy. We are not given gifts to keep hidden, but to use them and to develop them fully.
Consider all of the marvelous talents that you and those around you possess. How can you take these gifts and use them to help in your community or with your family, to glorify the God who gave these to you? Perhaps there is a hidden Susan Boyle in you waiting for the chance to be set free.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Veronica
Earlier this week, while taking part in a Good Friday service, one of my young friends commented to me with great delight that we were wearing the same shoes.
As people journeying together we often look for similarities. The more we are "like" someone else, the greater the possibility we will seek friendship with that person. We often seek friendship with others of the same age group or gender; we enjoy time with people do activities that we also enjoy; we strike up conversation with another who is carrying the book of the same title as the one we are reading. As humans we are drawn to others who are similar to us.
So what was it in Jesus's plight as He dragged his cross up the road to Golgatha that drew Veronica's attention? What did she see in Jesus, covered in sweat, bleeding from wounds brought on by his handlers, that made her rush from the crowds? Why did she push beyond the guards to wipe Jesus's face? What similaries did Veronica share with that prisoner being lead to his death?
Do you have a Veronica in your life? Which of your friends would be there for you when no one else seems to care? Who would stand up for you? Who would stand with you through tough times?
If you have such a person in your life, give her a call to say thank you. Cherish the wisdom of this friend. Use this example of unfailing friendship as a model for your relationships.
Next time you see someone experiencing a tough time, consider Veronica, and offer your support. The help you offer today may become a brave model for others in the future.
As people journeying together we often look for similarities. The more we are "like" someone else, the greater the possibility we will seek friendship with that person. We often seek friendship with others of the same age group or gender; we enjoy time with people do activities that we also enjoy; we strike up conversation with another who is carrying the book of the same title as the one we are reading. As humans we are drawn to others who are similar to us.
So what was it in Jesus's plight as He dragged his cross up the road to Golgatha that drew Veronica's attention? What did she see in Jesus, covered in sweat, bleeding from wounds brought on by his handlers, that made her rush from the crowds? Why did she push beyond the guards to wipe Jesus's face? What similaries did Veronica share with that prisoner being lead to his death?
Do you have a Veronica in your life? Which of your friends would be there for you when no one else seems to care? Who would stand up for you? Who would stand with you through tough times?
If you have such a person in your life, give her a call to say thank you. Cherish the wisdom of this friend. Use this example of unfailing friendship as a model for your relationships.
Next time you see someone experiencing a tough time, consider Veronica, and offer your support. The help you offer today may become a brave model for others in the future.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Journey
In this part of the world families involved with the education system are familiar with the yearly March Break. Many, taking advantage of a week without school, spend time relaxing or vacationing with family. Some celebrate winter on the slopes while others seek sunnier climates to escape the winter's chill.
As my family packed for our week long get-away, complete with warm weather clothing, IPods, laptops, cellphones and other 'necessities', I paused to reflect on the amazing journey that Jesus's disciples took many years ago.
At Jesus's call the disciples left their work, their families and their lives to follow Jesus and spread the Good News.
How difficult would it be for me, my family or many of my friends to abandon everything that we know and follow our beliefs? Can we leave behind the comforts of home and the trappings of 'civilization' not knowing where our next meal would come from or where we would spend our nights? What challenges would we face legally and financially in pursuing this call from God?
I do not doubt that the disciples faced challenges from family and friends as they left to follow Christ. I am sure that on occassion they may have wondered about where food or lodgings would be found. And yet, the Lord provided for them.
Most of us are not asked to abandon life as we know it, we are asked only to follow and to proclaim from our present positions. Yet how many of us are prepared to accept that challenge?
Our journey on this earth is brief, are we ready to listen to His call and follow where He leads?
As my family packed for our week long get-away, complete with warm weather clothing, IPods, laptops, cellphones and other 'necessities', I paused to reflect on the amazing journey that Jesus's disciples took many years ago.
At Jesus's call the disciples left their work, their families and their lives to follow Jesus and spread the Good News.
How difficult would it be for me, my family or many of my friends to abandon everything that we know and follow our beliefs? Can we leave behind the comforts of home and the trappings of 'civilization' not knowing where our next meal would come from or where we would spend our nights? What challenges would we face legally and financially in pursuing this call from God?
I do not doubt that the disciples faced challenges from family and friends as they left to follow Christ. I am sure that on occassion they may have wondered about where food or lodgings would be found. And yet, the Lord provided for them.
Most of us are not asked to abandon life as we know it, we are asked only to follow and to proclaim from our present positions. Yet how many of us are prepared to accept that challenge?
Our journey on this earth is brief, are we ready to listen to His call and follow where He leads?
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Human recall notice
The Maker of all human beings (GOD) is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to a serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart.
This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed 'Sub-sequential Internal Non-Morality,' or more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed.
Some of the symptoms include:
1. Loss of direction
2. Foul vocal emissions
3. Amnesia of origin
4. Lack of peace and joy
5. Selfish or violent behavior
6. Depression or confusion in the mental component
7. Fearfulness
8. Idolatry
9. Rebellion
The Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault for this defect, is providing factory-authorized repair service free of charge to correct this defect.
The Repair Technician, JESUS, has most generously offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no additional fee required.
The number to call for repair in all areas is: P-R-A-Y-E-R. Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN through the REPENTANCE procedure. Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, JESUS, into the heart component.
No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, JESUS will replace it with:
1. Love
2. Joy
3. Peace
4. Patience
5. Kindness
6. Goodness
7. Faithfulness
8. Gentleness
9. Self control
Please see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (Believers' Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.
WARNING:
Continuing to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties, exposing the unit to dangers and problems too numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded. For free emergency service, call on JESUS.
DANGER:
The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped in the furnace. The SIN defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so as to prevent contamination of that facility.
Thank you for your attention!
GOD
P.S. Please assist where possible by notifying others of this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by 'Knee mail'.
Because He Lives!
This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed 'Sub-sequential Internal Non-Morality,' or more commonly known as S.I.N., as it is primarily expressed.
Some of the symptoms include:
1. Loss of direction
2. Foul vocal emissions
3. Amnesia of origin
4. Lack of peace and joy
5. Selfish or violent behavior
6. Depression or confusion in the mental component
7. Fearfulness
8. Idolatry
9. Rebellion
The Manufacturer, who is neither liable nor at fault for this defect, is providing factory-authorized repair service free of charge to correct this defect.
The Repair Technician, JESUS, has most generously offered to bear the entire burden of the staggering cost of these repairs. There is no additional fee required.
The number to call for repair in all areas is: P-R-A-Y-E-R. Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN through the REPENTANCE procedure. Next, download ATONEMENT from the Repair Technician, JESUS, into the heart component.
No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, JESUS will replace it with:
1. Love
2. Joy
3. Peace
4. Patience
5. Kindness
6. Goodness
7. Faithfulness
8. Gentleness
9. Self control
Please see the operating manual, the B.I.B.L.E. (Believers' Instructions Before Leaving Earth) for further details on the use of these fixes.
WARNING:
Continuing to operate the human being unit without correction voids any manufacturer warranties, exposing the unit to dangers and problems too numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded. For free emergency service, call on JESUS.
DANGER:
The human being units not responding to this recall action will have to be scrapped in the furnace. The SIN defect will not be permitted to enter Heaven so as to prevent contamination of that facility.
Thank you for your attention!
GOD
P.S. Please assist where possible by notifying others of this important recall notice, and you may contact the Father any time by 'Knee mail'.
Because He Lives!
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