Archive for June, 2006

Moving Bobbi!

Friday, June 30th, 2006

Bobbi Pfeiffer and her three children were headed out of their home today.  Edmonton will be their next stop.

Her sisters, driving a rental van, arrived shortly after 7:00 this evening. 

As a church we had gathered a “motley crew” to help pack.  As this is a long weekend we were not sure who would be available.  I think I counted around 15 of us working to get the van loaded. 

Just as the tailgate was closing a thunderstorm arrived with the attendant rain.  Sometimes you just know God has his clock set — waiting for us to complete a task.  Then he showers us with blessings!

Thanks, Bobbi, for your contribution to my life.  You have been a breath of fresh air — and some days that little bit of prodding the we, as a church, have needed!

May God bless you in your new place!!

Everything in its time!

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

“Speaking the truth in love.” 

What an unusual phrase.  Taken right from the Bible. 

I consider myself to be a man of integrity.  I want to be honest.  In years past I even made sure that extra photocopying that was done for free inadvertantly, was paid for.

So I tend to be fairly transparent.  At the present I am trying to work a balance.  Things that could be said do not need to be said — at this time. 

I’m working on a committee for whom partial information can become gossip and even wildfire rumour.  So final release of information is waiting until we can get it all together.

I’m working with some relationships where truth spoken at the right time will calm, rather than frustrate.  Truth pursued for the sake of “being right” can be hurtful  —  rather than finding a right time and place where the others will “understand” what is said, rather than just “hear” what is said.

There is a time for everything.  What we need is wisdom from God to know what that time is!

Lawns, cemeteries and town dumps!

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

I cut the lawn last night.  The day had been warm and the grass had grown.  My mom and dad came to watch (now, there’s a thought — a new spectator sport — watch the grass get cut).  They sat on lawn chairs and relaxed.

When the clippings were gathered, we wandered out to the town dump.  Therir recollections of the dump go back 50 years.  Back then, the road led to a ravine.  That ravine has since been filled and the waste management area is now acres instead of just “out back”.

The cemetery is across the tracks.  We ventured there and found the graves of my father’s parents.  Both my parents indicated that this is where they would like their final resting place.

As I headed home, I looked at my parents.  They are older.  They have travelled the world.  And yet . . . they like this small patch of earth called Kindersley!

How do you define God’s country?  After all, every piece of dirt is his! 

I guess we are really trying to define where we feel is the thin place — where, for us, we are closest to God. 

Kindersley is not a bad hill to stand on — the heavens look great.

Bike Rally 2006

Saturday, June 24th, 2006

Our church hosted a bike rally today.  The rally was an instructional time along with an obstacle course for the older kids.  Great fun on a perfect day!!

They're here!

Friday, June 23rd, 2006

Calvin and Mary Baker have arrived — along with my sister, Nadia Smith.

Reasons for a Bike Rally

Thursday, June 22nd, 2006

So, here we are!  Walking on the sidewalk a block from our house.

A truck is headed towards us.  In front of the truck are two kids.  They look around 5 – 8  years of age.

No helmets.  No sense of the truck advancing on them. 

They careen from side to side.  The first child passes us with a “Hi!”.  She smiles.  I smile.  I wonder if she realizes how little weight she has in comparison to the truck.

The second child pedals by.  He flicks open a cell phone.  He dials someone.  He begins to talk.

No helmet — no sense of impending traffic — and a cell phone to boot!

Oh, to be 8 again!!

Cancer strikes again!

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

In the past year I have had close dealings with two cancer patients who have passed away.  The last one we buried on Friday.

Today I heard word that my aunt, Clara Mae, has cancer and her life expectancy is short.

Some days a break would be in order.  But I’m seeing that the more extensive your sweep of friends, the more probable the impact of cancer on your circle of friends.

God bless, both those with cancer and their caregivers!

Imitating life

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

I love statistics and figures.

The old 100% figure –  100% of us who are living will die.

The old 80% – 20% –  This goes for just about any volunteer organization.  20% of the people will do 80% of the work.

2/3 vs. 1/3 –  Generally the number of people needed to give permission for change is 2/3 or a group (the 50% concensus is usually problematic – the more the merrier!)

50% –  The amount of weight needed on each side of a teeter totter to keep things balanced (also goes for life in general)

7% – Good for GST, PST but quite movable depending on the will and whim of politician!

Got any other figures you would like to pass along??

Parents headed this way!

Tuesday, June 20th, 2006

Yesterday we got a call from my parents.

They are former residents of Kindersley – 50 years ago.  Over the years they have visited siblings and children living in the area.  We are trying to convince them to return.

Yesterday we got a call from my parents.

Right now Kindersley has had enough rain to turn the grass green.  The trees are in their full splendor and flowers are coloring the streets.  This is as close to resort season, prairie style, as you will ever get.

Yesterday we got a call from my parents.

They are flying out on Thursday.  They’ll stay overnight in Saskatoon with some friends.  Then we will pick them up and bring them to Kindersley for a week or so.

Should be fun!  They’ll visit friends and relatives.  They’ll rest.  And I hope they will enjoy their time!

Father's day thoughts

Sunday, June 18th, 2006

You know you are a father when  you have pictures instead of cash in your wallet.

A father who is a man of integrity will be blessed of God, and his children will follow in his footsteps.  I look at  both my father and my father-in-law.  Both are/were known for their honesty, and for their love for their families.  They never talked about money as much as they loved to talk about their children.  

Dad Baker and Dad Cooper both knew their children  —  the points of stress in their children’s lives, and the points of rejoicing.  They prayed for us.

Dad Cooper died a few years ago in a swimming accident.  He wanted to be with his son-in-law (me) and with his granddaughter.  We started an adventure of swimming across a river.  He never made it to the other side of the river.  He died having embarked on an adventure with his loved ones.  And he waits for us to finish our journeys down here so he can see us again.

Dad Baker continues to “love on us” as children and grandchildren.  His time with us over the years, has always been concentrated on us.  He would give us the shirt off his back, or more likely the money we needed — to buy homes or cars or things that would make our lives more comfortable.  He would call us to encourage us when we were in need.  One time  he bought us a car “long distance”, picking us up our first Volvo  — all we told him was how much money we had and he got us a great deal.  Dad Baker has always had a servant heart.

So to my fathers — God’s blessings rest upon you both.