He's gone

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He’s gone.

He came in the night.

She let him in – he needed a place to stay.

Then, he departed to his old haunts. To take care of business. To find himself.

Not many days later, he was back. With his same habits, and hauntings.

She took him in again. He didn’t fit. He needed to go.

In the morning, at 1:10 am, he boarded the bus.

To another city, another province. And maybe eternity.

His life span will be short at the present rate.

He’s heard truth. He’s seen truth. But will he grip The Truth?

Remembrance Day Opening Prayer

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I’m giving the opening prayer at the local Remembrance Day service.  Here is what I will be praying:

God, we are not here to start another war.  If anything, that wars would cease and peace would reign, is our opening prayer.

At the same time we recognize the sacrifices given for us.  Where evil has reigned we have desired good to triumph.  Over the years this task, passed from generation to generation, has been sacrificial, even to the shedding of blood.

We give thanks for lives given and freedom obtained.  In sorrow we grieve unfulfilled dreams, shattered hopes and blood spilt.

Grant us in these moments, your comfort, counsel and wisdom – as we pray in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.  AMEN.

The Barbarian Way

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I’m reading Erwin McManus’ The Barbarian Way.  Small book but good thoughts.

From page 53:

“Just do whatever God calls you to do the moment it is clear to you.  Do not procrastinate; do not hesitate; do not deviate from whatever course of action He calls you to.  But I want to warn you, the closer you walk with Christ, the greater the faith required. The more you trust Him, the more you’ll risk on HIs behalf.  The more you love Him, the more you will love others.  If you genuinely embrace His sacrifice, you will joyfully embrace a sacrificial life.”

More on the committed life in my theology blog for November 10, 2005

West Winds Blow

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Wind comes and goes.  So do signs! 

A month ago I routered an oak sign.  Just read “BAKERS”.

Then I put the sign up under the eaves.  With metal “S” rings.  Hooked to Christmas tree light holders.

In today’s windstorm, it all came tumbling down.

When I arrived home from work, there was a step stool on the front steps.  Jill had everything set for me to climb up and reattach the sign.  A little better this time.  So the wind won’t harm the “BAKERS”.  And the next time a wind blows, and things get a bit messy,  we’ll both be there to make sure the “BAKERS” are still there!

29 years and we’re still going – neither wind, nor snow (and Kindersley sees snow), nor hail nor sleet will keep me from my loved one! 

                                       

                                                Love Ya, Jill!