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The drive back to Kindersley from Airdrie was with mixed feelings. 

I am in a stage of life where each day is something new and something old.  Today I awoke with planning in my head.  That is not new!  But the plans are new.

Trips to Airdrie, where my fiance lives, means a few household goods come back each time.  Yesterday was even more so.  Both Cynthia and I were driving vehicles – a result of our various schedules over these next few days.  In the vehicles were some cabinets, a bike, some toys, a light, puzzles, a stool, and coolers.

This is new to both of us.  For year(s) we have both kept our own house.  Kept the house running, supplied with goods and arranged in our own patterns.  Now we are both working on com-promise (the original meaning of the word being to come together with promise for the future).

I am learning, trying to learn, hoping to learn – life is not just about me.

Storing the bike was easy – there is space in the shed out back.  The cabinet?  Well, I have a feeling there needs to be some more combined thought on that.

Of course, this is a life lesson as well.  We are never islands to ourselves.  And the best of life is experienced with others, in compromise, seeking what God has next for us!  Not always an easy path but well worth the effort!

For eight years I served as a registrar in a post secondary school.

There were days of great joy, days when completing the journey for some students was pure delight (for them, as well as for the faculty as they saw them leave through the front door!).

And then there was the graduation!  For us administrators this was the busy time of year.  If my children wished to accompany me, they would know that dad was “in his grad gown.”  That meant quick steps and short conversations.

Yesterday I attended the grad of my “soon to be” step daughter.  I was awash again with the preparations that go on.  This time I was on the other side.

The administrator who looked after the “show” was running like crazy.  She stopped at our table for a second – and that was about it!  Shades of yesteryears!

The result was a great day.  A ceremony in the morning and a banquet in the evening. 

These are good times.  I enjoyed the day! 

But I’m glad to be on the other side of the table!

An 8:00 phone call caught me in the midst of my morning (yes, I was up early, so this was the “midst” of the morning).

The caller had a prayer request to share.  The first few moments were spent just waiting.  Waiting as the caller gained some composure.  Then the story gushed out.  A story that you can’t stop.  And finally a call to pray.

Which I immediately did.  And passed on the request, with permission, to our prayer chain.

At moment’s like this, your words are somewhat halting.  You really don’t know what to say – other than – I’m praying.  God knows the situations in people’s lives.  We get a glimpse.  And sometimes the sight is like a deep hole, with you standing on the edge of the cliff, on tiptoes with your friend, just knowing that being together, with God beside you, is what keeps you from falling in!

And so, for those around you today, who you know are suffering, offer your prayers!  May God grant his peace!

Things can refer to an eternity of things.

Literally.

Our associate pastor was right there this weekend when a young mother was informed that her husband had drowned.  That was not an expected thing to come. 

A day’s time, even a moment’s time, can change what we expect as things to come.

Should we then live in fear?

As one who enjoys knowing what is to come, I have spent much of my life trying to learn that I am not in control.  My fear of being left behind, or of being forced into an uncomfortable setting, or even of going to a dentist who may pronounce my teeth need work . . . all of these things to come can be disturbing, or worse yet, could be paralyzing.

I realize that means that I have to leave things in God’s control.  But the emotions of a moment can turn that thought upside down.  And I must return once again to a phrase that is worming its way into my head.

God is good all the time – and all the time God is good.  When you realize how much God loves you, then fear can be cast out.

Good lesson, tough to practice.