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Today I’m digitizing the voices of children when they were much younger.  Put into simple terms – I’m putting a tape onto a CD/mp3. 

What fun to hear words being newly pronounced, and high pitches in voices.  Knowing the kids at their current age, their voices and vocabularies have certainly matured.

I wonder how people look at me some times.  I’m currently in living in my birthplace.  There are people that I encounter on Sunday mornings who probably saw me when I was just newly home from the hospital, still in diapers.  Half a century later, they still see me.

But what do they see?

I suppose they see an older man – but sometimes I wonder if, for them, there is still the image of a baby in the midst of the baritone voice of an adult.  And is that such a bad thing? 

Walmart is our local “photograph development center.”  In other words, a town of 5,000 depends on one store to provide photo quality enlargements and other varied photograph needs.

A few years ago two other stores in town were in the running.  Both ran out of steam.

Today I headed over to the Walmart to get some wallet size photos of our family.  The pictures would serve for viewing with friends and neighbours when we got together.  But, I was completely ignorant of how to go about this.

Thankfully, Shannon was there.  As the employee overseeing picture lab information, she kindly showed me how.  Merely use the “collage” tab.

Now, I have become used to this whole idea of finding the access point to get into greater depth.  I clicked and clicked and ended up with great wallet pictures.  Only a single loonie!!

So, feel free to come and visit.  I’ll show you our family portrait.  As we did tonight with friends from Melfort.  The foray into ignorance has had a good ending!!

Well, today we got word.  My brother is in hospital.  He had problems with standing, and has had some weakness on his left side.  CAT scans show nothing but he will continue in hospital for observation.  Perhaps a small stroke?  Not sure.

Before Christmas my sister had an operation for cancer and will be undertaking preventative chemo treatments.  She is doing well, but the looming hand of ill health is always at the door.

Which reminds me that, for all of life that surrounds us, and all of death that sits on the edges . . . we do have an unbelievable horizon.  When Jesus rose from the dead he spoke into the darkness.  Death has no sting, grave has no victory.  But even before we reach that beginning with no ending, there is life in the midst of life here and now.  So, regardless of our age or physical condition, we can know life.

The portal to this wide open life?  It all comes down to Jesus!

Thank God for his immeasurable gift.

My wife and I put together a song back in September of 1999.  Here are parts of the song:

Sitting all alone, I wait

Hoping that I soon could hear your gentle voice.

But I can’t hear you.

Rushing through my busy day

Looking for some glimpse that shows you’re near me.

But I can’t see You.

Is it wishful thinking that you’re there?

Can we know for sure that you care?

We’re hearing without words, Knowing without seeing, trusting even when it seems unclear.  We’re walking through our fear and resting on His promises, trusting even when it seems so unclear.

We’re hearing without words, knowing without seeing, trusting even when it seems unclear.  We’re walking through our fear and resting on His promises

Jesus love is with you.