I would post a picture but I have misplaced my point and shoot camera. And besides, it is too depressing. Everything is covered in snow and ice.
Poor budding branches. Poor frozen leaves.
I would post a picture but I have misplaced my point and shoot camera. And besides, it is too depressing. Everything is covered in snow and ice.
Poor budding branches. Poor frozen leaves.
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Every day of your life joy is waiting for you, hidden at the heart of the significant things which happen to you or secretly around the corner of quieter things. If your heart loves delight, you will always be able to discover the quiet joy that awaits to shine forth in many situations. Prayer should help us develop the habit of delight. We weight the notion of prayer with burdens of duty, holiness and the struggle for perfection. Prayer should have the freedom of delight. It should arise from and bring us to humour, laughter, and joy. Religion often suffers from a great amnesia; it constantly insists on the seriousness of God and forgets the magic of the divine glory. Prayer should be the wild dance of the heart, too. In the silence of our prayer we should be able to sense the roguish smile of a joyful god who, despite all the chaos and imperfection, ultimately shelters everything.
That this was one of the best Mother’s Days ever for me. I think I may have said that before. Maybe it just keeps getting better each year.
I was preaching in the morning service at church and so of course what other topic was there that made more sense to speak on than women and how we are created in the image of God. God has used brave and intelligent women in his story throughout history and he wants us to experience the fullness of who he created us to be.
And I got to preach to my children. What mother can pass that up? 🙂
Then home to a good family barbeque.
Eric was in command on the barbeque cooking up his bacon wrapped venison filet mignon, corn on the cob and a lake trout that Sara caught last summer. Delicious! I even splurged in celebration of the day and had some of the dessert provided by Grace. Plus ice cream.
The kids got me some lovely gifts too. A garden rake – and then Patrick raked the back yard. A hanging basket of flowers that it is still too cold to put outside. And a gift certificate so I can buy some more books.
The afternoon was beautiful and we spent a lot of time out on the back deck in the sun. Kimia was toddling around and got her exercise going up and down the stairs – both inside and out. Then she ran into a wall and got a big goose egg! But that was after these cute pictures.
Perhaps what made the day so great was just having my family around. And that includes the two Conngolese guys that we welcome as part of us. And the kids farther away called and it was so good to chat with them.
I am so blessed.
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I feel as unsettled as the weather today. Big black clouds loomed on the eastern sky and now it is raining.
There is stuff I’m having to deal with right now that looks as dark and foreboding as those clouds. Stuff that makes me wonder how to live out my life in a way pleasing to God, in line with my ethics. It is hard to even know how to live out my ethical beliefs in the best way – no clear cut answers to some dilemmas. It is a bit hard to be specific about what is going on.
Some of this is related to my profession and may become public soon enough. Some is church related and will never be known by anyone but me and some very close friends. In both cases, if you are praying people, I need some guidance from God and would appreciate your prayers.
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And very tired.
Conference was very good in so many ways – in connections with people; in inspirational speaking; in challenging stories; in new ideas for old programs. Oh, yeah, and the food was terrific.
My sister was there and I love being with her. She amazes me with her energy and passion for the Sudanese families she has befriended, for the children she teaches and with her interest in helping other cultures. I think I absorb energy just by being around her and come away inspired myself. She gave me a new book called Sex and Money produced by The Voice for The Voiceless. It is gut wrenching to read and look at. It is pretty hard to stay untouched by the women’s stories and the photography.
It was also good to do some spiritual direction. Listening and attending to the movement of God in people’s stories also nourishes my soul as does the privilege of praying with and for others. God is good.
I decided to have Shredded Wheat this morning – not the preformed sort of sweetened little squares that are called Shreddies – but the bite sized shredded wheat. As I poured boiling water over them and then drained the excess water away, the aroma reminded me so much of my dad. He used to get the big bowl sized shredded wheat ready for us this way when we were kids.
A tinge of longing rose with the aroma.
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