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Valentine's Day

2012-02-13T23:30:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...cool, but finally not as dark as usual. The fresh snowfall this weekend was actually pretty.
I am thinking...I'm working on Valentine's Day, but I don't mind. My husband is sweet to me all year. Some refer to Valentine's Day as S.A.D. or Single's Awareness Day. If I was single that would probably annoy me. I hated every moment of being single. Some are okay with it, others love the freedom. I was lonely. In Finland they refer to this holiday as Friendship Day, which is more all encompassing, because everyone has a friend, even if they don't have romance.
I am hoping...to get a lot of organizing done around the house when I'm off; maybe one project per day, as well as some writing.
I am thankful for...good health. In spite of being a hypochondriac, I'm not actually sick. :)
I am wearing...jeans, a blue top and a black cardigan.
From the kitchen...haddock, broccoli and cheese, and roasted sweet potato fries. I've never made sweet potatoes that way before. They were a hit.
I am hearing...traffic on the 401 as we wait on a train delay.
I am reading...A Lasting Impression by Tamera Alexander, about an art forger. I just finished Reckless Abandon, by David Sitton. He is a missionary our church supports. He had gone to Papua New Guinea as a young man and now is in Texas. He runs a school for church planting missionaries and goes to unreached people groups in Mexico. The book was challenging and encouraging. Papua New Guinea is a country close to my heart. I hope to go there one day.
Around the house...My girls are working hard at their studies right before reading week. I've been finding many bug related ideas and recipes for our summer DVBS. Our family now has a budget and must live within our means. What a concept, eh? We seem to have forgotten how. We may still meet with a Christian financial advisor. One reason I'd like to see a Christian is they won't tell you to stop giving to church as the first thing to cut back.
One of my favourite things...Pinterest. I know I spend way too much time on it, but I'm getting so many ideas and recipes that I actually use. That's my story.
Some plans for the week...work three nights, then I'm off for 11 days! I wanted it to correspond to my daughters' Spring break. We'll be going wedding dress shopping and do some other planning. Friends are coming over on Friday and Sunday.

No Labour Disruption!

2012-02-05T15:12:00.000-08:00

Outside my window... mild, and no snow.
I am thinking...I can’t tell you how happy I am that there is not going to be a labour disruption with the city workers. That means my husband won’t be locked in at work indefinitely. He was all packed up and told to be ready to come in when called. So stressful. Now we’re so relieved. Funny how you pray for something, and then you’re still surprised when you get an answer.
I am hoping...to get a handle on some of the wedding plans. They won’t be using the church as they’ll be getting married up in Caledon at Scott Mission Camp, and the reception will be in a barn. That means we’ll have to rent pretty well everything we need, that would have been included in a regular venue. Trying not to stress over the logistics. Deep breath!
I am thankful for...having enough books to read for the next few years, if I can't buy any for a while.
I am wearing...pyjamas. I took a nap and couldn’t seem to recover.
From the kitchen... vegetable and cheese quiche and arugula salad with feta, watermelon and red onion with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. I thought today was a luncheon at church so I made it for that. I brought it home to eat, instead.
I am hearing...the dishwasher. I love my dishwasher. Have I ever mentioned that?
I am reading...Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins. It’s the final book in the Hunger Games trilogy, and the best one so far.
Around the house...It’s Super Bowl Sunday, but it’s not on in our house. No football fans here, just soccer. Also I discovered Downton Abbey, which many of my writer friends were raving about. We attended the planning meeting for our DVBS and it’s going to be a bug theme. I am planning the snacks, prizes and loot bags, so I’ve got to keep an eye out for all things buggy. I already found a few bug themed snack ideas. We went to the bank and I feel better already that we have a plan for undoing the mess I made. I’m amazed at how patient my husband is with me when I mess up, and I really did mess up.
One of my favourite things...my husband. Okay, he’s not a thing, but I love him and I’m so glad he’s in my life.
Some plans for the week... work four nights. No plans for the weekend yet, which is just fine with me. I hope my daughter and her fiancé come over to discuss some plans. I’ll feel less stress if I know what’s happening. I’ve planned many parties so I don’t have a problem with it; I just need to know what I’m working with. Church on Sunday, this time there really is a church supper, so I’ll need to prepare.

Life in the Spirit

2012-01-29T20:57:00.000-08:00

Preached by Brian Robinson on January 29, 2012

Romans 8:1-17

The Christian life is a life in the Spirit.

Justification
Man is guilt. He may not know it, feel it or believe it.
The guilt of violating God’s law brings condemnation.
We are enslaved to sin and Satan, unable to free ourselves.
God justifies the sinner. We are declared, “NOT GUILTY” before the bar of God’s justice.
He did it by making Christ a sin offering.
He does not overlook sin.
Justification is not subjective, but objective.
We had nothing to do with it.
It is outside of us.
The work of God as Judge.
We cannot be more justified in Heaven.

Sanctification
Follows justification in time.
Deals with the mastery over sin.
Done inside of us.
We are made new creations.
Stony heart out, heart of flesh in.
The work of God as a surgeon.
A process of transformation.
The Spirit is heavily involved in this work.
We grow in this grace.
Jesus delivers us from the penalty of sin. The Spirit delivers us from the power of sin.
Man hates the doctrine of original sin—he is a rebel, he can do nothing to please God. (Rom. 8:7,8)
Only two classes of people in the world; those who live according to the flesh and those who live according to the Spirit.
Life is short; what counts for eternity.
We act according to our nature.
Men are not sinners because they sin; they sin because they are sinners.
See a lamb in the pasture, a dead animal lying near him and a vulture circling overhead. What will the lamb and vulture eat, and why?
The lamb will eat grass and the vulture will eat the carrion because they will act according to their nature.
Likewise a sinner will act according to his sinful nature. He can do nothing else.
The school system without God is turning out hedonistic nihilists.
Laws are passed contrary to God’s law; gay marriage, and 100,000 abortions per year in Canada.

The Exaltation of Christ.

2012-01-29T20:41:00.000-08:00

Preached by Brian Robinson on January 29, 2012-01-29

John 3:14, 15

Spurgeon’s conversion
He was under conviction and would have done anything to be saved, except do nothing and trust in the finished work of Christ.
Text for the sermon he heard was “Look unto me, you ends of the earth, and be saved.”
Anyone can look.
Simple and free.
People complain the gospel is either too easy or too hard.
Numbers 21:4-9
Christ was exalted on the cross.
People would rather make up excuses than look.
People would rather “do” something.
There is no other cure for our sin.
There is no other name under heaven by which we must be saved.
Christ’s death was for all people, not just one nation.
Jesus became sin for us—sin was imputed to Christ.
There is no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus.
Vs. 15 everyone who believes in Him should not perish, but have eternal life.
Look. Believe.
Don’t worry about what others say, believe in Jesus.

Logos and Illustrations

2012-01-29T20:28:00.000-08:00

Outside my window... dark, cold, with a dusting of snow.
I am thinking...I’m glad there was a guilty verdict in the Shafia murder trial. I can see how polygamy is coming when they already have the lingo in place; co-wife.
I am hoping...to find time to edit my Women in the Genealogy of Christ series. I’ve decided to call it, Even Me? The Unlikely Women in the Genealogy of Christ. Maybe I can turn it into an e-book or a small paperback this year, while I continue to work on my Scarlet Thread project.
I am thankful for...our church. I am going tomorrow morning to show it to my daughter and her fiancé to see if it would be suitable for their wedding.
I am wearing...jeans, a print top and a navy cardigan.
From the kitchen... ribs, hassleback potatoes, mixed veggies, chocolate chip cookies.
I am hearing...my daughter watch Alcatraz on her laptop.
I am reading... Deadly Pursuit by Irene Hannon.
Around the house...my aunt from Finland is coming for the wedding. She is the one who is just finishing treatment for ovarian cancer. She’s my mom’s youngest sister.
One of my favourite things... getting creative ideas. I have an idea for a logo and a few other things related to my website and books. My future-son-in-law, Rony is a graphic designer and is going to help me. I’ll pay him, of course.
Some plans for the week... work three nights. I’m training a student all three nights, which I enjoy doing. Bank appointment Thursday, clean and shop on Friday. Enjoy my last full evening with my husband, attend a planning meeting for DVBS at church on Saturday, and then try not to get too stressed if the labour disruption goes ahead and my husband has to head to work for midnight Saturday. He’ll be locked in for a week at least, at first. Church on Sunday. I’m in the nursery.

Get This Party Started!

2012-01-28T17:03:00.000-08:00

Outside my window... a howling cold, strong wind. The swing was pushed off the deck again.
I am thinking...okay. I can finally say it. My daughter is engaged! Her boyfriend came over last week to ask us about marrying her. We told him he didn’t have to ask us, but we appreciated that he did. It says something about his character, doesn’t it? We’re very happy. He’s a believer and we love him. They won’t get married until she gets a job, maybe by this fall. No date set yet. I’M GOING TO BE A MOTHER-IN-LAW!
I am hoping...to get a handle on our household finances this year. Many changes require us to revisit our budget.
I am thankful for...my daughter’s choice of a husband. Two thumbs up. Extra points because he proposed in a bookstore.
I am wearing...black yoga pants, a print top and a grey cardigan.
From the kitchen...roast chicken from the grocery store. The greatest invention on busy days.
I am hearing...NCIS Los Angeles.
I am reading... Guardian of the Flame by T.L. Higley. It’s set in Alexandria, Egypt at the time of Caesar and Cleopatra.
Around the house...my oldest is working hard this final semester before she graduates. My youngest is still doing well enough to be on the Dean’s List. My husband is prepping for possible labour disruption. My aunt will be coming from Finland for the wedding this fall.
One of my favourite things... planning parties. This is going to be fun.
Some plans for the week...Daughter and future son-in-law are coming over on Sunday. They are checking out a venue on Monday.

What’s Your Focus?

2012-01-22T20:45:00.000-08:00

Preached by Glen Zeidler on Jan. 15, 2012-01-22

Ecclesiastes 1,2

How do we find what is important in life?
What is life all about?
Consider the gold rushes of the 19th and 20th centuries—People rushing to find their riches. Most lost all they gained. What they sought to find seemed like chasing after the wind.
We could say they were foolish, but we are the same. We say ‘God is good’ but we want more.
What is your focus?
Life is monotonous; a meaningless action. A cycle like water, wind, sun.
Same actions year after year achieving nothing.
What gives meaning to life? Why am I here?
Solomon is looking back at his life. It was an experiment.

Knowledge and Wisdom
Highly rated today, but they still can’t give a reason for living.
Not against education, but what are you expecting from it?
We’re inundated with information, yet humanity is no better off.
William Carey was self taught, yet he translated the Bible into 8 or 9 languages.

Pleasure
If it feels good, do it.” Forget the consequences.
What pleases you now will bore you later.
You’ll keep searching for new pleasures.
A fleeting joy, not a reason for living.
Self-indulgence, alcohol, laughter.

Projects
Building projects (ch2:4-10) to leave a legacy.
The one with the most toys in the end still dies.
The arts, sexual pleasures.
Why do you work? So you can have things.

Is this the focus of your life?
It’s never enough.
It leaves us empty.
Only one Person makes our lives worth living—Jesus Christ.
Nothing else will satisfy.
Where is your focus, your fulfillment?
Externals: money, pleasure, pensions.
We can get trapped as easily as non-believers.
These things can be good in themselves, but beware of being mastered by them.
We’re just passing through.
You will leave it all to someone else.
God has put you here for a reason.
Find out what that reason is.

Date Night

2012-01-19T22:08:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...snow. Surprise, surprise.
I am thinking...it's tragic about that cruise ship disaster in Italy. The Captain who abandoned ship claims he "tripped and fell into a lifeboat". Really? That's the best he could come up with? Are there no men of integrity out there?
I am hoping...against hope that there won't be a City Labour disruption, but it's wishful thinking. I don't want to be without my husband. I'm needier than I thought.
I am thankful for...not getting hurt more than I did when I fell on the ice this week. In twenty years, the same thing would result in a broken hip, rather than bruises and achiness. Maybe a sauna will help.
I am wearing...my uniform; at work.
From the kitchen...chili and bread.
I am hearing...an unusually quiet unit. Only nine patients tonight.
I am reading...Love on the Line by Deeanne Gist, set in Texas in the early days of the telephone.
Around the house...my daughter's job interview went well. Now we wait. Apparently there is a lot of competition. My husband has been praying for opportunities to witness and two incredible ones happened this past week when two co-workers approached him and just started pouring out their fears. Amazing how that happens sometimes.
One of my favourite things...free date nights. I have gift cards for dinner and a movie tomorrow. Thank you Air Miles and Shoppers Drug Mart.
Some plans for the week...finish my second week of four nights. Go out for dinner with my husband at Boston Pizza and then see a movie; maybe War Horse. Clean on Saturday, maybe visit my eldest daughter's church on Saturday night so we can see her, and then our church on Sunday. Our Pastor is back from Texas after about a month away.

A New Commandment

2012-01-15T19:26:00.000-08:00

Preached by Mark Hudson on January 15, 2011

John 13:21-38

We need guiding principles. Some say, "Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die." Others, "The one with the most toys wins," or "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," or "Do unto others before they do unto you."

Principles that please God:
1) Wash one another's feet.
2) Love one another- ongoing verb tense. Keep on loving one another. Why does He give this command now, right before the crucifixion? Why does he call it a new commandment? The Old Testament talks about love, so what's new about it?
The phrase, "just as I have loved you." A new standard is set.

There are counterfeit loves out there.
1) Reciprocal love; "if you love me, then I'll love you." No better than the Pharisees.
2) Comparative love; we want to be seen as more loving than the next person. Above average is the goal.
3) Selective love; won't love those who have offended and hurt them. People draw lines.
4) Investment love; some love because it's in their best interests. What's in it for me?
5) Manipulative love; may have schemes.
6) Reasonable love; Peter thought he was above average for forgiving seven times.

Jesus set a new standard. Our love is measured by His love.
He was willing to wash our feet and die for us.
That's what makes this commandment new.

How did Jesus love?
1) Genuine and deep; He knows you and still loves you.
There is a substance to His love, "as the Father has loved me." Completely, totally, eternally. Trickle down. Father to Son, Son to His people, His people to one another.
2) Self-sacrificial love; John 3:16 'so loved, He gave'. The incarnation, His life of ministry among us. On the cross--greater love has no man than this, that a man lays down his life for his friends. Loving=giving.
3) Constant and steadfast; He doesn't love us less when we sin. Ongoing love. Nothing can separate us from His love. Rom. 8:35-39

How des this love show itself in our lives?
What are the first three words when people think of us? Are we loving?
Not just a resolution or determination. This is supernatural love.
1) Be quick to forgive; don't hold grudges. This is a distinguishing characteristic of love.
2) Watch out for the needs of others. Loneliness is listed as the number one problem of university students.
3) Be willing to submit to one another.
4) Pray fervently for one another.
5) Offer guidance and counsel when we're able.
6) Be loyal, trustworthy and dependable.
7) Be positive and optimistic in our delingswith others. Avoid slander.
Love should be the reigning principle.
This kind of love requires the grace of God.
We need to love Jesus first--be one with Christ.
Faith, hope and love should characterize us. The greatest of these is love. Faith and hope can be quiet, but love must be shown.

Kody's Winter Coat

2012-01-11T19:57:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...dark, but mild. Very little snow this winter. I suppose we do need some kind of precipitation this winter. Wouldn't want a winter drought.
I am thinking...that it's funny that on the show Hawaii-5-0, they have a Korean actor, playing a Hawaiian with a Chinese name (Chin Ho), and his character has a cousin, played by a Philippina actress. Does Hollywood think one Asian is the same as the next, or are they counting on the fact that most people can't tell the difference?
I am hoping...to have enough time Friday night to prep my message and food for the meeting of the Women of Faith Saturday morning. Mostly done, just tweaking.
I am thankful for...chocolate. Sometimes it just hits the spot.
I am wearing...jeans, a pink Roots t-shirt, and a black cardigan.
From the kitchen...beef stroganoff, egg noodles and green beans.
I am hearing...the train.
I am reading...Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. It's the second book in The Hunger Games trilogy. Intense!
Around the house...the kids are back in school for the new term. My youngest is preparing for a job interview next week for summer work. My mom is very teary lately, which isn't like her. My husband is prepping for the possible municipal labour disruption.
One of my favourite things...I caved, and bought Kody a jacket. I swore I'd never buy clothes for a pet. He looks darn cute, though.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Only two to go. Make rainbow fruit skewers for the Women of Faith meeting since I'm speaking about Noah's ark. Clean and prep on Saturday because we'll be hosting the guest preacher on Sunday. Our Pastor and his wife are delayed in Texas.

The Virginal Conception

2012-01-08T18:39:00.000-08:00

By Pedro Rodriguez

Preached on Jan. 8, 2012

Luke 1:26-38

This doctrine is usually referred to as the virgin birth, but it was really a virginal conception and a natural birth.
The natural mind has trouble accepting this miracle.
It is as difficult to believe as the resurrection.
It is a fundamental belief of the Christian church.
Some modern theologians say it is not compatible with the modern mind.
They are quick to deny any supernatural intervention of God in the affairs of man.
Some say it is not inherent to the doctrine of the incarnation.
This doctrine relates to the truthfulness of Scripture and is linked to the deity of Christ and His sinless human nature.
Some say this idea is borrowed from Greek mythology.
Jesus is the God-Man. It is only possible if it happened this way.
Luke is a good historian and always gives you a time reference. (Luke 1:26)
A betrothal was more formal than ours.
It lasted about a year. She would be referred to as his wife, it could be broken only by divorce, and infidelity would be called adultery.
Joseph is from the line of David. (vs. 27)
Mary is troubled more by the greeting of the angel than his presence.
Judges 6:12 “The Lord is with you” in reference to Gideon.
2 Sam. 1:16 The Davidic covenant.
The name Jesus means Yahweh saves (Matt. 1:21)
Vs. 32 A fulfillment of the promise to David
Vs. 33 An eternal kingdom. Because it is forever, there is no one else coming after Him.
God always keeps his promises; we see this in Scripture and in history.
Mary asks, “How can this be?” she has not had a sexual relationship with Joseph, or anyone (vs.39)
This is the question of the natural man as well.
They laugh at the Christian.
They believe they are neutral, but they are not, because they discount the supernatural.
They are suppressing the truth (Rom. 1:18)
Gabriel’s answer in vs. 35 “The Holy spirit will come upon you.” Similar to the promise of the Holy Spirit to the believers (Acts 1:8) which results in a new birth.
Overshadow = envelope. (Like on the mount of transfiguration).
We must be careful to avoid any idea of a sexual interaction between Mary and the Holy Spirit.
How this actually happened, we don’t know.
The result? The Holy One will be called the Son of God.
Sovereign, divine, unilateral.
Vs. 36 He reassures her by giving her news of Elizabeth’s pregnancy, to show how God is capable of the impossible.
The LORD opens and closes the womb.
Mary’s response. Vs. 38 in faith, submission, obedience and gratitude.
The social implications would have been enormous.
The supernatural nature of Jesus’ birth is compatible with the rest of his life and resurrection.
He had life before life and life after death.
Jesus must be one of us, and yet separate from us, in order to save us.
This doctrine is critical to our Christian faith.
This is tied in to His work on the cross.

Freshness of a New Year

2012-01-01T17:06:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...a howling wind. Thankful for a warm home.
I am thinking...looking forward to the new year, 2012. Not in the least worried about the world ending. God controls that, not the Mayans.
I am hoping...to be able to keep to my daily Bible reading plan a little longer this year. It’s too much to hope that I can actually do it. How’s that for pessimism. Like Eeyore, “Why do I even have dreams?”
I am thankful for...a good weekend with family and friends, good health, the preaching of the gospel and the Word of God in my hands.
I am wearing...pajamas. No evening service tonight, so I’ve been reading. See the sermon notes below from the message we heard preached this morning.
From the kitchen...roast beef and gravy, mashed potatoes, fish, carrots, beans, and many appetizers from last night.
I am hearing...the howling wind while I sit in front of the Christmas tree. I’ll take down the decorations tomorrow.
I am reading...Thunder in the Morning Calm by Don Brown. I have an autographed copy which I won for commenting on a blog. I have read four of his books, all with a military theme. Love it.
Around the house...Both girls are still at home one more night. They are hooked on reading The Hunger Games trilogy. I have to make time to read it, too. The trailer looks good and I’m not usually a fan of post-apocalyptic books. My husband is finally relaxing with a few days off.
One of my favourite things...the freshness and promise of a new year, like a new school year, or a fresh notebook.
Some plans for the week...still off tomorrow. We plan to go to IKEA. Then I work three nights next week. No plans for the weekend, so far.

Looking Forward

2012-01-01T16:21:00.000-08:00

By Glen Zeidler

Preached on Jan.1, 2012

Ecclesiastes 1

This book is part of the Wisdom Literature, which includes Job, Psalms, Proverbs and Song of Solomon.
This book seems sad, almost cynical.
Why should we trust this book? What qualifies this author to speak about life so authoritatively?
Solomon is not named, but there are clues; son of David, King of Israel, rich, wise.
As we look ahead of us, we can look forward to a sameness. There are things we can expect day after day.
An architectural folly—built for no purpose; pretty, but empty.
Verse two is the theme of this book—Everything is meaningless.
As you grasp for things in this life, it’s like grasping the wind.
Everything is fleeting; nothing is lasting; pursuing empty pleasures.
Was this the way it was supposed to be? No.
At Creation, everything had meaning.
After sin, man began a mundane, difficult existence. Gen. 3:17-19
Creation itself was affected by the fall.
We can’t keep anything.
Our actions have no purpose.
Think of your ancestors. You may be able to name them, but you don’t know them.
The cycles of generations, even the monotony of sunrise and sunset testify to the treadmill of life.
Fruitless activity is unsatisfying. It is wearisome.
We sometimes like to think we are different.
Of the millions of people that pass through history, how many are remembered?
For a non-Christian, your life has no meaning.
A believer’s life has purpose and meaning. We have been called.
The question is not what satisfies us.
What is your focus for the new year?
Build your house on the Rock. Lay up treasures in Heaven. What is the quality of your work for God?

Listography

2011-12-28T23:23:00.000-08:00

I am a list maker. I make lists to pack for trips, shopping lists, To Do lists, camping lists, reading lists, Christmas card lists, writing project idea lists.
I plan dinner parties with lists. I even dream about future projects with lists, even unlikely ones. I've imagined I'm the administrator of an orphanage in Africa, and I've spent hours planning how to make it run smoothly. Or I've imagined being called on to be the cook at a Seminary, cooking two meals a day for thirty people, and I've listed all the food I know how to make or would like to make.
Why do I do this? I've never questioned it before. It's just what I do. It's my way of making my frivolous daydreams somehow concrete and valuable. So that if one day, I AM the administrator of an orphanage, I'll already know how to make it work, or if TBS calls me, I can grab my lists of soups, salads, mains, sides and desserts and generate a month's worth of menus.
Do I do it to appear more organized? After all, it takes a lot of work to make something look effortless. Am I losing my memory and overcompensating by writing everything down? I don't know. My maternal grandmother had Alzheimer's Disease. That fear is in the back of my mind. I would hate to lose my memory. Sometimes, when I can't recall a conversation with one of my kids, they'll say, "Mom, don't forget me!" as if it has already begun.
If it does happen, get out my old notebooks and have a laugh at all the things that absorbed me for a few hours of my life, when I threw myself into an idea and brainstormed, even when it would appear to be a worthless exercise.
The thing with us daydreamers is, interspersed with all the nonsense could be a few good ideas. I hope so anyway. That's what Creatives do. We imagine, we dream, we plan, and then we get to work.
I saw a journal at Chapters called Listography. It made me smile. I guess I wasn't the only one.
I'm not really one for Top Ten lists. I've done a few but I'm too indecisive to prioritize. Mostly I catalogue as many things as I can. I've recorded the name, author and value of every book in my library. I add to the list as I purchase more books. Why? Maybe one day I'll put all that data into the computer. Or maybe I'll add it up and see the value of my library. Oh, wait, I already know: Priceless.
Maybe making lists just legitimizes my daydreaming; so I don't feel like I'm spending hours on something useless, which I am. If so, don't tell me. I'm not likely to change at my age. If anything, I'll be making more lists as my memory fades.
How about you? Do you engage in Listography?

Year End

2011-12-27T16:31:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...snow. Now, after Christmas is over. It might as well stay away. The moment is gone.
I am thinking...this has been a fascinating year. Protests everywhere, the death of Osama bin Ladin, Khadafi, and Kim Jong Il, a royal wedding, and our 25th anniversary trip to Europe.
I am hoping...they won’t close my unit this week and send me to another floor. I hate that.
I am thankful for...a relaxing Christmas. We had a few family celebrations and a lot of food, including a deep fried turkey at my sister’s house. It takes 3 minutes per pound and is crispy and juicy. You use cottonseed oil ( available at Bass Pro Shops) because it doesn’t transfer flavour. You can make donuts immediately afterward and they won’t taste like turkey.
I am wearing...black yoga pants, a red Roots t-shirt and a black sweater.
From the kitchen...stuffed mushroom caps, Atlantic salmon, basmati rice, baby carrots, salad, chocolate mousse. We were supposed to have guests over but they had to cancel, so more for us.
I am hearing...my daughter and her friend watch the family channel.
I am reading...The Memoir Project by Marion Roach.
Around the house...my fourteen days off end tomorrow. Sigh. I know I can’t complain, but they did go fast. I got some writing done, some closets cleaned and Christmas done. We’ve had lots of people over.
One of my favourite things... new books. I got six, plus two more I ordered with my Chapters card. I also got two BBC Jane Austen movies, a Scrivener program, Turtles chocolates and coffee.
Some plans for the week...work two nights and have some friends over on New Years’ Eve.

Reading List 2011

2011-12-26T18:48:00.000-08:00

1.As Sure as the Dawn by Francine Rivers
2.Embers of Love by Tracie Peterson
3.Blind Dates Can Be Murder by Mindy Starns-Clark
4.Fatal Judgment by Irene Hannon
5.Serendipity by Cathy-Marie Hake
6.Sweet Devotion by Felicia Mason
7.A Lineage of Grace by Francine Rivers
8.Thirsting Soul by Roger Fellows
9.Sunset Beach by Trish Perry
10.Within my Heart by Tamera Alexander
11.Surrender Bay by Denise Hunter
12.The Lightkeeper’s Bride by Colleen Coble
13.The Lightkeeper’s Ball by Colleen Coble
14.While We’re Far Apart by Lynn Austin
15.A Tailor Made Bride by Karen Witemeyer
16.Head in the Clouds by Karen Witemeyer
17.To Win Her Heart by Karen Witemeyer
18.Dining with Joy by Rachel Hauck
19.Just Between You and Me by Jenny B. Jones
20.Bathsheba by Jill Eileen Smith
21.A Matter of Character by Robin Lee Hatcher
22.Yesterday’s Tomorrow by Catherine West
23.The Perfect Blend by Trish Perry
24.Tea for Two by Trish Perry
25.The Winter War: a Novel by William Durbin
26.Unforgettable by Trish Perry
27.Me Talk Pretty One Day by Neil Sedaris
28.11 Secrets to Getting Published by Mary deMuth
29.Flames of Rome by Paul Maier
30.When Danger Calls by Terry O’Dell
31.A Cup of Cold Water by Christine Farenhorst
32.My Foolish Heart by Susan May Warren
33.The Writer’s Manifesto by Jeff Goins
34.A Billion Reasons Why by Kristen Killerbeck
35.Belonging by Robin Lee Hatcher
36.Rose House by Tina Ann Forkner
37.The Doctor’s Lady by Jody Hedlund
38.Pompeii: City on Fire by T.L. Higley
39.Hook, Line and Sinker by Susan May Warren
40.A Proper Wife by Winnie Griggs
41.The Best of Me by Nicholas Sparks
42.A Prisoner of Versailles by Golden Keyes Parsons
43.Legacy of Faith by Lydia Brownback
44.Shadow of Colossus by T.L. Higley
45.The Help by Kathryn Stockett
46.City of the Dead by T.L. Higley
47.Life of Christ by James Stalker
48.The Centurion’s Wife by Davis Bunn and Janette Oke
49.Every Writer's Dream by Jeff Goins

Goals for 2012

2011-12-20T15:36:00.000-08:00

The beginning of a new year always brings about the inevitable questions about New Years’ Resolutions. Because most people are notorious for not keeping them, present company included, I’ve long since given up on even making any.

However, I do set goals for myself. I find if they are realistic and measurable, I can usually attain them.

I break them down into categories: physical/health, spiritual, professional/intellectual, relationships, household/financial, and hobbies. Then I think about what I’m currently doing that’s worth keeping, plan to continue that and improve in some small way in each category, so I’ll grow. New for this year, I’ll have a separate category for writing.

For example, when my daughters were still very young, I didn’t have much time for reading. So, back then my reading goal was for four books per year, because I figured I could manage one every three months if I worked at it slowly. It seems laughable to me now, since I usually read over 50 books a year. But, as I said, I made my goals realistic for how my life was at the time.
So, I think 60 books is a reasonable goal for next year.

As a Christian, I don’t think it’s unspiritual to set goals. I still need God’s help to reach them. But I do think that if your goal is to be a spiritually mature person, you’ve got to take steps to get there. It’s like saying, “I want to be a world-class pianist”, and then never practicing the piano. It doesn’t work that way.

So, that being said, I’ll share my goals, partly to make me accountable. I can check back at the end of 2012 and see how I did.

My Bible verse for this year is: “Let each of you look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others.” Philippians 2:4

Physical/Health
-Yearly screening mammogram.
-Yearly physical, dentist twice a year.
-Walk Kody 45 minutes each day.

Spiritual:
-Attend church twice a week
-Increase weekly tithing amount.
-Bible reading: Five chapters a day. Let’s try again.
-Attend at least one Christian conference.
-Continue with nursery, kitchen, lead College and Careers group, speak at Ladies’ Meeting.
-Take on support of a new ministry.

Professional/Intellectual:
-Work full time.
-Obtain at least 20 hours of oncology nursing continuing education hours to keep up my C.O.N.(C) certification.
-Do the College of Nurses quality assurance requirements.
-Hospital on-line inservice and continuing education as required.
-Read at least two books on current events/social issues.
-Watch the news. Stay current on world events.

Relationships:
-Marriage—continue weekly dates.
-Travel with my husband for our 26th Anniversary in July.
Daughters—girls only trips, shopping trips, mani-pedi dates. Family photo shoot at Thanksgiving.
-Extended family—keep up socially, with facebook.
-Attend social events.
-Send Christmas letter update.
-Friends—facebook, twitter,blog.
-Entertain friends at least twice a month.

Household/Financial:
-Pay off Sears credit card.
-Continue to support other charities.
-Set aside money for daughters’ university fees.

Hobbies:
-Read 60 books in total
-Watch as much soccer as possible. (I love goals like this. Everything isn’t about work.) Take in a TFC soccer game, if possible.
-Write book reviews as I read.

Writing:
-Complete first draft of one of my works-in-progress, work on the others.
-Continue to blog at least twice a week.
--Read three books on the craft of writing.
--Attend ACFW writer’s conference in September, if possible.
--Find a critique group or partner.
--Read blogs and articles about writing.
--Continue to journal once a week.

Well, that’s me. I know that equals a busy life. Sure, I could sit around and watch mindless t.v. instead, but what is there to show for it at the end of the year? I hope this inspired you to make your own goals, instead of resolutions.

The Way of All the Earth

2011-12-19T04:11:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...pitch black. I’m wide awake at 6 a.m. on a day off. I’m proving my theory that the older you get, the less you sleep because you don’t have much time left.
I am thinking...so Kim Jong Il died. I wonder what that will mean for North Korea since his son isn’t much better, apparently. Also, Christopher Hitchens died this week. He was a “famous” atheist who wrote a book called, “God is NOT great.” If he died as defiantly as he lived, then he knows better now, sadly. Also, at the judgment, he’ll understand what the Bible means by, “and their works will follow them”. Anyone whom he has influenced will be added to his account.
I am hoping...to have a productive week. I’m off for FOURTEEN days, and I’d like to get at least one special project done each day. I have some end of the year paperwork to do and a few closets to clean.
I am thankful for...getting my Christmas letter and cards sent. They were late, but at least they are DONE. Some years I’m organized. This is not one of them.
I am wearing...pajamas. Hey, it’s 6 a.m.
From the kitchen...chicken stir fry and rice, banana cream pie.
I am hearing...the howling wind. I’m glad I don’t have to walk the dog for a few more hours. Hopefully it’ll warm up when the sun rises.
I am reading... Every Writer’s Dream by Jeff Goins. It’s an e-book about a different approach to writing.
Around the house...ready for Christmas, mostly. We’re not too big on gifts this year, which is fine. We don’t need anything. I’ll be getting a few new books (don’t act surprised), and after Christmas we’ll buy a new t.v. since my husband has been in mourning since the last one died.
One of my favourite things...having my family around me. I not only love them, I like them, too.
Some plans for the week...writing projects. I have a lot of ideas for the Scarlet Thread project as well as more Interviews. Also, since our family Christmas events are hosted by someone else this year and we have Christmas day free, we’re trying to find something “helpful” to do on that day. The fact that it’s on a Sunday kind of messes things up a bit.

Christmas Break

2011-12-13T12:51:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...sunny and relatively warm. Amazing December so far.
I am thinking...typical CTV news. Ten minutes in and they’re already doing animal stories. Is nothing happening in the world? Like the elections in Congo?
I am thankful for...a peaceful family life.
From the kitchen...Schezuan beef stir fry and rice.
I am wearing...jeans and a cream coloured pullover.
I am reading...The Answers Book by Don Batten in preparation for my January message on Noah.
I am hoping...my Mother-in-law’s heart procedure goes well today. This is her second one and I know she’s really nervous about it.
I am hearing...and 80’s channel on the t.v. Yes, I’m still in a time warp.
Around the house...I’m stringing Christmas lights on everything: beds, railings, bushes, and the tree. My mom came to the Christmas banquet Saturday morning. Then we decorated the tree. I found the decorations. My eldest was home, sick. She’s finished her exams and she quit her job at the bakery because it was too stressful as she wasn’t treated very well. We told her to concentrate on her last few months of school. Only four more to go. Yesterday, my daughter’s boyfriend came over for dinner and we had guests after the evening service and one overnight guest. My husband desperately needs a vacation, he’s not sleeping well and hasn’t had a vacation since Europe, which was an exhausting vacation. In my job I have a lot of time off, which I appreciate.
One of my favourite things...Christmas get-togethers. We had the Elders, Deacons and Wives Christmas banquet on Friday night at the Imperial Buffet. Saturday morning we had the Ladies’ meeting Christmas Brunch. We renamed ourselves to Women of Faith. I spoke on Esther and it was well received.
Some plans for the week...work two or three nights. I’m going to take one of them off for bereavement as one of my uncles in Finland died. Then I’m off for 14 days! I know it’ll go quickly but I have much to catch up on since I haven’t even sent my Christmas cards or done any Christmas baking.

Pikku Joulu

2011-12-05T07:47:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...raining again. It's supposed to get colder later this week, down to one celsius, which is more seasonal.
I am thinking...it was another good weekend. On Saturday we went to London for our Pikku Joulu, which literally means little Christmas, but it’s basically an advanced Christmas celebration with my extended Finnish family whom we can’t see over Christmas week. We usually get together in London as my cousin has a big house and we all stay overnight. Finnish Christmas food is mushy. My husband always comments that he doesn’t think Finns have teeth. Yeah, yeah, same joke every year. The little ones get gifts to open after dinner and then we went in the hot tub and sauna. Our family is growing as the boyfriends come to stay over, too. They didn’t seem to be scared off by our crazy family. One of the five year olds opened her gifts and said, “I’ve been wanting this my whole life.”
I am hoping...to get Thursday night off. I’m supposed to work four nights, but I have one more vacation day to take before the last two weeks of December. I hope I get it.
I am thankful for...my puppy. He is one today. We love him more all the time and can’t imagine life without him. He’s getting a big ham bone today. We saved it from the weekend. He’ll be happy. When we were away, his former owner came and stayed with him. He obviously missed her. He didn’t bark as if she was a stranger. He was so excited.
I am wearing...black yoga pants and a purple sweater.
From the kitchen...cod and fried rice.
I am hearing...my daughter getting ready for school. She also got tickets to a band called Marianas Trench so she’s so excited. She may be on t.v. again.
I am reading...The Centurion’s Wife by Davis Bunn and Janette Oke.
Around the house...We still need to buy our tree this week.
One of my favourite things...I got my Christmas gift early. It’s a 30 day trial of a new software program for writers, called Scrivener. I tried to figure it out yesterday but it didn’t go very well. Even the video tutorial was too fast for me to follow. I’ll try again today. It has a lot of features that will be helpful if I could just figure out how to use them.
Some plans for the week...work three nights, hopefully. Decorate the tree Thursday night. Go out Friday night for dinner with the Elders, Deacons and Wives for Christmas. Speak on Esther at the Ladies’ Christmas Brunch on Saturday morning.

Scarlet Thread

2011-11-29T12:22:00.000-08:00

Outside my window...rainy and dark. It's supposed to rain all week. I don't mind since I'm working, You don't have to shovel rain. I can't believe it's so mild at the end of November.
I am thinking...it was a good weekend. On Friday my cousin's son visited from the Yukon. I made way too much food for one person. Then on Saturday morning I spoke at the Ladies' meeting at church. I spoke on Christ as the Plumb Line, the Veil and the Mediator. That evening we attended our best man's 50th birthday. We're all getting older. Mine is 2-1/2 years away and I already know it'll be a crisis age for me. I'm planning a big party so I won't think about it. Sunday was church, and a lovely rainy day nap. That night I got some writing done.
I am hoping...to find a box of Christmas decorations I misplaced. I don't know how, since I put all the boxes together last year so I'd find them all easily. Or so I thought.
I am thankful for..the good feedback I received on Saturday morning. I was hesitant to present my Scarlet Thread material becase that's what I'm compiling for a book, but at least this way I got some idea of the impact it has on people. It seemed to be a blessing. Some even sent e-mails later on to tell me the same thing. That encouraged me to write more that night. I'll speak on Esther in two weeks at the Christmas brunch we have planned.
I am wearing...jeans and a hunter green top and pullover.
From the kitchen...lasagna and salad.
I am hearing...The Next Iron Chef.
I am reading...Life of Christ by James Stalker.
Around the house...half of my Christmas decorations are up. We just need the tree. I hope we can find one as nice as last year. It was a balsam fir and was perfectly symmetrical. My mom didn't come to the ladies' meeting or church, again. My Christmas letter draft is done.
One of my favourite things...getting my Christmas cards out early, which I have not even started yet. Some years I'm ahead of the game. This is not one of them.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Buy gifts on Thursday for kids we'll see on the weekend. Clean and prep to leave for London. Kody will be left at home with his former owner. She misses him and it'll be nice for both of them. He still remembers her. We'll go to visit family on the weekend for our Finnish Christmas with extended family. Lots of food.

Move Over, Movember!

2011-11-21T21:48:00.000-08:00

November 21, 2011.

Outside my window...dark and cold, but no snow yet. First time it dipped down below zero Celsius this fall. It's been a pleasant November so far.
I am thinking...we were at the SGF Assembly in Tottenham on the weekend. You wouldn't think a two day meeting to discuss church business would be interesting, but it was. It was encouraging to hear the reports from the churches, both their highs and lows so we'd know how to pray for them. We also accepted two new churches into the fellowship. One came with a seminary. I guess we just inherited a seminary! There was great preaching, fellowship and food. The church there was worried how they'd manage, since their building is so small, but they did a great job. I even managed to get through my five minutes of "public reading" without fainting or vomiting. I could feel my voice shaking, but no one seemed to notice. After that, I enjoyed the weekend more.
I am thankful for...good books. I really enjoyed The Help by Kathryn Stockett. Now I'm ready to see the movie.
From the kitchen...southwest chicken and salad.
I am wearing...my uniform, at work of course.
I am reading...City of the Dead by T.L. Higley. I have a new favourite author.
I am hoping...Movember will soon be over and men will be clean shaven again. I'm glad my husband didn't go for it. His would have grown in grey. I have nothing against fundraising for cancer, I just think this is a man's way of being a rebel for a month and claiming it's for a good cause. Kind of like the playoff beards. I hate that. They all look like lumberjacks.
I am hearing...a quiet unit. Only a dozen patients out of a possible 21.
Around the house...my youngest is writing an exam tomorrow for a potential summer job as a border services officer. It would be a good job, probably at the airport. If she gets it, we may need to buy a car. She can't study for this test, so they are probably questions that test her character or scenarios to see how she'd respond.
One of my favourite things...meeting new people. We hosted the guest preacher on Sunday. He is from South Africa.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Help my husband choose new reading glasses. Entertain a relative from the Yukon on Friday night. Speak at our Ladies' Meeting on Saturday morning. Clean and shop. Attend a party for a friend's 50th birthday on Saturday night. Church on Sunday. Our eldest will be 21 on Saturday. She's like her father and doesn't want a party. We bought her a watch of her choice.

Moving Along on the Treadmill of Life

2011-11-14T21:59:00.000-08:00

Nov. 14, 2011

Outside my window...dark, rainy, but not cold. A very mild November so far.
I am thinking... a co-worker of my husband died on Saturday of cancer of the pancreas. He was a believer, thankfully, so he is now face to face with His Saviour. Sad for his wife and daughter, though. My husband got to visit with him the day he died and he said he was ready to go. We've been thinking about growing old and dying lately. When we went out with our friends on Friday night, we talked about retirement, parents dying, and we compared aches and pains. If that doesn't show we're old, I don't know what does! And I haven't even hit 50 yet!
I am thankful for...hobbies. I like to have time to write and read, entertain and do crafts.
From the kitchen...jerk chicken legs, broccoli, spaghetti a la carbonara.
I am wearing...jeans, a pink t-shirt, a navy pullover. I bought two new sweaters and black dress pants for this weekend away.
I am reading..The Help by Kathryn Stockett. I wanted to read it before seeing the movie. I was hesitant to read it because of the setting (1960's southern U.S.) but I'm liking it. Oh, and I won a free book by Don Brown, one of my favourite authors, for commenting on a blog. So excited.
I am hoping...by some miracle that there won't be a municipal strike next year. On the news they're anticipating a long one, about six months. I can tell you the thought of it is already stressing me out. The last one, three years ago, lasted 33 days and it was all for nothing because the mayor caved and gave them what they wanted, when he was so close to breaking them. Since my husband is in management, he has to be locked in, to keep water coming out of the taps and fire hydrants. He had only short visits home. It was horrible. I don't know how military wives manage. I didn't cope well with the separation and being alone.
I am hearing...the train.
Around the house...my mom planned on coming to church for the luncheon, but then she woke up and said she slept poorly. I think it's just an excuse. The longer she's away, the harder she thinks it'll be to go back, even though no one would say anything that would upset her. My eldest visited with her boyfriend again on Sunday, and then she and I went shopping this morning. My youngest met the chief prosecutor of the International Criminal Court and shook his hand. He was the guest speaker at U of T today.
One of my favourite things...my puppy. Yeah, he's a lot of work, but we love him.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. A relative is here from the Yukon (I can't believe I have a relative living in the Yukon!) and we're hoping to see him either Thursday night or next week. On Friday and Saturday, we'll be in lovely Tottenham for the SGF Assembly. Sunday, church.

Full Plate

2011-11-07T22:36:00.000-08:00

November 7, 2011.

Outside my window...it can't get any darker. I can't see anything outside the window of the train. The time changed this past weekend. Is it summer yet? This morning though, it was so sunny and warm when I was walking the dog.
I am thinking...in other news: Michael Jackson's doctor was found guilty; there have been many shootings in Toronto lately; my mother-in-law left for an 18 day trip to South Africa; my husband is busy at work; my puppy submitted to his first real bath today, it only took 11 months; I need to review the update I need to present in two weeks at the SGF assembly; Christmas is coming; I haven't even begun to draft my Christmas letter and we didn't do a family photo shoot yet. Breathe.
I am thankful for...six free books on Kindle. Free is my favourite price.
From the kitchen...burgers on the bbq and Greek pasta salad. Not bad for November in Canada, eh?
I am wearing...jeans, a navy pullover and my windbreaker.
I am reading...In the Shadow of Colossus by T.L. Higley, set in the ancient Greek city of Rhodes. I think I found a new favourite author.
I am hoping...to find more time for writing. I have so many ideas, so many WIP's (works-in-progress), and so much work to do to improve my blog. There aren't enough hours in the day.
I am hearing...the train and quiet conversations.
Around the house...my daughter and her boyfriend came over for dinner again on Sunday. I'm starting to clue in that they do it so they won't have to cook. I don't mind. I made her a vegetarian meal of cucumbers vinaigrette, baked parmesan tomatoes, arugala salad with feta and watermelon, cheese biscuits, shrimp fetuccini alfredo, pineapple and strawberry punch and chocolate fudge cake. Also, in honour of Movember, I made paper handlebar moustaches on a stick and we posed for pictures.
My youngest daughter was on a retreat with her church in downtown Toronto.
We went to a housewarming party at my sister's house on Saturday night.
One of my favourite things...wearing a poppy. My favourite veteran died recently. I think of him.
Some plans for the week...work FOUR nights. I'm tired just thinking about it. Thursday night will be time and a half. Yay! Friday we're going out with the friends we had hoped to go out with last Friday. They suggested Mexican food, so we'll try it. Saturday morning my husband has a Men's breakfast. Sunday there is a luncheon after the morning service. Some missionaries we support will be there. I'm hoping my mom will come out to church after a two month absence.

Reformation Day

2011-10-31T22:55:00.000-07:00

Oct.31,2011.

Outside my window...a mild fall day. Half the leaves are off the trees already.
I am thinking...today is Hallowe'en, as well as Reformation Day. We don't celebrate Hallowe'en. I've noticed that some adults are as into Hallowe'en as much, if not more than kids. Kids like it for the candy and costumes, adults like it for the costumes and a reason to party. I've also noticed the costumes are becoming more 'trampy'. I know someone who dressed as a Playboy bunny. Really? You want to dress like a porn star? Very disappointing since this is a baptized, professing Christian. Or was, anyway.
I am thankful for...Martin Luther.I know he lived 500 years ago, but he's one of my heroes. On this date in 1517, he nailed 95 theses, or propositions to the church door in Wittenberg, Germany. This was like posting something on a bulletin board in those days, to spark debate. And spark debate, it did! This was the beginning of the Protestant Reformation. The motto of the Reformation was, "After Darkness, Light." It marked the end of the dark ages and the beginning of the middle ages. The printing press was also invented then, and the Bible was printed into the common languages. The Reformation was known for five foundational truths, known as the five Solas: Sola Scriptura (Scripture alone), Sola Fide (Faith alone), Solus Christus (Christ alone), Sola Gratia (Grace alone), and Solo deo Gloria (for God's glory alone). Amen!
From the kitchen...frozen pizza. My daughter is at school this evening and my husband is eating a Jamaican soup his mom made him.
I am wearing...jeans, a t-shirt and a pull over.
I am reading...A Prisoner of Versailles by Golden Keyes Parsons. So cool because I can picture it since we were there this summer.
I am hoping...to have enough energy to work tonight. Some days the sleep deprivation of shift work kills me.
I am hearing...the train. Still loving my commute.
Around the house...my husband preached yesterday morning on the Paradox of the Cross. Pedro Rodriguez preached in the evening on why Christ spoke in parables. His preaching style is more teaching, and it always makes me think.
Our puppy has a kennel cough, which he probably picked up at the dog park. He's on antibiotics. We had to take him to the vet to remove a tic, too.
My eldest got herself a job at a bakery near to where she lives. I assume it's for the extra money rather than for the baked goods. We'll see if she starts to gain weight. :-)
My husband is working hard and has a course with homework on top of everything else.
I was pulled to another unit last Thursday night. Not a fan of that. It's stressful to be in a new place.
I thought my mom would come out to church yesterday since my husband was preaching, but she didn't. No explanation.
We're starting to use the hot tub again now that the weather is cooler.
One of my favourite things...good preaching.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Get together with friends on Friday night. Clean my house. Attend a housewarming party at my sister's condo on Saturday night. She kept her condo when she got married, and moved back now that she is widowed. Church on Sunday.

Guest Post by my Puppy, Kody

2011-10-25T22:23:00.000-07:00

Hi, I'm Kody. Pia is my mom, well, not my real mom, but she and her family adopted me. I lived with Ashley before I came to live here. I didn't realize how much I missed her until she came to visit me.

I am almost 11 months old, still just a puppy. I am a Huntaway, or New Zealand sheepdog. I am a relatively new breed. I'm a mix of Beauceron, Bloodhound, German Shepherd, Rotweiler and Golden Retriever. Most people think I look like a small German Shepherd. I probably won't get much bigger than my 70 pounds. I am told I have nice colouring and markings.

I've been to obedience school. I even have the embarassing graduation photos to prove it. Some days you wouldn't know I've been to school, though. Dad calls me Bad Boy. Mom says it's because I'm part Finn, whatever that means. I need a lot of exercise and Mom walks me every morning after her night shift, either 20 or 40 minutes. Dad (who doesn't like to be called my Dad) takes me to the dog park in the evening. I see my friends there. I especially like Zira and Edie.

When I'm at the Dog Park playing off leash with my friends and we see the gate open, we all look over to see who is arriving. It's kind of like being in a bar. Then we go over and sniff the new dog and play Chase. Some dogs play too rough, so I steer clear of them. Usually I signal that I want to leave by heading toward the gate so we can walk the trails.

I also like to swim in the creek. I don't like baths (an understatement), but I learned I like to swim. It started by just going in after the ball. When I got into deeper water I discovered I could swim. It's starting to get colder now, and darker earlier, but I still try to go in if they let me.

I don't get car sick any more. I look around and see other dogs on the street. Sometimes Dad takes me with him when he goes to pick up Leah from the train station.

I like to eat people food. It tastes so much better than kibble. My favourites are cheese, peanut butter and apples. Sometimes I get to taste meat, like chicken or ham. I also squeeze between Mom and the counter when she's preparing food, hoping she'll drop something. Pia's mom lives downstairs and she gives me special things like milk and homemade gingersnaps.

I have a good life. I get exercise, discipline, love, food and family. I like to be with people. I sleep by the door to guard them. Some afternoons Mom lets me sleep under her bed when she naps.

Interview with Inspiration

2011-10-24T05:33:00.000-07:00

By Pia Thompson

“And I have filled him with the Spirit of God in wisdom, in understanding, in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship, to design artistic works, to work in gold, in silver, in bronze, in cutting jewels for setting, in carving wood, and to work all manner of workmanship.” Exodus 31:3-5

“He has filled them with skill to do all manner of work of the engraver and the designer and the tapestry maker, in blue, purple and scarlet thread, and fine linen, and of the weaver—those who do every work and those who design artistic works.” Exodus 35:35

Pia: Today I’ve invited Inspiration to my blog. Welcome.
Inspiration: Yeah, thanks.
Pia: Many people have some acquaintance with you, especially artsy types. Maybe you can tell us a bit about yourself. What do you do for a living?
Inspiration: A living? Yeah, right. Well, mostly I work behind the scenes. You know, I fancy myself a Muse, of sorts. I have ideas. All these ideas. Floating. And sometimes, someone will ‘catch’ one, you know?
Pia: So, you don’t do anything concrete? Nine to five?
Inspiration: No, no. I don’t keep banker’s hours. I can work anywhere, anytime. Sometimes I work best when most people are sleeping. The problem is most people won’t wake up and write my ideas down. They assume they’ll remember in the morning, but inevitably, they don’t.
Pia: So do you feel you serve as a useful member of society?
Inspiration: Oh, yeah, for sure. Life isn’t just about the corporate world or even a hard day’s work. I like to think I’m the colour in a drab world. I inspire great creative works; music, poetry, novels, paintings, sculptures, dance, handicrafts, decorating, cooking, advertising, preaching. There’s no part of life you don’t find me.
Pia: So tell me about a typical day. Do you have an office?
Inspiration: I can work in one, but usually you’d just see me standing by the window, deep in thought.
Pia: So when it would seem to an onlooker that you were doing nothing, you’d actually be having a productive day?
Inspiration: I think so. But I only inspire. I’m all about ‘possibilities’. I suggest maybe five different directions a plot can take, and then it’s up to the Creative to choose one and run with it. I’m not responsible for their action or non-action. I’m merely the Muse.
Pia: Creatives? Do you mean artsy people?
Inspiration: I think Creative is a more accurate term. A writer, for example, may not be able to decorate a room or knit a scarf or even draw a stick person; yet they can create a whole world, like Lewis’ Narnia or Tolkien’s Middle Earth.
Pia: So, do you claim credit for every work of art and every novel ever written?
Inspiration: No, I wouldn’t make such a bold claim. There are so many factors involved. But I do flatter myself that I am the spark that ignites the flame. For some people I must be the firewood that keeps the fire going. I have to hold the hand of so many Creatives. They claim they can’t work without their Muse, their Inspiration. They don’t understand that after I give them their idea, they have to put their B.O.C. (butt-in-chair) and do the actual hard work. I can’t stay with one person all the time.
Pia: Do you work better in certain settings?
Inspiration: Oh, like in a cabin by a lake or in a crowded coffee shop?
Pia: Yes.
Inspiration: I work in different ways for different people. I can inspire during the night, during a boring lecture, on a commuter train, in nature. I see possibilities everywhere. I sometimes feel overwhelmed by all the potential projects out there.
Pia: Do you ever help to see anything through to completion?
Inspiration: Occasionally, but I’m often available only at intervals. I find something bewitching about new projects. The ‘next thing’ is always more appealing than the hard work of actually finishing a project.
Pia: I know that! I have a shelf of unfinished stories. As soon as the ideas ran dry, or the story didn’t flow, or the work was too difficult, I’d think of a new project. Should I blame you for that?
Inspiration: I’d rather receive credit than blame. I have feelings, too. Sometimes I can be offended and leave for a long time.
Pia: What lures you back to a person?
Inspiration: Sometimes certain music will remind me of when I first shared the idea with the person. Kind of like being in love and going back to the old haunts. Mostly, though, I’m impressed to see the dedication to the original idea; to see how they work with it, and sit down every day to plod. When they perspire, I inspire.
Pia: So you have no part in plodding?
Inspiration: No, no! Plodding is much too mundane. I’m all about light bulb moments and plot twists and planting seeds of future projects. The Creatives plod, I show up once in a while to cheer them on. Then I leave them to their work.
Pia: Do you enjoy your work?
Inspiration: What’s not to love? I make the world a beautiful place.
Pia: Well, I’ve heard that some Creatives have a love/hate relationship with their Muse. They love it when you’re there, and they hate it when you’re gone.
Inspiration: That’s good. I must have suggested that to you.
Pia: Maybe. That makes me wonder; who gets the credit for creating great works of art, you or the artist?
Inspiration: I think of it as a symbiotic relationship, but I must admit that God is the Ultimate Creative and people create to a lesser degree only as much as He has gifted them.
Pia: Well said. Thank you for coming to visit my Blog today, Inspiration.
Inspiration: Good bye, Pia. I hope to see you with your B.O.C., finishing those great story ideas I gave you.
Pia: (hanging head in shame). Yes, you will.

Zombies

2011-10-23T20:42:00.000-07:00

Outside my window...dark. I should be asleep but I’m up with my daughter who is watching a Zombie show. Quite gross. Too graphic and violent for me. Apparently this is a big new genre. I don't get it, but then I didn't get thevampire thing either.
I am thinking...I’m worried about my friend’s health concerns.
I am thankful ...our dinner party went well. I was feeling stressed but managed to get done with five minutes to spare. I made an amuse-bouche of meatball in apple butter and maple syrup, an appetizer/soup course of homemade tomato basil soup and grilled cheese made with calabrese bread and herbed havarti cheese, a layered salad in a margarita glass, macaroni and cheese, individual pot pies with herbed dumpling crust and apple pie tartlets with hazelnut vanilla coffee. Then we talked using a conversation prompt game called The Ungame. Then we played virtual bowling on x-box. It was fun.
From the kitchen...one of the rainbow trout my husband caught, salad,hassleback potatoes.
I am wearing...p.j’s.
I am reading...The Best of Me by Nicholas Sparks. Who am I to criticize a New York Times bestselling author? But his first three chapters were all backstory, he tells instead of shows, and he uses the word had up to ten times in a paragraph.
I am hoping...to find time to get my haircut this week.
I am hearing...The Walking Dead. Ewww.
Around the house...my daughter and her boyfriend came over for dinner today and then they went to the dog park with my husband and Kody while I had my afternoon nap.
One of my favourite things...books. I went to find a new release by one of my favourite authors, and it wasn’t there, so I consoled myself with nine others. Shhh, don’t tell.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. No other plans for the weekend, which is a nice change.

Interview with Compassion

2011-10-18T15:00:00.000-07:00

By Pia Thompson

Pia: Today I’ve invited Compassion to my blog. Welcome.
Compassion: Thank you so much for inviting me. I appreciate the time you’re spending with me.
Pia: No problem. I just wanted to begin by talking about your name. Most people have a vague understanding about it. They think of mercy and acts of kindness, but they may not know that Compassion literally means “suffering together.”
Compassion: Yes, it does.
Pia: I think a person can feel sympathy for someone who is suffering, or even empathy, imagining themselves in the same situation. But to get to the point of compassion is the next step. It’s an action word. It’s the time you roll up your sleeves and get to work, or you reach out to help in a tangible way. It’s not just crying over a problem.
Compassion: That’s a good way to describe it.
Pia: I remember that in the early years of our marriage, we talked about supporting a child in a developing country. We felt sympathy. We had the desire to act. But for one reason or another, or one excuse or another, we didn’t do it for several years. Once our daughters were school age, we finally chose a girl in Haiti, and she was educated alongside our own.
Compassion: That’s just wonderful. Thank you for doing that.
Pia: I’m not saying it to boast, because it was no hardship for us, but rather I regret that it took so long. We saw a need, but didn’t act on it. All the sympathy in the world won’t feed and educate a child. It’s that leap over to compassion after we are stirred up about something, that makes a difference.
Compassion: I understand.
Pia: I think it’s easier to show surface compassion, if you know what I mean. Like my example, sending money every month was relatively painless. Yes, it made a difference in the life of a little girl, but it didn’t really cost me. I didn’t suffer together with her.
Compassion: It’s still an act of kindness, and it did require action.
Pia: Yes, perhaps it was more of a kindness. When I think of compassion, I think of being there with a person in their extremity, like working in a slum with street kids, feeling the fear of violence like they do.
Compassion: Do you not see yourself as a compassionate person? After all, you’re an Oncology Nurse. Nurses in general are considered to be compassionate individuals, and some would argue that Oncology Nurses are even more so. It can’t be an easy field in which to work. Surely the emotional investment you speak of is involved in your work?
Pia: Yes and no. I think there is a bigger emotional investment in my patients because they’re facing a life-threatening illness. I think most people, when they think of an Oncology unit, think it must be the saddest place. Usually when someone hears I’m an Oncology Nurse, the response is always the same. They tilt their head to the side and say, “Aww, that must be sad.” Really. Every. Time. That’s why it was refreshing to go to the Oncology Nursing Conference. There were 7,000 Oncology Nurses who all understood. They “got” me. And we all wanted to do this job, and if it’s not wrong to say this, we like our jobs. It’s good to be there for someone, teach them what to expect so they’re not so scared, listen to their “story”, and be there for them. There is conversation, humour and very rarely, tears. So yes, there is some compassion there. I think I felt more compassion after we dealt with it in our family. My husband’s cancer made me a better oncology nurse because I understood what the caregiver was going through and how cancer impacts the whole family and all areas of life. But before you start to think too highly of me, let me tell you that I do keep my emotional distance from patients. It would be too much for me if I didn’t. I leave my work at work. I don’t interact with patients outside of work in any way. I have never attended the funeral of a patient. I do this on purpose. Maybe I don’t even have the emotional strength to be truly compassionate. I wonder, sometimes.
Compassion: Now, I don’t believe that! Tell me about some other concerns close to your heart.
Pia: Well, I have my daughter, Leah to thank for making me aware of some of these things. Through her, I learned about the International Justice Mission, modern day slavery, human trafficking, sexual exploitation, child labour and fair trade products. Through Falling Whistles, I learned about child soldiers in the Congo. I also care about medical missions like Mercy Ships and Christian Blind Mission; general missions like Emmanuel International or To Every Tribe; or Bible missions like Wycliffe Bible Translators or The Bible League. But again, sending money or wearing a whistle around my neck doesn’t seem like much.
Compassion: Don’t underestimate the need for senders and supporters. Perhaps that’s your role at this stage in your life.
Pia: Maybe.
Compassion: Do you think you’d feel better if you physically went over there?
Pia: Perhaps a short-term missions project. It’s been on my mind for quite a few years now. But again, that leap from desire to action just hasn’t happened.
Compassion: Far be it from me to hold you back, but you also need to look to God for His timing, and then you’ll see all the pieces fall into place. When the time is right, you may go, but in the meantime, keep responding to those promptings to do what you can where you are. And also know that there are many ways to ‘suffer together’ with some here in your own country. Ask God to bring those situations into your life.
Pia: Thank you so much, Compassion. You always make me feel better. Sometimes I feel so useless as a Christian. I feel like the extent of my action is signing a cheque. I know I need to continue to be faithful in that, and ask God for new opportunities to serve. It’s a hurting world out there.
Compassion: It was a pleasure to be here. Let me give you a big, compassionate hug.

His and Hers Wedding

2011-10-17T22:25:00.000-07:00

October 17, 2011.

Outside my window...cold and drizzling. It's supposed to rain a lot this week. I'm wearing my winter coat for the first time this fall. It's also getting dark earlier. Oh, Canada!
I am thinking...we attended a Muslim wedding of our former neighbours last night. We've been to one before, but this was different because they had men in one banquet room and women and children in another. So there were no common speeches or stuff like that. He joined her for some pictures, though. I was the only non-Indian, non-Muslim woman in the room. The only people we knew were the groom's family. It started two hours late. We were starting to feel welcome, but had to leave as we had an out of town guest. The food would have been good. We only had appetizers.
I am hoping...to get a favourable response to a query I sent to the editor of a Christian magazine. It's my first one. It may be the first rejection letter I receive, but that's how I learn, I guess.
I am thankful for...my husband's successful fishing trip. When he came home a day earlier than expected I thought it either went really well or really poorly. He came home with five rainbow trout, each about five pounds, and a pike. We gave away four already. We're eating one tomorrow and the other on Sunday when my daughter and her boyfriend are coming for dinner.
I am wearing...black yoga pants, a pink t-shirt and a sweater.
From the kitchen...chicken breasts, hassleback potatoes and green beans.
I am hearing...conversations on the train.
I am reading...A Proper Wife by Winnie Griggs.
Around the house...I'm actually burning some fat by walking the dog for 45 minutes a day. The colder it gets, the faster we walk. My youngest daughter was on t.v. today, on Much Music Live, talking about a concert she attended last night. She looks very confident in front of the camera. My eldest was home for one day this week, to take her final driving test. She practiced parallel parking right before the test. Some random toothless guy came up to her and gave her a few pointers, which helped. We told her he must have been an angel in disguise. :)
One of my favourite things...when my puppy sleeps under my bed while I nap.
Some plans for the week...work Monday, Wednesday and Thursday night. Prep for our dinner party on Saturday night. My theme is Autumn Comfort. I'm mostly organized. Church on Sunday. Host my daughter and her boyfriend for dinner.

Interview with Selfishness

2011-10-17T10:04:00.000-07:00

By Pia Thompson

“Let nothing be done through selfish ambition or conceit, but in lowliness of mind let each esteem others better than himself. Let each of you look out not only for his own interests, but also for the interests of others.” Phil. 2: 3, 4

Pia: Today I’d like to welcome Selfishness to my blog. Thank you for coming.
Selfishness: Yes, well, I was rather busy. My time is valuable, you know.
Pia: Yes, I appreciate that. We all have the same 24 hours in a day.
Selfishness: True, but you don’t know everything I have to accomplish in a day! My To Do list is as long as your arm.
Pia: Out of curiosity, what does your list look like for today?
Selfishness: Well, first, I had to have my morning coffee. Everyone knows not to talk to me during my first cup of coffee. I need my space.
Pia: Sadly, I can relate to that. I basically have a no-fly zone around me until I’ve had two cups of coffee. If my husband calls from work, the first thing he asks is, “First cup or second?” If I say, “First,” he’ll say, “Okay, bye,” hang up and call back later. It’s sad to be such a slave to my addictions that people fear to approach. Even my kids know not to ask a favour until afterwards, or the answer is likely to be No.
Selfishness: There’s nothing wrong with a routine, or some ‘me’ time, is there? After my coffee I have a leisurely breakfast, often the same thing every day.
Pia: Me, too.
Selfishness: Again, it’s good to know what you want, and how you like things done. Less confusion that way. People learn what you expect of them and you can be expected to be consistent.
Pia: Or inflexible. What’s next on your plan?
Selfishness: I exercise for an hour.
Pia: Exercise is good. We need to be good stewards of the body we’ve been given.
Selfishness: I don’t know about that, but I do care about my appearance, and I want to live as long as possible. Speaking of appearance, I tend to take quite a while to get ready. I like to think I’m worth the wait, though. I have my favourite products; I must have them even though they cost more. They’re such good quality and they promise to keep me young looking. Make-up is so important for looking one’s best, don’t you think? I mean, to bring out your best features, camouflage any imperfections. And salon quality hair products make all the difference. That, and a person who knows what they’re doing. I go to Andre’s on Avenue Road, but I also took a course on makeup artistry and hair styling. I also try to keep up with the latest styles.
Pia: I see. Back to your list.
Selfishness: Well, then I had the interview here with you. How long will it take? I have an appointment with my nail-lady. I’m going to get a French manicure. I like that look on me. It’s very classy, like me! Ha, ha, just kidding!
Pia: It should only take a few more minutes. Where are you off to after you get your nails done?
Selfishness: Well, I was planning to shop. Retail therapy cures wait ails you. It’s already October and I haven’t even purchased my new fall wardrobe. All my sweaters are in last year’s colours! And there’s a new style of boots I must get.
Pia: Is there something wrong with last year’s clothes?
Selfishness: Pardon me?
Pia: Are they worn out?
Selfishness: No, of course not. But they’re unwearable.
Pia: What do you do with your old clothes?
Selfishness: Usually nothing. They stay in my ample walk in closet, colour coded and organized by type of clothing. I could stand in there all day and just admire my collection. And the shoes! I have shoes to match each outfit.
Pia: Do you ever give them away?
Selfishness: (blank look) To whom?
Pia: Oh, I don’t know. There are plenty of charities who accept gently used clothing.
Selfishness: Who would want to wear someone else’s old clothes? No, I wouldn’t do that.
Pia: After shopping, what’s next?
Selfishness: I’m meeting my girlfriends, Vanity and Epicurean for lunch. There’s a new restaurant uptown that has a famous chef. He makes delicious meals that are so pretty on the plate. There’s not much to the serving sizes, but we just solve that by ordering more courses. When we’re there we often see famous people. And they see us, too.
Pia: Sounds...interesting. What about your afternoon?
Selfishness: My friends and I are going to the new exhibit at the museum. Everyone else has already been to see it and I can’t not go! I love the arts! They’re so important to support.
Pia: Do you support any charities?
Selfishness: Do you mean, like giving to the museum fund?
Pia: No, I was thinking along the lines of supporting Christian organizations or social causes; helping those less fortunate than you.
Selfishness: Well, let me see. I did pass on some of my knowledge about makeup artistry to my friend’s sister. She really needed the help. Does that count?
Pia: It’s not really what I had in mind. They say you can tell what matters to a person by looking at their calendar and their chequebook. Do you do anything that costs you, either in time or money or convenience?
Selfishness: Oh, I see. That’s why you think I should give away some of my clothes. Well, I may get a few things together, if I find the time. Have I mentioned how busy I am?
Pia: Yes, I think you may have mentioned that. Where are you going after the museum?
Selfishness: Well, after exercising, and then all that walking from shopping and the museum, I’m sore all over. I’m going for a massage.
Pia: A massage?
Selfishness: Yes. It’s absolutely necessary or I’ll be too stiff to accomplish anything tomorrow. I have a big party to plan and I need to be ready for it. I have a regular masseuse who gives the most delicious massages. They use scented oils, aromatherapy, and the men who work there are my eye candy. (wink) It’s my little indulgence for the day.
Pia: That’s quite a full day.
Selfishness: I know! Didn’t I tell you I was busy? If the massage wasn’t so relaxing, I’d need an afternoon nap. Most days I do. Just 30 to 60 minutes with no distractions; on the deck in the summer, on the couch with a roaring fireplace in the winter. I love naps. I don’t know why toddlers fight them. They’re just the thing.
Pia: What’s for supper? Are you making your family’s favourite?
Selfishness: Oh, no, you must be joking. We either eat out, so we all get what we like, or it’s every man for himself. I like to think I’m teaching them independence. They’ll thank me when they’re older.
Pia: Do you need to help your kids with their homework or take them to music lessons or sports?
Selfishness: Oh, no! I’m much too busy for that.
Pia: So you said.
Selfishness: Yes, the computer is great for helping with homework. There’s that wiki-thing.
Pia: Wikipedia?
Selfishness: Yes, that, or they walk to the library and study with their friends. I don’t want a crowd around in the evening. I need to relax after a full day. They don’t want to hang out with me anyway. As for sports or lessons, I told them I don’t have time to be their chauffeur. I’m a busy woman. Have I mentioned that?
Pia: Maybe once or twice.
Selfishness: Besides, by the evening, I’m exhausted. What more can one woman do? I need to put my feet up, have a glass of wine and watch a romantic comedy.
Pia: Do you do anything to improve yourself?
Selfishness: Haven’t you been listening, my dear? Everything I’ve done is for me! To improve my health, my appearance, my cultural awareness, my social standing, my acquaintances, my perfect little family. What more could I possibly be doing? There are only so many hours in a day and I’m just one woman. I can’t be expected to change the world, can I?
Pia: You could try.
Selfishness: (looking at watch) Well, I really need to go. My nails are atrocious and I can’t be late for my appointment. This went longer than I expected.
Pia: I’m sorry. I know your time is valuable and you’re a very busy woman. This talk has been an eye-opener. I think just hearing you tell me about your plans today has made me see how much you’ve been an influence on my life and my thinking.
Selfishness: That’s very kind of you to say so, dear. I do hope we can get together again, soon, maybe for coffee or lunch at that new bistro. I heard their calamari is delectable. Oh, and will you send me a copy of this interview? I want to show it to my friends. They’ll never believe I found the time in my busy day to be interviewed. But you know me; I like to think of others.

Thanksgiving, Big Time!

2011-10-12T13:03:00.000-07:00

Oct.12,2011.

Outside my window...overcast, and beginning to rain. I don't mind, since I'm working, but my husband is on a fishing trip. It was a hot, sunny weekend, which was great for Thanksgiving because we were able to stay out on the deck most of the day.
I am thinking...I was asked to do a five minute report at the SGF Assembly in November, on the Pastors' and Elders' Wives conference, which I already summarized below. For those of you with no fear of public speaking, you probably think, "What's the big deal?" But my first response was, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" but then I thought I should take this opportunity to grow, after all, I'm a big girl!
I am hoping...my husband has a good time. He wasn't able to find his bag of fishing lures even though we searched through every closet.
I am thankful for...how smoothly the day went yesterday. 27 people for dinner, all the food turned out, there was more than enough, the dog was fine with the crowd, my husband shared a few passages of Scripture before he prayed, and it was fun. We fit so much better in this house. Such a blessing! But since it was Thanksgiving, I'll share a few more things I'm thankful for: my salvation, my church, my Pastor, the Scriptures, fellowship of other believers, my husband, my marriage, my children, my extended family, my health, my job, our vehicle, my commute, a full pantry, my freedom, my country, my hobbies, my computer, my friends. I saw this quote the other day:
"What if what you had today was only what you thanked God for yesterday? What would you still have?" Jeff Eastwood
I am wearing...jeans and a printed green top, a black windbreaker.
From the kitchen...turkey pot pie with herbed dumpling crust, a.k.a leftovers.
I am hearing...Cupcake Wars.
I am reading...Hook, Line and Sinker by Susan May Warren.
Around the house...all cleaned up from the party. We ate the whole barnyard; turkey, ham, roast beef, and curried goat. Plus appetizers of bacon-wrapped scallops, stuffed mushroom caps, oriental party pack, pumpernickel and spinach dip, veggie platter. Side dishes of mashed potatoes, rice and peas, candied yams, carrots, parsnips, corn, tabouleh, brussel sprouts with honey, cauliflower with cheese sauce. Desserts of northern blueberry pie, pumpkin pie, cherry cheesecake, cookies and cream, and caramel apple cheesecake. Plus pina colada punch, berry punch, beer, wine, coffee and tea. Delish!
My husband has left for his three night fishing trip. I'll miss him, but it's better that he's gone during the weekdays when I'm working. He kept talking about how much he'll miss me, which is nice to hear.
My mom hasn't been out to church for six weeks now. At first she said it was because of John's death, and she was crying so much, but I think she is under conviction from the gospel and she'd rather avoid church than feel uncomfortable. I hope she gets so uncomfortable she flees to Jesus for relief! Lord, please save my Mom!
It was nice to have both girls home for the weekend. They were a big help with the prep.
I am over my cold for the most part. I missed last week at work. My husband put away the picnic table for the winter. I think it's too early. It's depressing to look out at that ugly blue tarp over the swing.
One of my favourite things...when writing flows. My Interviews With...have been a pleasure to write. Within two hours each one is done, and with very little editing. I'll post my Interview with Selfishness and my Interview with Compassion later this week. I had good feedback about Fear, and Darkness. So far, though, Selfishness has been the most convicting, partly because it seemed so easy to write from that viewpoint, and because it's something I struggle with (but not enough). It was more a part of me than Fear or Darkness, which were external. I sometimes had trouble knowing which one I was; Pia or Selfishness.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Lazy Saturday. Sunday night we are attending a wedding reception for another one of our Muslim neighbours from our old neighbourhood. It's nice to keep in touch with them.

Interview with Darkness

2011-10-06T06:10:00.000-07:00

By Pia Thompson

“Hello Darkness, my old friend. I’ve come to speak with you again.”
Simon and Garfunkel

Pia: Today I’ve invited darkness to my blog. You don’t mind if I keep the lights on, do you Darkness?
Darkness: Well, yes, but I’ll put my sunglasses on. The glare, you know.
Pia: It also hides your eyes. You like to keep things hidden, don’t you?
Darkness: I have that effect. But then, most people like me for that reason. I can keep their secrets. I enable them to sin without fear of discovery.
Pia: Yes, I can see how they would think that, if they didn’t know the God who sees all. Light and darkness are the same to Him. We can’t hide.
Darkness: Thankfully, I’ve convinced most people otherwise.
Pia: I suppose you wouldn’t get the dread or respect you do if people saw how easily you could be driven away.
Darkness: Yes, dread and respect. That’s a good way to put it. Most people don’t love me. They appreciate what I give them. A cover, a cloak. Others dread me not for my own sake, but for the sake of the things they imagine I’m concealing; Bogey men or violence.
Pia: Once, when I was young, a boy locked me and his sister in my closet. I remember the feelings I had in the darkness. It was the middle of the day, but it was so dark in there, there weren’t even any shadows and my eyes wouldn’t adjust to it. The darkness seemed to close in on me. I felt the clothes over my head and the toys on the floor. I was crying and begging him to let us out. His sister tried to command him, but he didn’t do it for a long time. I never thought I was claustrophobic, but I started to find it hard to breathe. When he finally opened the door, I felt such relief. I never looked at that closet in the same way. And I’ve always feared getting trapped, since then. Whenever I’d hear about someone being trapped in a walk-in freezer, or a mine, or children hiding in an old appliance and suffocating, I could remember that place and those feelings.
Darkness: It’s funny how that happens. I show up and all kinds of imaginary things join me. I’m not so malignant, you know. Just an absence of light.
Pia: You’re not so innocent, Darkness. You said yourself that you like to provide people with a covering for their evil deeds. Do you not feel any sense of responsibility for your part in it?
Darkness: If you’re asking if I enjoy it any sense, then yes, I do. I feel I bring out a person’s true self. I help lower their inhibitions. People do things in darkness they’d never do in the light.
Pia: Yes, I know that from personal experience, sadly.
Darkness: Care to elaborate?
Pia: Not really. Paul says, “For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light. And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather, expose them. For it is shameful even to speak of those things which are done of them in secret. But all things that are exposed are made manifest by the light, for whatever makes manifest is light.” Ephesians 5:8, 11-13
Darkness: Ahh, my arch-enemy, Light. You had to bring him into this, didn’t you?
Pia: Well, you know that just as you symbolize evil, so light is a symbol for the highest good, God Himself; Jesus Christ. He said He was the Light of the world, and Peter says we’ve been “called out of darkness into His marvellous light.” It’s when I think about Jesus, and His power to create Light by speaking into darkness, it chases away shadows and fears.
Darkness: Funny how even shadows can frighten. They are only hints of the deeper darkness to follow, yet people see in them all manner of things.
Pia: You’re right. My sister and I were often alone most evenings because our Mom worked in a restaurant. Sometimes we’d watch t.v. shows we shouldn’t have, like Night Gallery or Dracula. I’d have a hard time turning out the light. I’d check in my closets and under my bed, and then turn out the light and scan the corners of my attic bedroom with my flashlight. The problem was, as soon as I’d finish one side of the room, I’d have to start over because I feared “something” had moved into the darker corner. Checking under the bed was never reassuring. I thought as soon as I fell asleep, a trap door would open up under my bed, releasing the Bogey Man. I never let my hands or feet dangle over the bed. That was just inviting danger.
Darkness: (laughing) Oh, I love it! I don’t even have to do anything and I set people trembling.
Pia: You’re not always bad, though. Sometimes the darkness can give me a feeling of solitude. In the silence, it’s easier to pray, and easier to talk about difficult issues when no one can see our faces. It’s easier to confess and seek forgivenss.
Darkness: Finally, some positive feedback. You’d think I was personally responsible for every evil in the world.
Pia: No, but you symbolize it, and you are the ultimate end for those who don’t know Christ. Hell is a place described in terms of “outer darkness” and the “blackness of darkness forever”. Darkness also implies being alone and terrified. Hell is a fearful place, but “He has delivered us from the power of darkness, and conveyed us into the kingdom of the Son of His love, in whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins. “ Colossians 1:13
Darkness: I am what I am. Take it or leave it.
Pia: Well, you’re here to stay for now. In Heaven, there will be no Night. It’s the opposite of hell. There will be nothing to fear.
Darkness: I guess I’ll still be working then, in that other place.
Pia: Job security will be little comfort then. Let’s talk about threats and memories, and how they come back in the darkness.
Darkness: Some of my favourite topics. What about them?
Pia: I’ve noticed that you can use one fearful event, even one that didn’t take place in darkness, like a physical assault or a threat of violence, and it comes back magnified in the dark.
Darkness: (clapping his hands) Yes! Yes! I love that! I didn’t even instigate the original event. I just provide the setting, create the mood, add a few unexplained sounds around the house, suggest to your mind that maybe you didn’t lock the door, and suddenly those threatening phone calls you’ve been receiving make you jump when the phone rings. Or you have flashbacks about a real event. So much mileage just by one turn of the earth.
Pia: Well, thank you for visiting my blog tonight. Perhaps you should go before the sun comes to chase you and your shadows away.
Darkness: (rising to leave and removing his glasses to reveal coal black eyes) Yes, I’ll go, but remember it’s always night time somewhere in the world.

Change of Seasons Cold

2011-10-03T14:24:00.000-07:00

October 3, 2011.

Outside my window...cool, grey, rainy. As the Carpenters sang, "Rainy days and Mondays always get me down."
I am thinking...I'm glad I went to the conference on Saturday even though I was sick. See the summary below. It was good to see friends. We're in a good fellowship of churches. I missed church yesterday though. That doesn't happen very often. I listened to some sermons online at faith-baptist.ca
I am hoping...to get over this cough and cold. I tend to get them when the seasons change. I'm missing work tonight. Immunosuppressed patients don't need me coughing on them. Last night my husband said, "If you're going to cough all night, go sleep in the guest room." I guess the honeymoon is over after 25 years. :)
I am thankful for...my job; specifically my benefits. It's good to be able to take time off for bereavement or illness, and not have to worry about losing income.
I am wearing...jeans, a burgundy sweater and a black cardigan. Oh, and a new pair of wool socks my mom knit me.
From the kitchen...Jewish penicillin, a.k.a. homemade chicken soup, chicken salad sandwiches and raspberry pie.
I am hearing...a sermon by my husband, which I missed when I was at the Carey conference. He just quoted me. So funny.
I am reading...Pompeii, City on Fire by T.L.Higley. To say I love it is an understatement. It's especially cool because I can picture all the places since we were just there a few weeks ago. It was an exciting story and really showed what life was like for early Christians, patricians, slaves and gladiators.
Around the house...No energy to do anything. My house needs to be cleaned but the maid (me) is sick. We are having 26 people for dinner in a week and there is a lot to do. We're having the carpets steam cleaned on Friday. My youngest went apple picking. I'm anticipating good desserts from them. My aunt in Finland who is 57 is just from surgery to remove a 20 centimetre tumour from her abdomen. That's a huge tumour!
One of my favourite things...fresh honeycrisp apples.
Some plans for the week...hopefully work on Tuesday and Wednesday night. Buy our turkey and ham. Clean and decorate. Host a homey Thanksgiving dinner for family and friends.

Mentoring and Being Mentored

2011-10-02T15:44:00.000-07:00

Yesterday at Trinity Baptist Church, the SGF Ladies who are wives of either Pastors or Elders met to discuss Mentoring and Being Mentored. Thirty five women attended, representing 18 churches.

The morning began with singing, led by Sonya Tomlinson. Then Eva Robinson, wife of Pastor David Robinson spoke about Life in the Fishbowl.Here is a summary.

-People are always watching us and making judgments about our decisions; how we school our children, how we parent them, how they behave, or don't, what purchases we make, like cars or homes.
-It's important that we make all of our decisions before an Audience of One.
-We need to realize we are very priveleged to be in this role. We can use our time to glorify God in every area of our lives.
-Our lives are wrapped up in the needs of those in the church. This leads to teaching moments for our children.
-Hospitality is a great privelege.
-Don't place expectations on your children just because they are Pastor's Kids, but because they are believers (if thy are).
-Don't be a people pleaser.
-Involve your kids in ministry so it becomes normal for them.
-Keep balance in your life. Learn to say No.
-Don't be a slave to people's expectations.
-Ministry can be exhausting. (Call Display is a blessing).
-Seek to be joyful.

Heather Muller, wife of Pastor Carl Muller spoke on Life in the Closet. Here is a summary.

-Prayer is a difficult challenge. When Heather taught on this previously for the ladies, she had sent out a questionnaire to many Pastors and Missionaries all over the world, asking what are the challenges and helps to prayer. She shares one from Geoffrey Thomas of Wales.
-Challenges? unbelief, laziness and love of ease.
-What helps? Nothing much. Hearing a sermon on preaching stirs me up for a while, then it's back to the struggle.

Why Read God's Word?
-We need it. We don't live by bread alone.
-We need to be reminded through Biblical history that God is faithful. He can be trusted.
-It strengthens our soul, storing up Scripture for our battles.
-To learn daily.
-The world is a dark place. Sad things have a cumulative, sobering effect on our lives.
-To be reminded of promises bcause we are forgetful.
-To be reminded that God loves us. Leadership can be lonely.
-He is powerful to save. Don't get discouraged.
-To remind us we won't be cast out.
-Sermon audio, headphones (to block distractions). Youversion. Bible reading apps (12 minutes/day).

Why should we Pray?
-We are commanded to pray.
-To thank God for blessings, and even difficult circumstances.
-It's wrong to be unthankful.
-We have sins to confess. Be specific (sins get between us and God).
-It helps us find strength, balance and persepective.
-We can pray for others. This is the best thing we can do for anyone.
-To be a fellow-labourer in the ministries of the church.
-Because we have an adversary; we need to arm ourselves.
-To pray for our husbands; for wisdom and strength.
"Satan trembles when he sees the weakest saint upon his knees."
-Keep a prayer journal. Lists. Note answered prayers.
-Pastor's moral strength: sexual temptation, computers, e-mail.
-Pray through the church Directory.
-Always pray, and not lose heart.
-The closet is the most important room in the house.

Pamela Fellows, wife of Roger Fellows spoke on being Lost in the Crowd. Here is a summary.
-Pastor Al Martin said the loneliest person in the church is the Pastor’s wife. We are not talking about isolation, but being lonely even though surrounded by others, and active in the church.

Causes of Loneliness
-Temperament—shy, lacking in confidence, sensitive as to how others see us, feel inadequate
-Discouragement—can result in feeling lonely; perhaps feeling misunderstood
-Can become introspective, may suffer depression.
-Dissatisfaction with the congregation.
-Criticism of the ministry.
-Criticism of the family.
-Perceived failure not to meet the expectations of congregation.
-Own poor spiritual state. We can wear a spiritual mask.
-Could include health, lack of sleep, time of month or even time of life.
-Concern over children not yet saved. Behaviour of our children. PK (Pastor’s kid) expectations.
-Can’t share personal problems with members of the congregation—feel isolated.
-Difficulty of having close friends within the church.
-Husband spends long hours in study, visitation, board meetings, personal counselling—may feel abandoned.
-New Situations—new church in new locality, motherhood, retirement, change of function in church, sensory changes with age.

Effects of Loneliness
If loneliness is not handled correctly it may lead to self pity, self absorption, blaming God for our situation, blaming others, often husband or family. Also the following could be included; bitterness, unable to accept help or friendship of others, spiritual coolness, distraction, unapproachable, withdrawn, low self-esteem.

Handling Loneliness
-Don’t deny the condition; rather accept it and work on it.
-Pray. Cultivate a thankful attitude.
-Remedy loneliness-Be activate in helping others. Don’t throw a pity party.
-Turn loneliness into being solitary. Be positive about being lonely. It allows us to reflect inwardly and better understand ourselves and recognize our worth in God’s sight.
-Pray for a close friend—someone to share and pray with. Prepare to be vulnerable. Don’t feel you have to be the one always ministering.
-Remember that God sets the lonely in families (Ps. 68:6). We are part of his family in the local church.
-Recommended books: Singing in the Fire by Faith Cook and Deserted by God by Sinclair Ferguson.

Our main speaker was Cathy Clemens, wife of Jim Clemens. She spoke on Mentoring and Being Mentored.
Read Titus 2:1,3-5

Mentoring: Developing more meaningful relationships with other women of God by giving away what you have received on your own journey as a woman of God.
-Everyone is younger or older than someone else. We can all mentor someone or benefit from being mentored.
-Letters.
-By example. A younger woman won’t be helped to live a godly life if she doesn’t see the example in you.
-One on one conversation. Meet for coffee. Learn to listen, not just talk.
-Ladies’ meetings.
-Study God’s Word.
-Hospitality.
-Seasons of life.
-Mentor our children. This is our first opportunity.

Interview with Fear

2011-09-30T14:17:00.000-07:00

By Pia Thompson

Pia: Today, I’m speaking with Fear. He is well known to most of us. Fear has been a constant companion to many, a casual acquaintance to others. Welcome to my blog today, Fear.
Fear: Thank you. It’s my pleasure to be here. Always good to see you, again, Pia.
Pia: Now, Fear, you and I are well, I wouldn’t say old friends, but we do have a history at the very least.
Fear: Yes, we do have a history. I’d like to think we still have a connection. Wouldn’t you?
Pia: Yes, well, for the sake of those who don’t know you as well, I’ll introduce you. Fear first made an appearance in my life after the death of my Father. I was three, my sister was five. Fear is a near relative of Insecurity. Some say the family resemblance often makes it difficult to tell them apart.
Fear: If I may interject, I think I’m stronger than my cousin. Insecurity is far too fretful.
Pia: Yes, I agree. But you both bullied me in my early years.
Fear: Such a strong word, bullying. We don’t do any more than you allow us to do. Please don’t play victim with me.
Pia: Anyway, my mother turned to alcohol to cope. I felt very alone. She was often depressed and would sit in the dark at home. I remember hearing on the news about a single mom who drove into the water, killing herself and her two daughters. I remember asking, “You wouldn’t do that, would you, Mom?” Somehow her reassurances didn’t help.
And because my father died young in a car accident, I feared the same could happen to my mother and we’d be left alone.
Fear: If I may, how am I to blame for any of this? Did I drive the car that killed your father?
Pia: No, but you and your cousin whispered to me on those many nights when I slept with the light on.
Fear: Don’t bring my cousin, Darkness into this. Let’s just stick to you and me.
Pia: Very well. I turned inward. I may have been more naturally shy being the younger sibling. But in my school years, I became painfully shy, beyond description. I was the queen of malingering, pretending to be sick to avoid the stress of school. Because of my home life, I spent many nights sleeping over with friends. I was drawn to “whole” families who loved each other, talked and joked. I knew that’s what I wanted if I ever had a family.
Fear: Excuse me while I dab at my tears. So touching.
Pia: No one would ever accuse you of being sensitive, Fear. But I do have to thank you.
Fear: Thank? Me? Whatever for?
Pia: You are a motivator of sorts. You helped me want to escape, find a better life; happiness.
Fear: Did I succeed?
Pia: Yes, but I wouldn’t go so far in giving you all the credit. When I first heard the gospel, it was fear of judgment that motivated me to come to Christ, although it was love that kept me. I knew when I heard the bad news, that it was true. I was a sinner and I deserved to suffer the wrath of God. When I heard the Good News, that God had provided a way of escape through Jesus Christ, I ran into the arms of a Father who would never leave me alone. This was the beginning of my life as a Christian. But you didn’t leave me, Fear.
Fear: Well, not to boast, but I am faithful.
Pia: I knew my fears were inconsistent with a life of faith, that they showed a lack of trust in God, but a lifetime with you wasn’t easy to shake.
Fear: Oh, I recall being kicked to the curb more than once.
Pia: Yes, it was those Bible verses. They helped me see you for what you really were.

“ Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by your name;
You are Mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.
When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned,
Nor shall the flame scorch you.”
Isaiah 43:1,2

Then said I:
“ Ah, Lord GOD!
Behold, I cannot speak, for I am a youth.”
But the LORD said to me:
“ Do not say, ‘I am a youth,’
For you shall go to all to whom I send you,
And whatever I command you, you shall speak.
Do not be afraid of their faces,
For I am with you to deliver you,” says the LORD.
“ Behold, I have put My words in your mouth.“
Jeremiah 1:6-8

“ For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”
2 Timothy 1:7

Pia: Why are you covering your ears, Fear?
Fear: I thought this was an interview, not Pick-on-Fear Day.
Pia: So what have you been doing with yourself, lately? Besides hiding in closets and under beds?
Fear: Ouch. Although there is merit in those things you mentioned. Some people never shake well established childhood fears. Get ‘em early, I always say. But to answer your question, I’ve left you alone for quite a while now, haven’t I?
Pia: Yes. Some of my fears and insecurites fell away as I became an adult, others left as I matured as a Christian. Once I learned how easily I could make you flee, by prayer and the Scriptures, I became more confident.
Fear: See, you found yourself a Christian man, built yourself that dream Christian family you always wanted, with love and laughter and joy. Oh, excuse me a moment while I bring up my lunch.
Pia: You’re right and wrong. My mother stopped drinking when I was seventeen. The lights turned on, quite literally. I began to know her and we now have a great relationship. God blessed me with a husband and a family. He showed mercy to me by also saving my children. Yes, I have a happy family life, like I had always dreamed. But it’s not all sweetness and light. We live in a fallen world. My husband developed bone cancer in his leg thirteen years ago.
Fear: He’s alive, isn’t he? What does that have to do with me?
Pia: Yes, he’s alive, thank God. God spared him, and all of us. During that time though, I had no assurances he would survive. I’m an oncology nurse. I know that not everyone has a happy ending. I was afraid he would die. Our girls were 6 and 8 at the time. I feared they would grow up without a Dad, like I did.
Fear: But they didn’t. I’ve kept away since then,let you go on with your storybook life, in a beautiful house in the suburbs, with your mother living with you, and a dog, no less!
Pia: Yes, life is good. I thank God for His blessings. I know I don’t deserve them. Now, though, I see your subtlety. You’re not attacking in the old way. Now you dress up in opportunities.
Fear: Please explain how I manage to scare you by opportunities.
Pia: Fear of failure is a great motivator. It makes me work hard. But fear of success is different. I know that in order to succeed, I need to take risks, step out of my comfortable world, and risk rejection. Sometimes it’s safer to stay in mediocrity; not promoting myself, not finishing writing my books, because then I’d have to push the baby from the nest. What if it doesn’t fly? Suddenly I’m an insecure child again, afraid of the world out there. All alone. That’s why I just blog for myself and keep my partially finished manuscripts on a shelf. It makes me feel I’m working towards something without ever getting there.
Fear: So, let me get this straight. I am responsible for the bad things in your life, and the good things? I keep you in your mediocre existence so you won’t take chances because of your fear of failure AND your fear of success? I didn’t know I was that good. I need to update my resume. I impress myself!
Pia: No, Fear. You’re still loathsome, no matter what form you take. But I’m wise to you. I see how you operate and I don’t have to allow you to freeze me in time. I learned long ago that you are not invincible.
Fear: Well, so happy for your insights. Glad we had this little chat, but I must be going, scaring little children and all that, you know.
Pia: I can’t say I’m sad to see you go, but I am glad we had this talk. You’re not so intimidating in person. I thought you’d be taller. And I totally wasn’t expecting the British accent.
Fear: (rising to leave) Goodbye, Pia. I’m sure I’ll see you again sometime. Think of me when you can’t finish writing something. I may be around the corner, holding hands with Success.

Time of Life

2011-09-26T21:45:00.000-07:00

September 26, 2011.

Outside my window...a rare, hot fall day, 29 C, but it's supposed to rain the rest of the week.
I am thinking...We're getting to the age where our friends' parents are dying. Our best man's mom died this weekend. She was a sweet lady. She was a real energizer bunny at church back in the day. She developed Alzheimer's and was cared for at home by her daughter-in-law for many years. She broke her hip last week and stopped eating. Christian funerals are so different. A friend at church told me they were once at a funeral home and the funeral director had to come and ask them to keep it down, because they were talking and laughing and it upset another funeral where they were wailing.
I am hoping...to blog at least three times a week until the end of the year.
I am thankful for...my home. It's big enough that I actually offered to host 27 people for Thanksgiving dinner!
I am wearing...my uniform, at work of course.
From the kitchen...bbq sausage in a bun and grilled banana with brown sugar.
I am hearing...my co-workers talking.
I am reading...31 Days to Finding your Blogging Mojo by Bryan Allain. Very funny.
Around the house...I ended up being off all last week because of bereavement leave. See the blog about the funeral.
One of my favourite things...they've added an extra GO train in the morning, so I get home 30 minutes sooner. Nice.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Attend a conference at Trinity Baptist Church on Saturday, for the wives of Pastors and Elders. Church on Sunday.

The Wonder of the Cross

2011-09-25T18:17:00.000-07:00

"But we preach Christ crucified, to the Jews a stumbling block and to the Greeks foolishness, but to those who are called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God." Rom. 1:23,24

As Christians, we love the Cross. To us, it is a symbol of our redemption. For it was on a cross that Jesus died for our sins. He purchased us. He paid the price we owed. He absorbed the wrath of God in His own person. If not for the work of Christ on the cross, we would have no hope of Heaven.

Over the centuries,the offence of the cross has diminished. People see it as jewellery, no more significant than a star or a peace sign.
But what if we wore a hangman's noose on a chain around our necks? Or an electric chair? What if we sang songs about the wonder of those things? Then we'd see how offensive the cross was to the people of the first century. It was an instrument of torture and execution, a place reserved for the worst criminals. It was, to modern sensibilites, cruel and unusual punishment. It was not the quick death of a lethal injection, a guillotine or even a firing squad.

Why do Christians love to talk about the death of this One? In the hymn, O Sacred Head, it says, "Yet though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine."

We see it through eyes of faith. If Christ had not suffered there, the Just for the unjust, we would have to pay for our own sins. It is, in one symbol, or one word, an image of what Christ accomplished for us. His victory is our victory. That's why we glory in the Cross!

Funerals

2011-09-24T17:43:00.000-07:00

The occasion of my brother-in-law's funeral this weekend has made me think about funerals and death. I even woke up from a nightmare this morning. In it someone was walking by, and then someone said, "Look who else is here." The person following was John, as he appeared in his casket last night.
I guess as much as I thought I was handling it, I think it still creeped me out to see him there. There's nothing "normal" about death, no matter how often we see it. And I've seen more death than I should have. I've seen the process of dying so often that I can recognize imminent death. I know the signs to watch for; no urine output, cold extremities, cheyne-stokes breathing (laboured breathing alternating with apnea). Death is usually measured in hours at that point, although I've seen it stretch to days, but that is rare and it takes an especially strong person to last for days with such effort to breathe. It's also hard on the family, who are on "death watch", alternating which family member will stay with them so they're not alone. Yet I've also seen family members who don't recognize death when it comes, even though they've been watching for it.
But seeing these signs in a family member is so much harder than with a patient.
Also,as a rule, I don't go to funerals of my patients. I was going to make an exception for my favourite patient's funeral, but then John died and his funeral was planned for the same time. I felt bad about missing it, but of course, family takes precedence. His daughter seemed to understand when I told her.
Last night was the visitation. It was so good to see my relatives, although the occasion was very sad. Of course, the open casket was important for some, for closure. I understand, and I'm okay with it as long as the person is presentable i.e. not burned, for example.
Speaking of that, they are planning to cremate him. I personally dislike the whole idea of it, especially if there is no permanent grave marker to show the person ever lived. So, to add to my blog, Funeral Plans, do NOT cremate me, you may do an open casket, and you may document the day with a video or pictures. Yes, Finns take pictures at funerals, and I'm totally okay with that.
Today the funeral service was held at the funeral home and officiated by a Justice of the Peace. She was the same person who married them a few months ago. John was from an Irish Catholic family, but I guess he wasn't very "Catholic" anyway, so they did a secular funeral, which is so different from Christian funerals,where there is a sadness amidst hope.
The eulogies were good. Even my sister spoke, which I thought was very brave. I couldn't do that. I also learned things abot John that I never heard in the five years I've known him. He had a very supportive network of family and friends.
Afterward, we went to a local pub. Apparently, it's what the Irish do. I'm glad we went.

Bookaholic's Dream

2011-09-19T16:20:00.000-07:00

There is a group on chapters.ca called Bookaholics. We share our common socially acceptable addiction; not with a view to change, like Alcoholics, but to find someone who “gets” us. We’ve often talked about how cool it would be to be locked in to a bookstore all night. We would be the only ones there. We could browse all night, and discuss books and the life of a bookaholic. Of course, we live all across Canada, so it would probably never work, but dreaming’s free.

Death in the Family

2011-09-19T14:35:00.000-07:00

Outside my window...a rainy Monday.
I am thinking...My brother in law died yesterday from his brain tumour. He was 54. They had given him a prognosis of eight months and he lived nine. However, he was paralyzed on one side for the whole time. My husband and I had gone to visit him on Friday night. At that point he was unable to speak, but he was aware of people and could squeeze my hand and I think he was able to understand what was said to him. His sister was there for a while and then left, so we had some private time with him. My husband prayed for him, specifically that God would be with him and that John would turn to Christ. Then he shared the gospel with him. I’m so glad we had that opportunity. That’s the only thing that gives me comfort; that he may have cried out to God and we will see him in Heaven. The alternative is too horrible to contemplate. I have one night off from work, that’s all that’s allowed for a brother in law at my work. My husband gets four days if he needs it, but he’s only taking one day off. The funeral will be this weekend, I think.
I am hoping...to have a productive week.
I am thankful for...the opportunity we had to share the gospel with John.
I am wearing...jeans and an olive green top.
From the kitchen...homemade jalapeno poppers; arugala, feta and watermelon salad; curried chicken thighs and rice and beans.
I am hearing...a cooking show on the Food Network.
I am reading...The Doctor’s Lady by Jody Hedlund.
Around the house...my Mom is really having a hard time with John’s death, because even after all this time, it still reminded her of my father’s death forty four years ago.
One of my favourite things...Pinterest. I just discovered it. As if I needed another internet distraction! Goodbye, Productivity!
Some plans for the week...work two nights. Clean the house in preparation for guests this weekend. Attend the viewing Friday afternoon. Go on a dinner cruise of Toronto harbour with two other couples on Friday night. Host out of town family for the weekend. Funeral on Saturday. Church on Sunday.

Remembering

2011-09-13T23:50:00.000-07:00

Sept. 12, 2011.

Outside my window...a warm, sunny day. Nice.
I am thinking...yesterday was the anniversary of the terror attacks in the U.S. It was a loss of innocence, or at least,naïveté. Now we all know these things can happen anywhere. So many lives changed forever; children growing up without dads. I know what that's like.
I am hoping...to find enough continuing education hours to keep up my Oncology nursing certification. It made a big difference that I couldn't attend the annual conference this year.
I am thankful for...my youngest daughter. She has started her first year of Peace and Conflict Studies: Specialist in her second year at U of T. She has met some people at a frosh event.
I am wearing...navy capris and a print top.
From the kitchen...roast chicken with pasta, feta and arugala salad. Ready made from the store. It's a lazy day.
I am hearing...inane teenage boy conversations on the train.
I am reading...The Rose House by Tina Ann Forkner.
Around the house...Our dog has been sick and has eye ointment for a weepy eye. Part of our front lawn needed to be seeded due to grubs. Our van has been sold. My husband is enjoying his work. My mom is not able to sleep well with her CPAP machine. A little bird flew into our window and then stood on the deck, stunned, for a few hours.
One of my favourite things...finding new recipes. I'm planning the menu for our fall dinner party next month.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Luncheon at church on Sunday. A friend will be visiting from out of town.

Closure

2011-09-06T23:43:00.000-07:00

Sept.6, 2011.

Outside my window...a cool fall day.
I am thinking...my favourite patient is now palliative. I went to visit him. He had been asleep for a day, but woke up at the sound of my voice. He said, "I'm still here, but I have to go. No regrets; I've had a good life." I said, "You're going from good to better", (since he is a Christian). He said, "You've got that right." I was glad I got to say hello to him, and good bye, too. You don't often get those opportunities. I've nursed him over six years and have had many great conversations with him. He is 87.
I am hoping...to finalize the sale of our old van by the end of the week.
I am thankful for...my eldest got the placement she wanted. She had an interview this week and got in on an oncology unit for social work. That's my girl!
I am wearing...jeans, a long sleeved top and a sweater. Oh, and running shoes. I hope the days of sandals aren't over already.
From the kitchen...chicken breasts, macaroni and cheese and corn on the cob.
I am hearing...quiet.
I am reading...Belonging, by Robin Lee Hatcher, on Kindle.
Around the house...our girls were home this past week and prepping for school. They also had friends over. We went out to eat a few times, and my youngest came with me to tour the HMCS Montreal, a Canadian warship. Of course I had to bribe her with lunch and shopping downtown, but hey, I didn't want to go alone. I've been on a warship four times now, and I've seen more on other ships where I've been allowed to go below decks to see how they really live. This one was restricted to the top deck only. Today my eldest went back to university for her final year of her undergrad in Social Work. My youngest starts next week.
One of my favourite things...time with my family. We genuinely enjoy each other's company.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Perhaps have a few of the new couples at church over for dinner on Sunday.

The CNE

2011-08-29T20:19:00.000-07:00

August 29, 2011.

Outside my window...sunny and warm all week, then raining when I'm off on the last weekend of the summer. Funny how that goes.
I am thinking...of attending the SGF Ladies' conference for Pastors/Elders' wives. It will be held at Trinity Baptist church in Burlington and the topics look interesting.
I am hoping...to get some plans together for the fall for Ladies' meetings and the college and career group.
I am thankful for...time with my family. Yesterday my daughter's boyfriend came over for dinner again. We like him a lot.
I am wearing...beige capris and a navy coloured long top.
From the kitchen...teriyaki fish, basmati rice and salad.
I am hearing...conversations on the train.
I am reading...A Cup of Cold Water by Christine Farenhorst. It's about nurse Edith Cavell, who lost her life for helping Allied soldiers escape Belgium in WW1.
Around the house...we had a good weekend. At the EX with my youngest daughter we had funnel cake, saw the farm building, the food building, the hobby and craft building and the international building. I bought some Suomi shirts at the Finnish booth.
One of my favourite things...getting mani-pedis done with my daughters. Sitting in a massage chair at the time = a princess day.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Go to my brother-in-law's on Friday for birthday cake. The weekend isn't planned yet. My girls have one week off after work and before school, so I have them doing more around the house; cooking, cleaning and walking the dog.

Travel Weary

2011-08-24T22:47:00.000-07:00

Outside my window...a huge thunder and lightning storm. There are tornado warnings in the region. Can't imagine the poor tenters at the Carey. I am at work, watching lightning bolts hit the CN Tower, from our big picture window in the lounge. Cool. Glad I'm indoors. There was a tornado in Goderich on the weekend, with one fatality. Also,there was another earthquake yesterday. The epicentre was in Virginia. Like last time, I was sleeping in the day and the shaking bedposts and windows woke me up.
I am thinking...Jack Layton, leader of the NDP and the Official Opposition has died of cancer. I didn't agree with his politics, but it was still sad news. They are even giving him a state funeral, which is rare, but it shows the regard that Canadians had for him.
I am hoping...we get a good offer on our old van. We want to send the money to Malawi so our friend can buy a vehicle for ministry purposes. I think he needs only another $1500.00
I am thankful for...our youngest daughter. She will turn 19 on Friday. We will then be a family of adults, except for the puppy.
I am wearing...my uniform. At work, of course.
From the kitchen...beef stroganoff and carrot salad, made by my Mom.
I am hearing...silence, except for occasional thunder.
I am reading...When Danger Calls,by Terry O'Dell, which is good, except for the language. I think I was expecting a Christian book, so it shocked me a little.
Around the house...I can't seem to get back into the swing of things, whether it's cooking or cleaning. My house is a mess and I have no motivation to cook. My girls are both finished work this week, then school starts soon. My eldest has her final year in Social Work, unless she does her Masters, and my youngest is in her second year, but her first of a Specialist Program called Peace and Conflict Studies. So proud of my girls. In fact, on our way to Carey, instead of listening to music, she read aloud three PoliSci/World issues articles from a magazine and we discussed them. So glad my girls have brains in their heads!
One of my favourite things...being able to pay our daughters' tuition in full so they won't have student loans to deal with when they graduate, like we did. Praise God!
Some plans for the week...work only two nights. Take my youngest to the CNE on Friday in the day, for her birthday. Her friend from out of town is coming for the weekend and they're going out Friday night. Clean on Saturday. Shop for school stuff Sat. afternoon with my eldest. My husband's preaching went well on Sunday, so I'm told. I went to Carey for only two nights. I think I'm "hotelled" out. As nice as it was to see my friends, I'm still travel weary. I love my own bed. Next year we'll go for the whole week and bring the dog.

Back to Reality

2011-08-16T13:18:00.000-07:00

August 15th, 2011.

Outside my window...rain, again. The nights are cooler, too. That seems to happen in mid-August.
I am thinking...my husband has transferred to the second third of his manageent placement. This one is way in the west end and by the lake, so his commute is much longer.
I am hoping...to not feel as tired at work this week. We should officially be over our jet lag...just so I can get back to shift work.
I am thankful for...our puppy seems to be adjusting to having us back again, although he's still a little needy and insecure.
I am wearing...beige capris and a brown and white print top. A rain coat, as well.
From the kitchen...haddock, veggie stir fry.
I am hearing...the train.
I am reading...Flames of Rome by Paul L. Maier. Still. What can I say? It's a thick book and I had very little time to read on vacation. I seem to read more on my commute to and from work. It's a great book though, set in the places I saw recently, with lots of palace intrigue.
Around the house...back to school prep, uploading pics, work, church, regular life. We went to a dinner party on Saturday. Good food.
One of my favourite things...fresh raspberries.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Try to finish my travel blog. Now that I've finished uploading my travel pics to facebook, I need to do a Highlights of Europe album and print them out. On Friday evening, we have an appointment at the bank to transfer money for the girls' school fees. Saturday I leave for the Carey Conference for two nights. My youngest, and two friends, may join me for one night. I'm staying at the hotel, on site. It is wierd not to be going for the whole week. We've been going 19 years. My husband offered to preach on Sunday morning so our Pastor can stay at the conference. We used up almost all our vacation time for Europe.

Home, at Last!

2011-08-09T05:44:00.000-07:00

August 10, 2011.

Outside my window...overcast. So there was a heatwave in Toronto the whole time we were in Europe. Now the cloud that followed us in Europe crossed the ocean. The sun is supposed to shine again when I go back to work.
I am thinking...when we showed up to the airport in Paris in Friday, we were told they had sent too small a plane to accommodate all those who were booked. Eighty of us had to spend the day at a seedy Paris hotel until the evening. Then our flight was an hour late. We were the only ones on the plane. When we arrived in Toronto, we were told we would be compensated, which was a surprise, since we didn't have to pay anything. I guess they appreciated our time and inconvenience. At least it was at the end of our trip, and didn't interfere with our plans. Some missed connecting flights. Air Canada redeemed themselves.
I am hoping...to get the rest of my photos up today.
I am thankful for...the salvation of Kim, a young woman at church. We visited her in hospital yesterday to encourage her, and ended up being encouraged by the joy in her face. She as told her mother she is planning to be baptized.
I am wearing...my p.j.'s.
From the kitchen...bbq chicken and grilled veggies.
I am hearing...the news. Riots in London and financial markets crashing.
I am reading...nothing. Too busy uploading pics from Europe.
Around the house...good to be home. Unpacked, laundry done, groceries bought, bills paid, errands run, house cleaned. Back to work tomorrow night.
One of my favourite things...being at home. I will always appreciate a good cup of coffee and free public washrooms.
Some plans for the week...work two nights. Attend a summer party Saturday night.

Best and Worst of Europe

2011-08-07T03:00:00.000-07:00

Best breakfasts: Amsterdam
Worst hotel: Lyon
Best spaghetti: Venice
Best pizza: the beach in Nice
Favourite overall European country: Italy
Best first impression: Sorrento
Best view from hotel: Assissi
Most surprising country: Switzerland
Worst coffee: Italy
Best coffee: Switzerland
Most charming hotel: Venice
Best sites for tourists: Rome
Most beautiful city: Paris
Worst restaurant service: France
Worst pet peeve: Paying for public washrooms
Places I must see again; London, Paris, Rome

Three More Sleeps!

2011-08-07T02:53:00.000-07:00

Aug. 2, 2011 posted on Aug. 7, 2011.

Outside my window…hot and sunny, 28 C. We are currently travelling from Nice to Lyon.
I am thinking…our trip is winding down. As exciting as it’s been to be here and see all the places we’ve seen, I’m looking forward to getting back home. Only three more nights in Europe; one in Lyon and two in Paris, then we fly home to Toronto.
I am hoping…that a story idea I discovered on this trip turns into something more.
I am thankful…to be getting over this cold.
I am wearing…navy capris and a print top.
From the kitchen…a traditional Lyonnaise dinner.
I am hearing…silence. Every one on the coach is taking an afternoon siesta.
I am reading…the book of Luke.
Around the house…my youngest had a fever, but it’s gone now, Toronto is still in a heat wave since we left. Kody sprained an ankle and needed anti-inflammatories. Since then, no news is good news.
One of my favourite things…seeing places in person that I’ve only read about or seen on T.V.
Some plans for the week…finish our trip. The first night in Paris we have some free time because most will be going to Moulin Rouge, which we opted out of.

Italy!

2011-08-07T02:47:00.000-07:00

July 26, 2011 posted Aug.7, 2011.

Outside my window…hot, sunny 26 C at 11 a.m. We are smiling.
I am thinking…I love Italy. If it weren’t for the fact that it would be next to impossible to find a Protestant church, I would love to live here. I think the language would be easy enough to learn, the countryside is beautiful and the food is delicious.
I am hoping…to control my feelings of jealousy and possessiveness. This seems to be an ongoing issue for me.
I am thankful for…my husband. Today is our 25th anniversary. I appreciate his love, his faith, and his leadership. His strengths make up for my weaknesses. I appreciate he is a good father and caring husband.
I am wearing…black capris and a multi-coloured print top.
From the kitchen…pizza in Rome. Not much free time today.
I am hearing…our tour guide teach us about Italy.
I am reading…the rest of the New Testament on this trip.
Around the house…the only glich I heard about was the a.c. stopped working at home, but it was just a tripped breaker. They’re in the middle of a heatwave back home.
One of my favourite things…trying new foods.
Some plans for the week…two nights in Rome, then Sorrento, Pisa, Assissi, and Pompeii.

In Europe!

2011-07-24T13:12:00.000-07:00

July 19, 2011 (posted on July 24th)

Outside my window…I’m watching the Dutch countryside roll by, seeing windmills, canals, fields, and livestock .I still can’t believe we’re here.
I am thinking…we’re going to be exhausted when this is all over, but it’s a trip of a lifetime, celebrating our 25th anniversary.
I am thankful for….the opportunity for this trip.
From the kitchen…dinner on the canal cruise in Amsterdam.
I am wearing…black yoga pants, a red t-shirt and a black cardigan.
I am reading…Flames of Rome by Paul Maiier. I figured I should read about the Colesseum before I go to see it.
I am hoping…to get used to the time change and find a hotel with wifi so we can communicate with family and friends and upload our pictures.
I am hearing…the tour guide, Robert, tell us about the Netherlands.
Around the house…Kody is in doggie daycare and the girls are working. He will come home on weekends and they’ll look after him. I left detailed instructions for my daughter so everything should go smoothly.
One of my favourite things…meeting relatives for the first time and really enjoying their company.
Some plans for the week…see the sights of Europe and try to keep up with uploading my pics to facebook.

Optimist or Pessimist? Neither

2011-07-13T09:37:00.000-07:00

So there's the old question: Do you see the glass as half full or half empty? Are you an optimist or a pessimist? While considering this, I decided I was a realist. I think the cup has just enough in it. I may be assumed to be a pessimist because I don't always have a can-do attitude and I'm an introvert and people often assume that shy people are standoffish. On the other hand, I can say I have a good life, few stresses, I'm not a worrier by nature, and I don't consider myself unfriendly, once you get to know me. But because I am an oncology nurse, I see real life. I hear sad stories. I know not every story has a happy ending.

But as a realist with a foot planted firmly in both camps, I decided to do what those prone to pessimism recommend: make a list of things that make you happy and think on those things. Here goes;

-when I read my daughters' tweets about loving and serving God.
-when we are on vacation.
-when I'm pleased with something I've written.
-when I hear my daughters laughing together.
-when I shell peas on a hot summer day and then eat them.
-when a patient thanks me for spending time teaching them what to expect in their cancer treatment. It makes me feel like I'm making a difference.
-when my husband makes me laugh.
-when my husband and I have a deep theological discussion.
-when I get encouraging feedback about something I've written.
-when we have friends over.
-when I'm on a beach.
-when I'm sitting by a lake.
-when I'm by a campfire with friends.
-when I have a nice glass of white wine.
-when I eat sushi.
-when I hear good preaching.
-when we have a bbq/picnic.
-when we go in the hot tub.
-when I have a nice, hot sauna.
-when my house is clean.
-when someone else does the cooking.
-when I look at my library.
-when I read a good book.
-when I play with my puppy.

Almost There

2011-07-11T11:41:00.000-07:00

July 11, 2011.

Outside my window...hot, hazy and humid. About 40 with humidity.No complaints.
I am thinking...we're going to be away from church for four Sundays. Not just away from our church, but away from any church. Usually when we're on vacation, we try to find a church to visit. The pace of this trip is too fast for us to go to church, and I'm sure we couldn't find a Protestant, English speaking church in Italy anyway.
I am thankful for...thirty three days off. I love my job. I love my life. My husband and I are going to Europe on Saturday for three weeks. Ten countries, 27 cities in 21 days. We'll be exhausted but it's a trip of a lifetime, and t's to celebrate our 25th anniversary.
From the kitchen...veggie samosas, greek pasta salad, baguette, roast chicken, cherries.
I am wearing...jean capris and a printed top.
I am reading...11 Secrets of Getting Published by Mary deMuth.
I am hoping...the DVBS will go well this week. There are 25 kids registered and the people involved have worked hard. The theme is Discovering the Rock of Ages. My husband and I can only help out three evenings this week because we're doing last minute prep for our trip.
I am hearing...an early episode of Combat Hospital.
Around the house...I never realized how much prep work it took in order to go away for a long holiday and not have to worry. My daughter is excited that she'll have the new vehicle for three weeks. We bought a new camera and a ten inch laptop so we can upload pictures as we go, and keep in touch at home. I also plan to keep a travel blog going.
One of my favourite things...naps. I don't know why kids don't like them.
Some plans for the week...DVBS help. Prep, pack, clean and then leave to Europe on Saturday evening. On Sunday we have some free time and will be meeting some of my husband's relatives in London.

Travel Prep

2011-07-04T20:24:00.000-07:00

July 4, 2011.

Outside my window...a beautiful week of sunshine and heat. No complaints, except that I'm working four nights and sleeping the days away.
I am thinking...I'm surprised that I can still be so possessive and jealous after 25 years of marriage. My husband is trustworthy, but I'm insecure.
I am thankful for...my youngest daughter being accepted into her desired program of study for September. She will be in the Peace and Conflict Studies; Specialist program. So proud of her. She had to apply with a paper explaining why she wanted to be in the program. About 300 apply but they take only 90 students. She had an interview and just found out when she returned from Pennsylvania yesterday. She cried happy tears.
From the kitchen...tacos. We've been overeating all week.
I am wearing...my uniform, at work.
I am reading...Me Talk Pretty by David Sedaris. Very funny book.
I am hoping...my mom's health will be okay while we're in Europe.
I am hearing...a quiet unit.
Around the house...We had a busy week. Monday evening I was in emerg with my Mom when she had a few hours of dizziness. They did an ecg and cat scan to rule out heart problems and a stroke, then sent her home with medication for dizziness. Very thankful. Tuesday, we attended my niece's high school graduation. Very proud of her; she won the law award. Wednesday, I went to church for prayer meeting, which my husband was leading. There is a new format, which I didn't think I'd feel comfortable with, but it was fine. The only thing I found a little hokey was the end, when we stood in a circle, held hands and sang. Not my style, really. Thursday, we had a couple from church over for dinner, then Friday, my mother in law came over for dinner and a hot tub. Saturday and Sunday we had an out of town guest. We took him out for Greek food, which he likes since we introduced him to it a few years ago, and went in the hot tub, walked in a park and went to church. Today I took the dog to the off-leash park and the pet store, to buy enough food for him for while we're away.
One of my favourite things...when a plan you didn't think would happen, ends up happening. We had planned for doggie daycare for one of the three weeks we'll be away, with the woman who did Kody's training. She wasn't able to do the other two weeks due to the number of dogs. When I called to confirm the dates, she informed me she had a change, and could now accommodate Kody. So he'll go there five nights of each week, and the girls will look after him on the weekends. I feel much better with this arrangement. It would have been too much for the girls, who are both working all day. He'll be well looked after, will play with other dogs, and get some reinforcement on his training. I'll be able to enjoy the trip without worry.
Some plans for the week...work four nights, then finish up our preparations for our trip to Europe on the 16th. I'll be off for 33 nights sstarting Friday morning.

Pride and Shame

2011-06-28T09:25:00.000-07:00

June 28, 2011.

Outside my window...a beautiful sunny day. Rain earlier this morning, but the rest of the week should be beautiful. I’m off work all week.
I am thinking...so it’s Shame Week in Toronto again. They’re giving the Mayor a hard time about not promising to go to their parade on Sunday. They try to pressure you to not just tolerate them, but to sanction and even promote their behaviour. I think he can follow his conscience and not go if he feels strongly against it. I don’t expect him to show up at Caribana, the Jesus parade, or the Santa Claus parade either. What does it matter? Also, they misspent their funds and are demanding the city keep this thing running. No other group gets that kind of treatment. If they are not self-sufficient, they should scrap their plans. Caribana had to revamp how they do things when the same thing happened to them. Also their flag should not be flown at City Hall. Again, it is showing preferential treatment for one group.
I am thankful for...my Mom being okay. She had some dizziness yesterday and we spent 3-1/2 hours in emerg as they checked her out. Her heart was fine, and they wondered if it was a sign of a stroke, but the CT scan was fine, too. Also thankful for free healthcare.
From the kitchen...we’re eating at Red Lobster before my niece’s high school graduation.
I am wearing...beige capris, and a red tank top and red short sleeved button down shirt. I’ll change into something nicer for the graduation.
I am reading...The Winter War: a novel by William Durbin, about the 1939 invasion of Finland by Russia. It is the same concept of one of my projects. He even used two of the examples I was planning to use. Snap!
I am hoping...to have a productive writing week.
Around the house...my eldest is up at camp working, and my youngest left for Pennsylvania for a week. She is attending Creation, a week of Christian concerts and camping. We need to try to find a kennel for Kody for part of the time we’re in Europe. He’s too difficult for my youngest to handle on her own.
One of my favourite things...eating out. Food always tastes better when it’s prepared by someone else.
Some plans for the week...take the dog to the off leash doggie park we discovered near our home, daily, and write a few hours a day, graduation, prayer meeting, and friends over on Canada Day. Perhaps a beach day. My daughter comes back on Sunday evening.

How to Sauna Like a Finn

2011-06-21T13:26:00.000-07:00

The sauna is the greatest Finnish invention. It cures insomnia, relieves stress and gets you cleaner than any other means. First, it's pronounced "sow-na" not "saw-na". Pretend you're being pinched.

As for the proper clothing for a sauna, ask yourself if you shower or bathe with a bathing suit or towel on and you'll know the correct answer. But being a Christian and considering the sensibilities of those I invite into my sauna, that can change. In summer at a cottage, when you're running between the sauna and the lake all day, or in mixed company with someone other than your spouse, bathing suits are expected. But when I was growing up, if me and my girlfriends went sauna together, we were all naked. But that was okay because we were all Finns.

The sauna must be hot. Hot for you might be cool for me, but usually you want to feel the difference when you step in. You must have water to throw on the rocks. There is no such thing as a "dry sauna". It's a myth, made up by non-Finns who operate public saunas because they don't understand that even though most sauna heaters are electrically powered, there are not live wires in there. We have a genuine wooden bucket and wooden scoop but a regular pail will work.

Throw a few scoops of water on the hot rocks. You know the sauna is hot enough if the water evaporates right away. Watch the steam rise and creep across the ceiling towards you. The best place to sit is up high, and diagonal to the sauna heater. That's the hottest corner. As the wall of heat settles on you, squint to keep the sweat from getting in your eyes, bare your teeth and breathe through your mouth. Do it again until you need a break. Step outside, take a drink, or swim. I've rolled in the snow only three times in my life, and only to say I did the crazy Finn thing, but I've never been brave enough to dip in a hole in the ice. I'm not that crazy!

Another aspect of sauna that outsiders raise their eyebrows at is the use of the "vasta" which is a bouquet of birch leaves. The vasta is made in summer, then hung upside down to dry. Throughout the winter, during the sauna you can gently slap it against your skin. You can also do this for your sauna buddy. It's very invigorating. My mom said when she was a kid growing up in Finland, she and her friends would assemble vastas to sell. The Finnish equivalent of a lemonade stand, I guess.

Repeat twice, then wash. The heat of the sauna opens your pores to let the dirt out. You'll be uber clean. You'll have a pink cheeks and a healthy glow. It's usually a social event. Friends invite you over for a sauna, so be sure to thank your host for the sauna. Say, "Kiitos saunasta." (Key-toes sownasta).

Blessings

2011-06-20T22:06:00.000-07:00

June 20, 2011.

Outside my window...a beautiful sunny day; but rain is forecast for the rest of the week.
I am thinking...we met my eldest daughter's boyfriend yesterday. He came over for dinner. A very nice guy. We joke that you'd think he was coached because he liked all the right things. He listens to the same Bible on CD that my husband does; he also listens to Wayne Grudem's Systematic Theology, which I've read, and he reads the Puritans. He shared his testimony and told about his family. He got the stamp of approval from us, but then I wasn't really worried. I trust my daughter's judgment and her commitment to Christ.
I am thankful for...my youngest daughter getting a job. It ends up being at the same day camp she has worked at the last two years. Nothing else was turning up and they called again to offer it to her. She had a Jonah moment because she really didn't want to go back there because of her boss; but she knows that's where she's supposed to be. I told her we all have to work with difficult people at some point; and just think of the hardship stories she can tell her kids. A bonus is that with this job she can still go to Pennsylvania next week before work starts.
From the kitchen...leftovers.
I am wearing...my uniform. I'm at work.
I am reading...The Perfect Blend by Trish Perry.
I am hoping..to get in some serious writing time when I'm off work next week. My youngest will be away and I'll have the puppy, but it should be fine.
I am hearing...silence. It's quiet at work tonight.
Around the house...I'm starting to finally prep for our trip to Europe. We leave in a month. Usually I'm more organized than this. It's going to sneak up on me. We went to Medieval Times on Friday for my husband's birthday. Since he had cancer 13 years ago, he never complains about ageing. Not everyone gets that opportunity. It was fun there, even though it's a little hokey with paper crowns and eating with your hands, but we played along and cheered for our Knight. My husband's favourite part was the falcon.I can't see why you'd go there more than once, but we had fun as a family. Saturday we went to a bbq at my brother-in-law's house. He's 44 and married, and has had a motorcycle for eight months. He finally built up the courage to tell his Mom, who is an ER nurse, about it. She took it okay, considering she has always warned them off them. My eldest started work today at camp north of the city. Kody got his cone of shame off on Friday and wanted to put it back on. Silly puppy!
One of my favourite things...veggie samosas. I'm on a food jag with them right now and I found a place nearby that makes them fresh and tasty for only 25 cents apiece.
Some plans for the week...work four nights, then I'm off for ten days! I wanted to enjoy some summertime weather before we go to Europe; hopefully get in a beach day or two. Once we're in Europe we'll be on buses and playing tourist instead of lounging on the beach.

Prophecy

2011-06-13T10:16:00.000-07:00

June 13, 2011.

Outside my window...overcast. Lousy spring and summer’s just around the corner.
I am thinking...I'm not really a fan of prophecy. I'm glad our Pastor is at the end of Revelation. The last two chapters will be better, because it's the happy ending, where we see Heaven.
I am thankful for...a good weekend. We bought the crv on Thursday, then went out to dinner to celebrate. My husband was given a gift card from his co-workers so we went to Milestones and it hardly cost us anything for a steak dinner. Friday we went to dinner at the home of a couple from church. They are Dutch and we had a nice time. Saturday the men went to a Jays’ game and I had eight women from church over for a bbq. It went well, even my message on the cities of refuge, which was one of my sections from the non-fiction project which is my work-in-progress.
From the kitchen...Atlantic salmon, grilled veggies, hassleback potatoes.
I am wearing...jeans and a navy print top.
I am reading...Yesterday’s Tomorrow, by my friend Catherine West. It’s her first published novel, a Christian romance set during the Vietnam war.
I am hoping...Kody can have his cone of shame removed soon. The bandages come off on Wednesday. He didn’t end up having any baby teeth to remove, so just neutering, microchip, and four dew claws removed. I feel bad because he has no sense of time and we can’t explain to him that the cone is a temporary thing. Poor thing.
I am hearing...an 80’s channel on the t.v. Yes, I’m in a time warp.
Around the house...we will leave the van to my eldest even though it costs a lot to insure it and she has to pay for gas, which is just a ridiculous amount. My youngest will be going to Pennsylvania at the end of the month for a Christian concert called Creation. It’s like Christian Woodstock, where thousands camp on the rolling hills. I know she doesn’t have a job yet, but she needs to have something to look forward to.
One of my favourite things...books, but you knew that, didn’t you? I just read six books on my Kindle. I also received a package of books from chapters. I just can’t read fast enough.
Some plans for the week...work four nights, go to Medieval Times on Friday night with our family for my husband’s birthday. The selling point, according to my daughter is, “You can eat half a chicken with your BARE HANDS!” Then, Saturday, cleaning and shopping and a family bbq at my brother-in-law's, and Sunday night, my eldest is bringing her boyfriend over for dinner. We already met him a few weeks ago, when they were just friends. Now that they’re officially dating, we would like to get to know him. We knew this day would come eventually.My husband doesn’t have a shotgun. Will a fishing rod be as intimidating?

New Car Smell

2011-06-06T09:10:00.000-07:00

June 6, 2011.

Outside my window...finally, some sunshine and heat. 26 C.
I am thinking...mammograms are another necessary evil. I had mine this morning. I hate them. They hurt. But because I have a family history of breast cancer, I have to get them done once a year. Always glad when they're over.
I am thankful for...good news from the ENT. No signs of malignancy in my throat. Still don't know why it's been sore for three months, though. My poor husband. It's not easy being married to a hypochondriac. Everything is always worst case scenario. When I think of all the dread diseases I thought I had over the past few years, it's an impressive list. But I warned him, it would happen again. Not only that, but one day I'll be right. Because we all have to die of something. The hypochondriac's tombstone: I told you I was sick. So no dread disease. Praise God and carry on.
From the kitchen...beef pot pie made with leftover roast from yesterday.
I am wearing...navy capris and a new navy print top with ruffles, and a teal short sleeved cardigan.
I am reading...Just Between You and Me, by Jenny B. Jones on my Kindle.
I am hoping...my youngest finds a summer job. She'll be depressed and bored with nothing to do. Not to mention, broke.
I am hearing...a neighbour cutting his lawn. If I was strong enough to start the mower, I'd do ours, too. But, I'm weak.
Around the house...both girls were home last weekend, with friends, so really, they were out. Juggling vehicles with so many people with social engagements is a challenge. We had a baptism on Sunday of a young woman who grew up with our girls in church. We've been praying for her for years, and it's such an answer to prayer to see her saved and taking this step. We also went to a dinner party with four other couples on the weekend. We've all been married between 24-27 years. They were a fun bunch.
One of my favourite things...that new car smell. Thursday night!
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Take Kody to the vet tomorrow to be neutered and micro-chipped. He may also have his dew claws removed and his last few baby teeth. He's going to be sore all over and wear the cone of shame for 3-5 days. Right now he has the three t's against him: teenager (in dog age, teething, and testosterone. Tomorrow, we'll do something about two of those things. He's six months old and 50 pounds. Not sure how much bigger he'll get. He seems to be over his growth spurt and is eating less. On Thursday evening, we're picking up the new vehicle. We plan to keep the old van for the summer, so my eldest can drive it up to her work at camp. The a.c. just died, so the timing of the new vehicle is good. Friday evening, we're going to another dinner party. Saturday, the men from church are going to a Jays' game and I'm having the women over for a bbq. I'm speaking on the cities of refuge. Sunday;church.

Kody's Graduation

2011-05-31T23:18:00.000-07:00

May 31, 2011.

Outside my window...hot, hazy and humid. 30C Love it!
I am thinking...we have something planned every weekend for the next month and a half, sometimes more than one thing. That's a good thing, right?
I am thankful for...Kody graduating from obedience school. They grow up so fast. Been humming Pomp and Circumstance all day. They put him in a doggie tux and a cap and gown. Oh the indignity! Sorry, boy. (I'll post pics). He has a diploma, but I'm pretty sure we won't be framing it.
From the kitchen...tacos.
I am wearing...my uniform, but I wore my black and white polka dot dress to work.
I am reading...Dining with Joy by Rachel Hauck on my Kindle. Loving it.
I am hoping...my daughter finds work. One prospect fell through and she was devastated. I tried to encourage her that God knows her situation and that she wouldn't want to be anywhere that He doesn't want her to be.
I am hearing...a very quiet unit. We have only nine patients, with three nurses. I also have a student, who has commandeered the assignment so she can learn time management, so I've just been reading, writing and surfing.
Around the house...not much happening. We walk the dog three times a day, work, eat and sleep. It was nice to have both my girls home on the weekend.
One of my favourite things...hot weather. I wait all winter for this! No complaints.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. ENT appointment Friday morning. Shop for clothes for Europe on Friday night. Housework Saturday and then a dinner party Saturday night with a few other couples. Sunday church, and a friend over Sunday night for a hot tub.

Wedding

2011-05-25T12:08:00.000-07:00

May 25, 2011.

Outside my window...sunny but windy.
I am thinking...my sister got married on Saturday. Bittersweet, as expected. My eldest sang a song my sister chose. Everyone cried. It was good to see my relatives from out of town. We met many more of his relatives. He's from a large,Irish Catholic family. Sad to say, but probably the next time we see them will be a sad occasion.
I am thankful for...my brother-in-law's latest MRI which showed the tumour s stable and not progressing. That gives them a litte more time. They had to go to the hotel by wheel-trans, and then my two cousins stayed at the same hotel so their husbands could help to lift him in and out of bed. The next day he went back to live at the long term care hospital and she went back home. They plan to put in a wheelchair ramp with the money they received as wedding gifts.
From the kitchen...teriyaki chicken, french fries, green beans and strawberry shortcake.
I am wearing...navy capris, a white blouse and a short red trench coat.
I am reading...Head in the Clouds, by Karen Witemeyer, on Kindle. I loved her first book, A Tailor Made Bride.
I am hoping...my youngest finds a summer job.
I am hearing...the train. There's a new announcer. I mean, a customer service ambassador.
Around the house...we finished 95% of the garage. Most of the garbage will go out this week, and then I have one or two boxes left to sort. The peg board organized a lot, and we can now fit my mom's car back in there. Kody did well in Doggie Daycare. He played well with other puppies and ate all his food, which they sometimes won't do if they're stressed. My daughter may bring him there for a week this summer when we're in Europe. His care is a lot of work for just one person. I went for my physical this morning. My cholesterol is slightly elevated, but otherwise, my bloodwork is fine. Just waiting on that ENT appointment on June 3rd. I still feel like there's something in my throat. It's worse at night and hurts when I cough.
One of my favourite things...Kody, my puppy. I love him a lot and I know I'm going to miss him so much when we go away for three weeks.
Some plan for the week...work three nights. Buy a new car on Friday. We're thinking a Honda CRV. We were hoping to wait till next Spring, but the cost of repairs and gas are making it necessary. My husband said last week, "I almost wish it would just overheat, so I'd know what to do." Then a few days later, that's what happened. We laughed, and then decided we'd best go buy one. We may not get delivery for a month or two. Either before or after Europe would be good. Saturday we're going to a birthday party for a man in our church. Sunday: church.

Bittersweet

2011-05-16T23:54:00.000-07:00

May 16, 2011.

Outside my window...rainy, rainy, grey, grey, rainy, rainy, grey. Seven days of rain, apparently. It's supposed to be sunny on the long weekend, which is good, because my sister is getting married on Saturday.
I am thinking...I kind of have mixed feelings about my sister's wedding. Only because weddings are usually such happy occasions, with high hopes for a long and bright future together. Even all the cards say that, so it's kind of bittersweet. They were planning to get married even before he was diagnosed with his brain tumour in December. It's not likely they'll have too much time together, but I think this is their way of showing everyone how much they love each other.
I am thankful for...some productive writing time this past week. I worked on my non-fiction project, The Scarlet Thread.
From the kitchen...fresh pike, caught by a friend of ours, mashed potatoes, white gravy, veggies, and canteloupe.
I am wearing...jeans, a pink top, and a purple sweater.
I am reading...A Tailor Made Bride by Karen Witemeyer, on my Kindle. I'm still navigating my way through it.
I am hoping...to get the rest of the garage cleaned and organized. I got 3/4 of it done on Saturday. I worked hard and was sore afterwards. What's that verse? "I'm too weak to dig and too proud to beg." I'd best stick to my job. My husband is going to hang a peg board in the garage, so I'll be able to get most of the stuff up on the walls.
I am hearing...the train.
Around the house...our girls have started their two-month summer courses. My youngest is still looking for a summer job. My husband is busy at work. My mom is not a dog person, even though she wasn't opposed to us getting Kody. She doesn't appreciate his "puppyness". Maybe she'll like him better when he's older and more sedate. I have an appointment booked with and ENT Doctor (ear,nose and throat), for June 3rd. I guess that's pretty good for a specialist, although I'd prefer earlier. By the time I see him, I'll have had this symptom for three months.
One of my favourite things...seeing something in Scripture for the first time, even though I should have noticed it before. Beautiful.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Ugh! Work on the garage. Drop off the dog at doggie daycare while we're at the wedding. Church on Sunday. Maybe have a friend over Sunday night.

Mother's Day

2011-05-10T23:00:00.000-07:00

May 10, 2011.

Outside my window...a beautiful Spring day. It's supposed to be sunny and up to 20C this week.
I am thinking...this past weekend was nice. We had both girls at home. After church, we went to a restaurant for brunch, with both grandmothers, and then our family went for a walk at a nearby conservation area and took pictures. It was our puppy's first time there, and he loved all the new things to explore.
I am thankful for...the card my youngest daughter gave me. I have to write it verbatim. So sweet. "Hola Mama! Happy Mother's Day! I just wanted to let you know how much I love you, and thank you for everything you do. (That was an ugly sentence, sorry). But seriously, thanks for paying my phone bill and drinking fair trade coffee; driving me to the train station and putting up with my cheesecake-esque personality; editing my essays and taking me to San Diego; shopping with me(even though I'm super picky), and listening to me when I complain about school; watching Secret Millionaire and Extreme Makeover: Home Edition (and crying profusely); and listening to me as I lament over the plight of this world; buying me books and waking up so that I can go back to sleep after being up at 6 with the dog; paying for my train tickets and watching Cupcake Wars with me; baking shortbread cookies at Christmas and having patience with my messy tendencies; having insightful conversations about politics, and giving me random high fives; and SO MUCH MORE! You're the best mom anyone could ask for and I love you so much! Leah
From the kitchen...dinner by my youngest daughter: chicken breasts with a mushroom and cream sauce, with pasta and corn. Always better when someone else does the cooking.
I am wearing...jeans, a burgundy top and cardigan.
I am reading...The Lightkeeper's Ball by Colleen Coble.
I am hoping...the dog will behave. He seems to have a few tantrums these days. I heard the sixth month is equivalent to rebellious teen years. Oh great! I didn't even have to deal with those with my kids.
I am hearing...classical music and conversations in the Doctor's office waiting room.
Around the house...Spring cleaning this weekend. Our garage is half full of boxes that haven't been emptied, and we moved in over a year ago. My eldest has started seeing a young man from her church. We met him a few weeks ago. Nothing serious. They're just seeing where it goes. I'm happy he's a believer, and works in her church.
One of my favourite things...celebrations. Birthday last week, Mother's day this week.
Some plans for the week...yesterday I was at a Clinical Skills day. It was strange to be at work in the day. The whole evening I couldn't seem to get up off the couch. I was exhausted. Now I'm working two more nights. We may start looking for a new vehicle. This one is beginning to cost too much to repair. As I said, Spring cleaning on Saturday, and then a luncheon at church on Sunday.

Election Day

2011-05-02T23:54:00.000-07:00

May 2, 2011.

Outside my window...a clear afternoon after a rainy morning.
I am thinking...Osama bin Laden is dead. It was announced last night. I knew it was done by NAVY SEALs even before they announced it. GO NAVY!His death marked the beginning of justice for him, but now he stands before the Judge of all the earth, Jesus Christ, and must give an account to Him. Such a fearful thing to have Jesus as our Judge, but not our Saviour. There may be a backlash from the terrorists, but after ten long years, there is some closure for the families.
I am thankful for...forty-seven years of life. Good health, a happy marriage (25 years), two beautiful,smart daughters, who are both saved and desiring to serve God with their lives, a job I love, a great church to serve God and fellowship with His people, where I have been faithfully instructed for 27 years, a lovely home, a vehicle, and a new puppy. Mostly, I'm thankful that God saved me in spite of myself, and has preserved me all these years.
From the kitchen...leftovers.
I am wearing...jeans and my SAN DIEGO hoodie.
I am reading...While We're Far Apart, by Lynn Austin. I find I get most of my reading done on my commute. I was just off for ten days and didn't read at all, except my Bible.
I am hoping...this election today doesn't change the country too much for the worse. We voted in the advance polls. Both my daughters voted for the first time today.
I am hearing...the train.
Around the house...we had a busy time while I was off. We had guests over four times for dinners and hot tubbing. I had a few productive writing days, I shopped with my daughters, I had an endoscopy done (and found that in addition to my reflux, I also have a hiatus hernia and gastric polyps). No answer to my main concern so I'll have to follow that up this week. This scope doesn't check the upper esophagus, where I have a problem. On my birthday, my girls made me breakfast in bed, and I got cash, a Kindle, and two colouring books and a 64-pack of Crayola crayons, with a sharpener! My youngest felt sorry for me with my poor girl stories about not being able to afford crayons at the beginning of the school year. I had a relaxing evening colouring yesterday. My eldest has two friends over tonight. My youngest woke up early to watch the Royal Wedding. She's been looking after the dog a lot. Kody has been to two of six of his obedience classes. He is so smart and it's a pleasure to walk him now that he doesn't pull or jump, or chew on his leash. He thinks I'm his mom and he follows me from room to room.
One of my favourite things...hearing good preaching. Mark Hudson preached both sermons on Sunday. Very informative, insightful and challenging, especially the evening message about the danger of putting tradition above the Word of God. I've seen an example of this at my friend's church. They said that the Christmas tree has pagan roots, which is true. But then they took that a step further and said no one in their congregation should have a Christmas tree in their house, and the elders would discipline you if you did. That's taking something that's not even in Scripture and enforcing it. While I agree that Christmas trees have nothing to do with Christmas, I think in that case they've gone too far and have stepped on the authority of the head of the house to decide those things.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Doctor and dental appointment Friday morning, overnight guests from Ottawa Friday night, and thena Ladies' conference on Saturday with nine ladies from church. Sunday, the usual.

Newest Member of the Family

2011-04-18T22:45:00.000-07:00

April 18, 2011.

Outside my window...cool and overcast. Yesterday, we even had snow. Snow! In late April! That's just wrong.
I am thinking...we decided to adopt Kody. It only took two days out of the ten day trial. Now we're seeing what a big responsibility it is to have a pet. Like having a toddler for 15 years. Our kids are grown up, but this 'baby' will always need to be fed, bathed, exercised, entertained, and cared for. Plus, in the last few days he's been rather aggressive; jumping and biting. That should improve after he's neutered, but we can't do that till he stops teething. He starts obedience school tomorrow, once a week for six weeks. Once he knows a few commands he should be better controlled. The rest he'll outgrow. He's still a puppy. In spite of it all, we love him. I got his licence today.
I am thankful for...an improvement in my health. Turns out I'm not dying after all, well, at least not imminently.
From the kitchen...chicken legs and corn on the cob.
I am wearing...jeans and a blue top.
I am reading...The Lightkeeper's Bride by Colleen Coble.
I am hoping...Kody's behaviour will get under control.
Around the house...my daughters are beginning to see the reality of having a puppy. They have to wake up with him, walk him, clean up after him, and take him to obedience school and the vet. Both girls are in exams now. My eldest went with my Mom to London to visit relatives.
One of my favourite things...speaking at Ladies' Meetings. See my message on Eve, below.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Try to stay awake Friday morning to attend the Good Friday service. Do our taxes on Saturday. Attend the Easter Sunrise breakfast on Sunday morning at church. Maybe a family dinner on Monday. As of Friday morning, I'm off work for TEN DAYS! So excited.

Eve

2011-04-18T12:39:00.000-07:00

Read Genesis 1-5 in preparation.

Creation

Adam and Eve were both created on the sixth day. God saved the best for last. Humans are the crowning glory of His creation, made in His image.

What it Means to be Made in the Image of God

Humans are like God in a way no other creatures are. We are personal, rational (having intelligence and will), creative, righteous (lost in the fall), ruling over the world He has made. We have the ability to communicate and have a relationship with God. We have a soul; as opposed to the animals. (Ecc. 3:21, Gen. 2:7). We have the capacity for eternal life. (Ecc.12:7). Being made in the image of God gives humans dignity. (Gen.9:6) This is the basis for capital punishment because of the value of human life.
Humans were given a mandate to be fruitful, multiply, and subdue the earth. They were, together, to be stewards of creation. (Gen.1:28) We can control plants and animals, but not the heavenly realm. Only God can do that. Many animal rights people don’t like the idea of man being over creation, but it was God’s idea, not man’s. We are put here as stewards. A steward is responsible for taking care of something that belongs to someone else. There is also the idea of being accountable for our actions. We need to care for the planet, but not worship it. We need balance.
Side point: before the flood, people were vegetarians (Gen. 1:30), but were told meat was permissible to eat after the flood. (Gen. 9:3)

Hints of Trinity

The repetition of the plurals, “Us”, “Our”, “Our” in Gen. 1:28 has been suggested to be a hint of the Trinity. This was plurality in divine unity. This is also seen in Gen. 1:1-3 where we see God the Father creating by the Word (Jesus) and the Spirit hovering over the waters. Who is God addressing? Some think it is merely majestic language, like the royal “we”. But the contrast to “and God said” when He created everything else, with the plan in the council chambers of Heaven before Man was created shows that this was something different. He planned his creation deliberately. “Let us make man...” He can’t be talking to angels, because angels are not co-creators, nor are they made in the image of God.

Pre-Flood World

There was no rain until the flood (Gen.2:4-6). People lived longer in the antediluvian (Pre-flood, or pre-deluge) world. The waters above the firmament (heavens) referred to in (Gen. 1:6-8) were a water canopy above the earth, which made everything lush. The pre-flood world was tropical, as evidenced by dinosaur bones found in Western Canada. This canopy would have protected people from U.V. damage. Adam lived to be 930 years old. (Gen.5:5). We can assume close to the same age for Eve. This canopy was also the source of a large part of the water for the flood. (Show diagram of water canopy).

Creation of Adam and Eve

Adam and Eve were created on the sixth day, after the animals. God saved the best for last. Adam was made from the dust of the earth. (Gen. 3:19 verse about dust to dust at funerals). Adam and Eve were both created on the same day. (Gen. 1:27, Gen. 5:12) “...on the day they were created”. Woman was not an afterthought, created, as some say, months or even years after Adam. God’s work of creation was completed on the sixth day. (Gen. 2:1-3). Adam wasn’t alive until God gave him the breath of life, as the Spirit of God gives us spiritual life. Life and death are in God’s hands. We will not live one second longer than God has planned for us to live, and yet, “we are immortal until our work is done”. They were unlike any people after them, since they had no infancy, no childhood, and no youth. Yet, they were created already able to speak and understand. They were not grunting cavemen. Isaiah 64:8 shows creation as the image of making pottery. Adam was put to work before the fall. Work itself is not bad. We feel a sense of accomplishment in it. But the fall has made work harder. In heaven, we won’t be idle. “...and His servants will serve Him.” (Rev.22:3b ) The oldest profession? Gardener. (Gen.28:15) 

Eve was created from Adam’s rib. “The woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam; not made out of his head, to rule over him; nor out of his feet, to be trampled upon by him; but out of his side to be equal with him; under his arm to be protected, and near his heart, to be beloved.” (Matthew Henry)

God gives the command regarding the two trees to Adam, before the creation of Eve. Yet she knew about it, even though she misquoted it and added to the restrictions. (Gen. 3:3). “...nor shall you touch it.” Eve was created for fellowship/companionship with Adam. There is a complementary nature in the relationship. What he lacked, she supplied, and vice versa. Both man and woman were made in the image of God. Together they reveal aspects of God’s character; strength, protection, care, and nurturing. “It is not good that man should be alone; I will make a helper comparable to him.” After creation on each day, God said, “...and it was good.” This is the first time when God said something was not good. Adam names the creatures. It makes him realize he doesn’t have a counterpart. (Gen. 2:20). The first surgery was performed: deep sleep, rib removed, flesh closed up. Sounds like surgery to me. (Gen. 2:21-22). Does this mean all men have one less rib than women? I remember a teacher in nursing school Biology class mocking this. She said, “No, men have the same number of ribs as women do.” But the Bible doesn’t say all men have one less rib; just Adam. If you have your appendix removed surgically, then you have children, are your children born without an appendix? Of course not! The reason is that his rib was removed surgically, by the Great Physician. There was not a genetic factor involved.

Marriage

Marriage was God’s idea. It was instituted before the fall, like work. Marriage is not an evil idea, but something for our protection and our good. This was the ultimate arranged marriage. There were no other options, yet they were both pleased with God’s choice for them. Adam sees Eve for the first time, and bursts out in poetry. (Gen. 2:23). This is Adam’s only recorded statement before the fall, celebrating his wife. God, as the Father of the Bride, presents her to the groom (Gen. 2:22), then, as the Pastor, He performs the ceremony. His words are quoted at wedding ceremonies. Marriage is established between one man and one woman. They must “leave” and “cleave”. You must leave your parents, emotionally at least, physically as well, if possible. It is necessary to start a new family. They have new loyalties. Two become one. This is intimacy. Marriage is meant to be exclusive; commitment to each other with no room for anyone else. Marriage pictures the covenant relationship between God and His people. Eph. 5:25-33, esp. Verse 32 “This is a great mystery, but I speak concerning Christ and the church.” Adam and Eve did not have parents, but God gives the instruction for our benefit. They were naked, but not ashamed. This doesn’t idealize nudity, but shows the contrast before and after the fall. The fall caused loss of innocence and feelings of shame. (Also remember, it’s easier to be naked in a tropical setting, than in Canada in December). 

The Forbidden Fruit

The forbidden fruit of the Garden of Eden, spoken of in the Scriptures, was not an apple. Sorry to burst your bubble. You may have seen artist's pictures of red fruit, learned about Adam's apple, (supposedly stuck in every man's throat) and heard lyrics like, "Eve tempted Adam with an apple", and may even have heard it from Sunday school teachers, but it's not true. How do we know? Go to the Scriptures. First of all, Adam and Eve could eat of every tree in the Garden, except one. It wasn't the apple tree. It was the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. It was one of two unique trees in the Garden of Eden, and it was the only one of its kind, and located only in Eden, which is now hidden from us. Further, once they ate of it, were judged by God and banished from Eden forever, its fruit was never eaten again, unlike the apple tree. Also, the fruit is not described for us, except to say that it was good for food, pleasant to the eyes, and desirable to make one wise. Notice that the Tree of Life, also another unique tree in the midst of the garden, was not forbidden to Adam and Eve. Ever wonder why they didn't eat from that one, instead? We'll never know. But at least we know that in the New Jerusalem we will have access to the Tree of Life, forbidden to our first parents because of their disobedience. (Rev. 22:2 )

The Fall

Above all else in Eve’s life, she is known for her part in the Fall. Let’s look at that now.
Read Gen. 2:9.

The Two Trees

God provided a paradise for Adam and Eve, with trees laden with fruit for food, but in the middle of the garden there were two unique trees: the Tree of Life, and the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.
Read Gen. 2:15-17

The Test

As a gardener, Adam would have been in constant contact with the trees. He would see them and wonder. He had been given freedom to eat of any tree except the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. God gave the command with the assumption that man could chose. He was morally capable and responsible. Notice they were not prohibited from eating from the tree of life. Why didn’t they eat of that instead? This one exclusion was a simple, true test. Would they submit to God’s authority over them as Creator, or would they rebel? Time passes. We don’t know how much time they had a happy marriage and uninterrupted fellowship with God. Many believe Satan tempted Eve while she was alone, thus making her more vulnerable. This was not the case. The conversation recorded in chapter three, records only two speakers, Eve and the Serpent (or Satan), but they were not alone. Adam was standing right there beside her, yet he said nothing. “She also gave to her husband with her...”. Eve didn’t say, “Adam, what do you think we should do?” Nor did Adam stop her or argue with Satan. That’s why it’s forever referred to as Adam’s sin, even though Eve was the one who ate first. Eve was deceived, whereas Adam made a conscious decision to defy God’s command.

The first question ever asked in the Bible was asked by His enemy, questioning God’s word. Satan plants doubt in their minds that God didn’t have their best interests at heart, but was keeping something good from them. He emphasizes God’s prohibition rather than His provision. He questioned the extent of the command: “every tree?” He then calls God a liar and tells them the opposite of what God said: “You will not surely die.” (Gen. 3:4) Yet God said, “In the day that you eat of it, you shall surely die.” (Gen.2:17b) Eve toned this down by saying, “Lest you die.” The concept of death was not something Adam would’ve understood. He would not have witnessed death, since there was no death before sin entered the world. But he would have understood death was not desirable. So why didn’t they drop dead the moment they ate the fruit? Because it wasn’t poisoned fruit. But the process of death began that day, much like a tree branch, does not die immediately when cut off a tree. Since it is cut off from the source of life, it will inevitably die. Death means separation. By their sin, they were 1) separated from God. There was a change in their relationship with Him. 2) They would now have bodies that would die physically. Their soul would be separated from their body. Diseases are also part of the curse. 3) If not for a way to restore this relationship, man would also be separated from God forever, in a place called Hell.

The Trespass

So the issue at stake was not whether a certain fruit was good or bad to eat, but whether Adam would let God determine what was good or bad, or if he’d decide himself, in disregard of what God had said. Also notice that Eve was deceived, but she didn’t tempt Adam. Throughout history, people refer to her as a temptress, and by extension, all women. Though women can be that, Eve is not portrayed that way. She is not recorded as saying anything at all to Adam, one way or another. She merely gave him the fruit and he ate it. (Gen.3:6). He heard the whole exchange between Eve and the Serpent, but did not intervene. He didn’t take a leadership role, whereas Eve usurped his authority by making the decision. The factors in her decision were that the fruit was 1) good for food (it seemed edible), 2) pleasant to the eyes (so she desired it), and 3) desirable to make one wise (the most appealing benefit to her). She may have been curious about it for a long time. It may have smelled delicious.

Effects of the Fall

Immediately after they ate the fruit, the lights went on. (Gen.3:7) The loss of innocence led to a feeling of shame. They realized they were naked, and went about trying to make themselves presentable. We often do this, too. Many people won’t come to God until they feel they’ve cleaned up their act. They try to cover themselves with the fig leaves of good works, hoping God won’t see that they’re spiritually naked. “Nakedness in the Old Testament represents weakness, need and humiliation. Their guilt is expressed in the awareness of nakedness.” Geneva Study Bible Notes. This is in contrast to before the fall when they were naked and unashamed. They were also now afraid of God. Whereas before, they had fellowship with God, now they saw Him as their Judge. “I was afraid.” Gen. 3:10

Questions of God

I've long been intrigued by the idea of God asking a question. When we ask a question, it's often to get information. What's the temperature today? What time will you be home? Who's going with you? Where do you think you're going, dressed like that? Okay, that last one was more of a statement, but you get the idea. But when God asks a question, it's never to get information. The reason is obvious: He knows all things. So why does He ask anything? Let's take a look at the questions of God in the first few chapters of Genesis.
“Then the LORD God called to the man and said to him, 'Where are you?'" Genesis 3:9
"And He said, 'Who told you that you were naked? Have you eaten from the tree of which I commanded you not to eat?Genesis3:11
"Then the LORD God said to the woman, 'What is this you have done?'" Genesis 3:13a
Why did He ask this? Didn't He know where Adam was hiding, and why? Of course. He asks to see if Adam will admit his wrongdoing, much as a parent does when they catch their child doing something wrong. We see what they've done, i.e. broken a vase or hurt their sibling, and yet we ask, "What have you done?" That's the idea behind His questions. They are all asked to see if Adam and Eve will confess. I also think there's some sadness and disappointment behind the question, like when you see your child do something they shouldn't have done, especially after you've told them of the consequences if they did it. "Didn't I tell you not to bounce on the bed or you'd hurt yourself?"
A similar idea is found in Genesis chapter four, when God confronts Cain. He gives him a chance to make things right. He has not yet killed his brother. God asks him why he's sad and angry. He can still do the right thing and come to God with a pleasing sacrifice in the way God prescribed, instead of trying to come with his own best efforts. He gives Cain both a second chance and a warning, as parents often do. Then the LORD said to Cain, 'Why are you angry? And why has your countenance fallen?" If you do well, will not your countenance be lifted up? And if you do not do well, sin is crouching at the door; and its desire is for you, but you must master it.'" Genesis 4:6,7
God tells him sin wants to control him, but he must control it. The next time God talks to Abel, he has already killed his brother. God comes to him and asks a question He already knows the answer to.
"Where is Abel, your brother?" Genesis4:9
"He said, 'What have you done? The voice of your brother's blood is crying to Me from the ground." Genesis 4:1
So from even these few examples, we see that God is asking questions, not to obtain information from us, His creatures, but to interact with us, to fix our relationship with Him, or to judge us and remind us that we are indeed the creature and He the Creator.

The Blame Game

As the head of the family, Adam must give an account of what has been done. He is questioned first, even though God knew Eve ate first. As I said, it’s forever referred to as Adam’s sin, not Eve’s, although they are equally guilty, and equally fallen. He was the representative for all mankind yet to be born. “They show their allegiance to Satan by distorting the truth, accusing one another, and accusing God. Their efforts to conceal their sin only expose it.” Geneva Study Bible notes.
Imagine Eve’s shock when he blames her, as if he wasn’t responsible for his own actions. Notice he doesn’t say he was deceived, that much at least is true. She handed it to him and he ate it. He also subtly blames God, “this woman You gave me.” He implies it was God’s fault for giving Eve to him in the first place.

The Sentence

The Supreme Court of the Universe opens. The Judge has heard the testimonies (i.e. excuses), and He is ready to pass sentence. There is no question as to whether He can do this; it is His right as Creator. For Satan, God doesn’t even ask for his side of the story, but just assigns judgment on him. God knows his motives and what he has done. The first part of the sentence is on the serpent itself, which is a symbol of Satan (Gen. 3:14). The second part is on the Devil, himself. “Humanity is now divided into two camps: the redeemed who love God, and the reprobate, who love self. This is seen as soon as the next generation in the hostility of Cain against Abel.” Geneva Study Bible notes.
But see the grace of God. Even as He is passing judgment, He is giving us the first promise of a Redeemer. He does not leave them without hope. The woman’s seed will gain the victory. As sin entered the world through the agency of a woman, so the Saviour enters the world by way of a woman. Jesus is, as we saw in our last study, Mary’s son. He had no human father. The reference to “her Seed” is a clue, as biology teaches us that men have seed, women; an egg. Yet this future Redeemer is “her Seed”. This hints at the Virgin Birth, or rather, the Virginal Conception.

The Woman’s Punishment

As our first representatives, her punishment was not just on Eve as an individual, but on all women to come. She would experience pain in childbirth (vs. 16). Can you imagine how scary it would have been to be the first woman to give birth, with no midwife, except her husband, no medical care, no Mom to tell her what to expect? She has my respect.
Her relationship with her husband would change. Just as she usurped his authority when she ate the fruit, she would now be under his authority, although she would fight against it. “Your desire will be for your husband”, does not refer to physical desire, because that isn’t a curse. The word translated, desire, is the same as that used in Gen. 4:7 meaning the desire to control. The battle of the sexes began in the garden. It's talking about her desire to control in the marriage relationship, as she just did by making the decision to take the fruit without consulting her husband. Now he will rule over her, and the battle of the sexes, which began in the garden, has been in effect in every relationship since, with power struggles within marriage. Their marriage relationship became strained. He would try to dominate her; she would try to control him. She now has enforced submission as her punishment. In Christ, these relationships are restored. The curse on the woman becomes part of the man’s curse as well, since their relationship is affected.

The Man’s Punishment

Likewise, Adam’s punishment was not just on him, but all men to come. Now man’s natural relationship to the earth and his mandate to subdue it are reversed, and he is frustrated in his work. The earth fights against him, too. Work would be difficult because God cursed the earth because of Adam (Gen. 3:17), “cursed is the ground for your sake.” Thorns get in the way. (Gen. 3:18). Notice that Christ wore a crown of thorns on his head, bearing the curse that was on the earth as well, so that it could also be redeemed one day. “...because the creation itself will also be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God.” (Rom.8:23).
Adam would work hard his whole life and then die. The process of death includes illnesses and suffering.”Dust to dust”. (Gen. 3:19).
I think at this point Adam and Eve are beginning to understand what God meant by “death”, and they see it is not good.

What Next?

Adam names her Eve; the mother of all living. “This shows his faith in God’s promise that the woman would bear children, including Seed who would defeat Satan.” Geneva Study Bible notes. God provides a covering for sin. They thought they could do it themselves, with fig leaves. But God Himself determines the remedy for the problem. He provides animal skins as a covering. Skins are not zipped off. This required the death of an animal. This was the first picture of blood sacrifice and substitutionary atonement. One dying for another. Also, atonement gives the image of covering sin. God provided the covering for their sin and nakedness.
Gen. 3:22 is another reference to a council meeting of the Godhead, “like one of Us”. By barring them from the tree of life in their sinful state, God graciously protects them from eternal bondage to sin and misery. He also cleanses His temple/garden and exiles Adam and Eve from it. (Gen. 3:23, 24). “The LORD God sent him out,” and “So He drove out the man.” The first part of their death sentence is realized; separation from God. He also placed cherubim at the entrance, so man could never return and eat of the Tree of Life. Cherubim are angelic beings that protect God’s holiness. They are also seen on the Mercy seat in the Holy of Holies in the temple.

Cain and Abel

“Woman originally came from man, now man comes from the woman.” Geneva Study Bible notes. The hostility between the godly line and the ungodly line begins. Abel means breath, reminding us of the brevity of life. Now Adam and Eve had learned a few things. They now knew you had to approach God with blood, because only blood could cover sin. They passed on this information to their sons. Abel brought a sacrifice; the firstborn of the flock. He brought the best, and God was pleased with it. God alone can prescribe how He is to be approached. He is the Creator, we are the creatures. Cain decided he would approach his own way, with some of what he had; his crops. “Cain brought an offering.” (Gen.4:3) “Abel brought the first and best, Cain brought neither.” Geneva Study Bible notes. He brought the work of his hands; he did not approach with blood. He thought his efforts were good enough and was angry when God wouldn’t accept it. God respected Abel’s offering over Cain’s, because God sees the heart. He knows our motives. “The worshipper and his offering were inseparable.” Geneva Study Bible notes.
God shows grace to Cain and gives him a second chance to do what`s right. He also warns him that sin wants to control him but he must control it. (Gen. 4:6,7). Cain ignores the warning, finds an opportunity, and kills his brother. The first murder shows Cain usurping God`s control over life and death.
``Where is Abel, your brother?” Another of God’s questions. Also interesting that God adds, “your brother” to clarify, as if there was any other Abel in town. He does it to stress their relationship, which accentuates the heinousness of his crime. Cain’s sarcastic answer in Gen 4:9 reveals his heart. He has no remorse. He lies and doesn’t take responsibility.
“What have you done?” Gen. 4:10 The question shows God’s outrage. Abel’s blood cries for vengeance; Christ’s blood cries for forgiveness. God assigns his punishment. He is to be a fugitive, with no secure place, and banishment from any godly influences. He complains about his punishment. He still isn’t sorry for his sin; only sorry he got caught. (Gen. 4:13). Cain anticipates violent behaviour and vengeance (vs. 14). God gives a conditional life sentence, even though he doesn’t deserve it. That’s mercy. (vs.15).
Cain leaves with his wife (a sister). See Gen. 5:4. Women are not mentioned in genealogies unless they were significant to the story. There is no evidence in Scripture to suggest Adam and Eve saw Cain or his family ever again. Now Adam and Eve finally understood what their sin had cost; one son dead, the other exiled, and this was only the beginning. We don’t always see how horrible sin is because that’s all we know. But you don’t ask a skunk if a skunk smells.

The End

A new son is born; Seth, a replacement for Adam. He is the godly line. God will not be frustrated in His promise to bring the Deliverer into the world, despite Satan’s schemes against Him. (Gen. 4:25) God’s grace preserved the Messianic line. “Then men began to call on the name of the Lord.” (Gen. 4:26) Contrast with Cain’s family who have no mention of God in their lives, just ‘progress’; building cities, advancing in arts and sciences, making things. (Gen. 4:19-22). Polygamy is also commenced in the ungodly line, rebelling against God’s plan that marriage be monogamous. (Gen. 5:1-5). Adam was 130 years old when Seth was born, then lived another 800 years. Adam and Eve had many sons and daughters, but we know who did most of the suffering for that. I can’t imagine all those pregnancies. Finally, he died. His soul and body were separated. The next aspect of death, another separation. We can assume Eve lived about as long as Adam. Death comes to all, regardless of how long we live. How much shorter do our lives seem, we who live ‘three score and ten’, or seventy years on average? Our lives are a vapour. Life is short and eternity is long.
Eve was a woman unlike any other, knowing a time before sin, a time of perfect fellowship with God and unity with her husband.

Kody!

2011-04-11T22:05:00.000-07:00

April 11, 2011.

Outside my window...a warm spring day, but very windy.
I am thinking...Kody, the puppy that belongs to my daughter's housemate, needs a home because her circumstances have changed. We are considering adopting him since he has already visited here twice and is familiar with us and the house. We've known him since he was a little puppy and we all love him. Even my Mom is okay with having a dog in the house. However, we know it's a huge responsibility financially, emotionally, and time wise. We also know we'll be giving up some freedom because we have to always think about getting home in time to let him out, and walk him a lot. So, in order to help us decide, we are looking after him for ten days. At that point we'll decide. Ashley dropped him off today with all his stuff, food and paperwork. It was hard for her to say goodbye, but at least if he's with us, she can still visit him. We have to decide between Kody forever, or Kody never again. He is a 17 week old Golden Retriever/Australian Shepherd mix. He looks more shepherd than anything else. He will be a big dog, but smaller than a German Shepherd. He will need to be neutered and sent to obedience school, but if we decide to keep him, we'll do whatever needs to be done.
I am thankful for...a successful fundraiser on Friday. The Music for Malawi concert met their target for purchasing instruments and equipment for evangelism. I had my twice yearly insomnia, and some relatives visiting from out of town, so I was awake for 34 hours straight. I was setting up for refreshments on Friday but I was functioning on auto pilot. It was nice, and they appreciated that I decorated the tables in the three colours of Malawi's flag. Then we had two couples stay overnight so that they wouldn't have to travel far on Friday. Then on Sunday, I finished my message on Eve. I still have to finish typing it in, though.
From the kitchen...bbq steak and a salad.
I am wearing...jeans, a blue floral top white sweater and spring jacket.
I am reading...Every Thought Captive by Richard L. Pratt Jr. for the adult class on Apologetics.
I am hoping...Kody will settle into a routine and not miss Ashley too much. It helps that my eldest is coming home tonight for the ten day trial because he knows her better.
I am hearing...one-sided phone conversations on the train.
Around the house...we ordered a runner for the hallway because someone said the dog's nails will chew up the hardwood. Sounds like we're keeping him, doesn't it? I had bloodwork done today. I was at the Doctor last Monday because I've had a cough for five weeks. I am on antibiotics and my cough is gone. However, I'm concerned about some other things, but I'll wait to see what the tests show. I'm sure it contributed to my insomnia. In the middle of the night, all worries are magnified. I had myself dead and buried already; (not for the first time). I always fear the worst. I tried to pray about it, but it's not easy for me. It's also not easy for my husband to live with a hypochondriac who works in an Oncology Hospital and hears everyone's stories. For all my worrying, I had not grown one inch by morning. :)
One of my favourite things...Kody. Yes, I love him. When I was three we had a German Shepherd named Wolf, but he was hit by a car and died. I always said if I ever got a dog, it would be a Shepherd, so he's perfect.
Some plans for the week...work three nights, get our paperwork in order for my husband to do our taxes (I love him), finish typing up my message, present it on Saturday morning, and have guests over Saturday night for dinner and a hot tub. If it's warm, we'll bbq.

Music for Malawi

2011-04-04T23:21:00.000-07:00

April 4, 2011.

Outside my window...grey and overcase, but mild, about 14C.
I am thinking...I'm glad my daughter's friend is okay. She was attacked on the street in Hamilton, walking home on Saturday night. It was just two blocks and she was talking on the phone to her boyfriend at the time. A man passed her and then turned around and hit her on the head so she fell and dropped her phone. Her boyfriend could hear her screaming but was powerless to help. The man punched her in the face and tried to touch her, but then for some reason, just ran away. She was shaken up, and reported it to police in the morning. I know it could have been much worse, but even so, these things follow you for a long time and make you jumpy.
I am thankful for...the incident not being as bad as it could have been.
From the kitchen...tilapia provencale, salad.
I am wearing...purple workout pants, a grey top and a hoodie...and a spring jacket.Yay!
I am reading...Surrender Bay by Denise Hunter. I know it sounds like some tawdry romance novel, but it's actually a Christian book, and it's about surrender to God.
I am hoping...we have enough sweets for the intermission during music night. Our church is providing the venue for a Music for Malawi night on Friday. It's to raise funds for musical instruments and evangelism tools.
I am hearing...the train.
Around the house...my daughters will soon be in exams, then this year will be over for them. My eldest is finishing her third year and my youngest her first of university. Our eldest (20) informed us she is a vegetarian, for health reasons. I can handle that better than if it had been for ethical or religious reasons, but I still don't really 'get' it. I told her my concerns; that she get enough protein, especially because she is a runner and her muscles need it. Also that vegetarianism can be a hindrance to ministry if you don't eat what's in front of you. Also, I warned her about the snobbishness that sometimes comes with it. What else can I do? They have to live their own lives, and I guess they can't be my clones, although I was probably expecting that, in the back of my mind.I also told her I wasn't running a restaurant and would not cook fish every day she's home, or make two separate suppers. Also that both her grandmothers are bound to feel hurt, because she won't be eating what they cook. Really? Even turkey at Thanksgiving and Christmas? I don't get it. I never have. I don't know how we ended up with a hippie child, since that is the opposite of everything we are. But whatever. I got it off my chest.
One of my favourite things...free healthcare. I went to the doctor's today. My appointment, my drugs, and the tests, scans and scopes I have to do were all free. I love Canada!
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Our floor is back to normal with our own patients, again. Even when we're busy with them, I will not complain, because it could be worse: we could have Leukemics. No thanks. Been there, done that for twenty years. If I wanted to work with Leukemics I would have stayed on my old floor. I like our patient population; a mixture of chemo, surgical, radiation and clinical trials patients. On Thursday we're going to my niece's highschool play. She is Juliet in Romeo and Juliet. Then Friday, I have to bake, shop and clean, then go to church to prepare for the music night. After the music night we're having four people stay overnight on their way back to Belleville. I'm not complaining, I enjoy our life. It's just busy sometimes.

Self Publishing

2011-03-28T23:26:00.000-07:00

March 29, 2011.

Outside my window...sunny all week, but still a cold wind. On Wednesday, it's supposed to go up to 9C. Feeling more like Spring.
I am thinking...I received some information in the mail today about self-publishing from a Christian company. I know some of the authors represented. They do good work. That might be the path I look at for non-fiction. I think I would probably want traditional publishing for my fiction, if they would want me. :) Still it's exciting to consider and makes me work harder at finishing my manuscript.
I am thankful for...the hospital allowing facebook and twitter at work again.
From the kitchen...cedar planked Atlantic salmon and stir-fried vegetables.
I am wearing...my uniform.
I am reading...The Book of Awesome by Neil Pasricha.
I am hoping...this patient stabilizes.
I am hearing...the calm before the storm. A potential emergency at work.
Around the house...I actually enjoyed the class on fire warden training even though I was sleep deprived. We had the guest speaker and his family over on Sunday night. It was my Mom's 71st birthday on Sunday and we took her out for dinner.
One of my favourite things...good fellowship at church.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Maybe attend Missionfest on the weekend.

The Women in the Genealogy of Christ: Part Five: Mary

2011-03-25T18:07:00.001-07:00

Mary
The Women in the Genealogy of Christ: Part Five

Sources:
The Bible
Lineage of Grace by Francine Rivers
Three Days by Melody Carlson
Her Name is Woman, Book One by Gien Karssen
Roman Catholicism by Lorraine Boettner
Christianity Through the Centuries by Earle E. Cairns

Poor Mary. She’s hardly mentioned in Protestant circles because she’s mentioned so much in Catholic circles. Do you know many Protestants who name their daughter, Mary? No, although it’s a fine name and she was a remarkable woman. I think she would be shocked to see what’s been made of her: elevating her to the status of co-Redemptrix, giving her qualities of deity, pronouncing her sinless, immaculately conceived, ascended to Heaven, worthy of worship, a hearer of prayers, and the queen of Heaven. But more on that later.
Let’s see what Scripture has to say about her, and what Mary herself, has to say.

Read Matthew 1, 2, Luke 1, 2, 8, and John 19, 20

Setting:
After the book of Malachi closes, there are over 400 years of silence before the events recorded in the Gospels. No prophets speaking. A sense of anticipation and expectancy. Surely God would do something and the Jews would be free of their Roman oppressors.
Many Jews had returned from exile; others were scattered throughout the nations. These were referred to as the ‘Diaspora’, or the dispersion.

“But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were born under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons.”
Galatians 4:4

The Fullness of Time

A Christian high school textbook called Christianity through the Centuries shows how this period of time was the most favourable for Christianity to make an impact on the world. Not before, and not since have all these political and cultural factors been in place on such a large scale.

1) Romans
-a large region under one law and government. Universal law and Roman citizenship; this idea anticipated a gospel that proclaimed the unity of the race both in setting forth the penalty for sin and the Saviour from sin.
-free movement because of peaceful development (Pax Romana)-the peace of Rome, or on Roman terms. Pompey swept the pirates from the Mediterranean, and Roman soldiers kept the peace on the roads in the realm. This allowed Christians to move from place to place to preach the gospel.
-roads radiated out from the Roman forum to all parts of the Empire. “All roads lead to Rome.”- built of concrete. Paul made use of these roads on his missionary journeys.
-Roman soldiers who converted to Christianity spread the gospel in the places in which they were stationed. i.e. England.

2) Greeks
-intellectual environment
-the Greeks conquered Rome culturally.-Horace
-universal language of the ancient world was Greek, like Latin in the Middle Ages, or English in the modern age.
-the Old Testament was already translated into Greek (the Septuagint)
-most cultured Romans knew both Greek and Latin
-dialect spoken was Koine Greek; a very precise language, i.e. four words for love.
-Greeks had turned from their old religions to philosophy, which could not fulfill (Stoics and Epicureans)
-Christianity alone could fill the vacuum of spiritual life.
-Christianity offered a personal relationship with God, to Greeks who had hungry hearts created by inadequate philosophy.

3) Jews
-the heredity of Christianity
-salvation was “of the Jews” John 4:22
-monotheism. After the Babylonian captivity, the Jews never again lapsed into idolatry.
-numerous synagogues throughout the Mediterranean for three centuries before Christ. These were the first places the gospel was preached, both by Jesus, and the apostles.
-Messianic hope
-Ten commandments; a pure ethical system
-reverence of the Word of God
-many proselytes to Judaism
-viewed history as having meaning
-Palestine was an important crossroad, linking Asia, Africa and Europe by a land route.

“This thing was not done in a corner.” Acts 26:26

“In the period of its birth and three centuries afterward, conditions were more favourable for the spread of Christianity throughout the Mediterranean world than at any other time in the ancient or medieval eras.” Christianity through the Centuries, pg. 43

Who are the Players in this Story?

Joseph

-older than Mary; a carpenter by trade; of the line of David; betrothed to Mary.
-a betrothal was binding, and breaking the engagement was equivalent to divorce.
-relatively poor, as evidenced that they could only purchase a turtle dove for sacrifice, rather than a lamb.
-the gift of gold from the Magi, if it was significant, would have helped with family expenses over Jesus’ lifetime.
-Joseph was genuinely shocked to find out that Mary was pregnant, because he knew he wasn’t the father. He came to the only logical conclusion; Mary had slept with someone while engaged to him.
-yet he still loved her and didn’t like the idea of shaming her, or seeing her put to death, as the law required.
-if not for divine intervention, he probably would have gone ahead with the annulment and been done with it.
-an angel tells him not to fear, but to go ahead with the marriage because of the special nature of the child in her womb.
-Joseph is an honourable man and a mature believer, since he must have been aware that his reputation would be at stake as well. People would talk, and what could he say? How could he possibly explain the situation?
-because of the unique circumstances, he marries her, but does not sleep with her until after she gives birth to Jesus.
-until suggests that after that time, he did sleep with her, as would be expected in a normal marriage.
-the list of the names of their other children attest to this (Matt. 13:54-56) (Mark 6:3), as well as the reference to her ‘first born son’, which implies other sons.
-four brothers are named. Also, since sisters are plural, we can assume at least two, perhaps more, since it says ‘all’ and not ‘both’. At least six or seven children were born after Jesus.
-also John 7:5 “Most natural meaning is the other sons of Mary and Joseph. People at large did not believe in him, but here John says even his own brothers, the members of his own family, did not believe in him.” Roman Catholicism pg. 157
-Psalm 69:8 –Messianic psalm “I have become a stranger to my brothers, and an alien to my mother’s children.”
-Acts 1:14 his brethren are mentioned in addition to the disciples.
-they were his half brothers and sisters, being the children of both Joseph and Mary, while he is the child of Mary alone.
-Mary’s virginity until Jesus was born was the only thing needed to safeguard the deity of Christ and the purity of Mary. Nothing beyond that is required.

“To remain virgins after this is an unnatural relationship. It is absurd, and nowhere in Scripture is approval ever given for such an abnormal relationship. Such an arrangement would have been contrary to nature and simply a frustration to both parties.” Ibid pg. 158

-Mary did not remain a perpetual virgin, as the Roman Catholic church teaches. Neither did Joseph.
-the reason for this view, other than to elevate Mary, is to justify the celibate state of priests and nuns.

-“Rome teaches that the single state is holier than the married state and that there is something unclean and defiling about marriage.” Ibid pg. 158

-Joseph teaches Jesus his trade of carpenter and that is what Jesus is doing until his 30th year.
-the absence of any mention of Joseph in the narratives during the ministry of Jesus suggests that Joseph had died at some point before that.
-we don’t know what he died of, but it’s interesting to note that Jesus did not heal him. It’s not likely that He could not heal, but that since the time had not yet come for His publicly ministry to begin, He chose not to heal Joseph. How did Mary feel about that, I wonder?
-as the eldest son, the care of the family fell to Jesus.
-at the beginning of His ministry, when Jesus left carpentry for good, the care of the family would have fallen to His younger male siblings, who also would have been apprenticed as carpenters.
-however, as Jesus was dying on the cross, He handed over care of His mother to his favourite disciple, John, over His yet unbelieving siblings. Read John 7:5.
-this shows us something of the character of Christ, to be concerned about the welfare of others, even as He is dying an excruciating death.

Joseph receives supernatural revelation four times; Mary, just once.
1) When he is told to marry Mary.
2) When he is instructed to flee Bethlehem and go to Egypt.
3) When he is told to leave Egypt and return home.
4) When they settle in Nazareth.
-each time they moved, he obeyed quickly. He left all, his home, family and business to protect the family God had given him charge of.
-they left Bethlehem just before the slaughter of the innocents. (Matt. 2:14-16)
-how must they have felt when they heard about the massacre by Herod?
-Joseph was an outstanding man, since he was chosen by God to be the foster father to our Lord.

Mary

-a young girl of marriageable age; perhaps 14-15.
-after 400 years of silence, since Malachi, everyone was anticipating what God would do.
-every young woman wanted to be the mother of the Messiah.
-they were feeling the heavy oppression of the yoke of Rome.
-betrothed to an older man in an arranged marriage. She may have loved him, or at least respected him.
-very brave, as she realizes that there will be public scorn over her pregnancy.
-she travels to visit her cousin Elizabeth, who is also pregnant. Mary knows about this from the angel, Gabriel who had announced her pregnancy.
-Mary and Elizabeth’s babies have an instant bond, even before birth. They would not meet until Jesus’ baptism, even though they were second cousins. John spends his life out in the wilderness.
-we know Mary is also of the family line of David, but we don’t know her mother’s name. The Roman Catholics, since they believe in the immaculate conception of Mary, have to go back a generation to venerate her mother, too. Since she is not named, they make up a name, like they do for the Magi, but there is nothing in Scripture to substantiate that. They name her Anne, so they could make her a saint, and pray to her. Also the reason many Catholics will combine the names Mary-Anne or Anne-Marie, to get the ‘blessing’ of both women. But I digress. This topic brings out the Protestant in me.
-Mary knew the heartache of having unbelieving children. James, however, becomes a believer and the head of the church in Jerusalem and presided at the Jerusalem council. (Acts 15:13,19).
-two books of the New Testament, James and Jude, were written by the sons of Mary and Joseph.
-the Roman Catholic church tries to explain these people away as cousins, even though there is a Greek word for cousin, and it is not used in reference to them.
-So, if Mary was about fifteen when she gave birth to Jesus, she would have been 48 when He was crucified. Hardly an elderly woman, but still a woman in a culture where she would have needed someone to provide for her.
-Mary experienced the humiliation of being the subject of gossip, the joy of family life for a time, the heartache of not knowing where a child is, and if he’s all right. She knew the pain of having unbelieving children. She had times of being proud of her son, and the great heartache as she watched His life taken away before her eyes.
-her courage is seen best at Calvary, where most mothers would have collapsed; she persisted.
-as you read the portions of Scripture where Mary is mentioned, you see a progressive distancing of her from Jesus. Family influence decreases as it does as our children grow up. But more than that, she began to see Him not as her son, but as her Saviour.

Regarding the R.C. view of the sinlessness of Mary:
1) After Jesus birth, Mary brought two offerings, one a burnt offering (symbolizing surrender of the will to God) and two, a sin offering (a sacrifice acknowledging sin).
2) In her psalm of praise to God she refers to Him as “God, my Saviour.” Luke 1:46-47
3) Her last recorded words were at Jesus’ first miracle, the wedding at Cana. They are very telling. “Do whatever He tells you to do.”
4) John, into whose care Jesus placed her, knew Mary the best, yet he records the least about her. That is significant.
5) When his brothers come looking for Jesus in Luke 8:19-21 Jesus begins to distance himself from His earthly family to show that the service to God, and in particular His work as Messiah is more important than anything else.
6) After Jesus is raised from the dead, Mary is seen in the upper room, along with the other disciples, praying, not being prayed to.
7) We have no details about her life or death after this. Her purpose in life, while significant, was over. She gave birth to the Messiah, raised Him, and then became one of His followers. Her work, like that of John the Baptist, had ceased.

-What must it have been like to have had the perfect child? No rebellion, no tantrums, no selfishness? She must have really noticed the difference once she had the other children.

Mary, Did You Know?
By Mark Lowry

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Would one day walk on water?
Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Has come to make you new?
And this child that you delivered
Will soon deliver you?

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know
That your baby boy
Will calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy
Has walked where angels trod?
And when you kissed your little baby
You’ve kissed the face of God?

The blind will see
The deaf will hear
The dead will live again
The lame will leap
The dumb will speak
The praises of the Lamb

Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Is Lord of all creation?
Mary, did you know
That your baby boy
Will one day rule the nations?
Did you know
That your baby boy
Is heaven’s perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you’re holding
Is the great I AM.

A Brief Word on Mariolatry

-although I would like to focus just on the positive aspects of the life of Mary, reading only what we find out about her in Scripture, one can’t ignore the monolith of Roman Catholicism, which has deceived so many, in particular in relation to Mary.
-We already looked at the R.C. view of the perpetual virginity of Mary. Keep in mind, this becomes a slippery slope, and for one thing to be true, it assumes other things.
-the R.C. view of the immaculate conception; when a Protestant hears the term, they assume they are referring to Christ, and they would agree with that. They are referring to Mary.
-further, this leads to the doctrine of the sinlessness of Mary, both that she did not commit sin, and that she could not sin.
-all these steps lead to her deification (making her God). Mariolatry demands it. In order to give her the worship they feel she deserves, she must be sinless.
-there is no Scriptural support for this view, but then the R.C.’s never let that stand in their way. Further, they pronounced anathemas (curses) on anyone who did not believe these doctrines, or questioned them.
-Since Mary refers to herself as a sinner, that should settle whether or not a Christian should pray to her.
-she is an admirable character, greatly blessed by God, but she was not sinless. She was only human. She needed to be born again.
-they then had to go farther back to say that she was without original sin (a sinful nature), which is further attested to in her own virgin birth.
-then, if she has no sinful nature, and did not sin during her life, why would she need to die, since death is the penalty for sin?

-“She is given a supernatural entrance into life, and must have a supernatural exit from life.” Ibid. pg.163

-to fix that ‘problem’, one Pope said, she died, but rose again on the third day (sound familiar?) and was taken up into Heaven, escorted by Jesus and an entourage, and made the Queen of Heaven.
-read quote on page 162 of Roman Catholicism on the assumption of Mary.
-then, seated in Heaven, she makes intercession for the millions of people who seek her assistance. How does she do this, being a mere human? Can she hear all prayers, indeed, any prayers? Well, only if she is given the quality of omniscience.
-now, you can pray to her, since she is seen as MORE sympathetic than Jesus.
-this is totally false and missing the point of the incarnation, itself. That’s why God became man, after all. To feel what we feel.

-“They see her as having a mother’s heart, and influence over her son, because ‘what son would refuse the request of his mother?’” Ibid. pg 147

“How dishonouring it is to Christ to teach that He is lacking in pity or compassion for His people, and must be persuaded to that end by His mother! When he was on earth it was never necessary for anyone to persuade Him to be compassionate, rather when He saw the blind and the lame, the afflicted and hungry, He was ‘moved with compassion’ for them and lifted them out of their distress. He had immediate mercy on the wicked but penitent thief on the cross, and there was no need for intercession by Mary although she was there present. His love for us is as great as when He was on earth; His heart is as tender; and we need no other intermediary, neither His mother after the flesh, nor any saint or angel, to entreat Him on our behalf.” Ibid. pg 147-148

-the great antithesis is not between Eve and Mary, but between Adam and Christ.
-the R.C. view has Christ not as a risen Saviour, but a helpless babe or a dead man on a cross. This is the reason we don’t have crucifixes. The cross is empty, as is the tomb. We serve a risen Saviour!
-the R.C.’s, although they give Mary characteristics that only God can have, will admit she is not technically divine.
-nevertheless, they associate her with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit in matters of salvation, and refer to her as a co-Redemptrix with Christ.

“At the present rate, we eventually shall have in Heaven no longer a Trinity, but a quartet!” Ibid. pg164

-What is the remedy for Mariolatry? Let the Roman Catholic people read their Bibles, particularly the New Testament. There they will find the living, compassionate, redeeming Christ, with very little said about Mary.”
-this is part of the reason they are discouraged from reading their Bibles.

- this series has looked at five simple, obscure women, made incredible because they were chosen to play a part in the greatest story ever told.

Questions or comments?

Worries

2011-03-21T22:51:00.000-07:00

March 21, 2011.

Outside my window...cool and grey. Not too Springy.
I am thinking...I must be worried. I woke up twice today, upset because I dreamed that members of my family made poor decisions. It's probably because I am worried about another member of my family. I should just pray for her instead, and if she really is a believer, she'll see what she's doing does not honour God.
I am thankful for...good preaching. I've been at this church almost 27 years, and have benefitted from at least two hours per week of solid, Biblical preaching. I've heard that if you have had at least one year of Sunday school, you already have more training than some Pastors in certain countries.
From the kitchen...beef teriyaki stir fry.
I am wearing...jeans and a green sweater.
I am reading...Writing the Breakout Novel by Donald Maass.
I am hoping...my relative will feel convicted about her choices.
Around the house...we had relatives over on Friday night. It was good to catch up. Saturday was a quiet and sedate day: my husband was writing his sermon, I was writing my message for the Ladies' Meeting, my daughter was writing a poli-sci paper. We were scattered throughout the house on different computers. Even my other daughter was writing a paper in Hamilton. Both girls have their summer jobs lined up. They are both camp counsellours, but in different places. On Sunday, my sister's family came for dinner. My husband had a busy morning at church, since he was also preaching, but it went well. He preached on the Whole Armour of God. Pedro Rodrigues preached in the evening, on Prayer.
One of my favourite things...teaching adults. After 24 years of teaching children, I feel like I finally found my niche. I like teaching the College and Careers, and the Ladies.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. I don't mind so much because the madness has ended, and now we are back to our usual busyness, without six leukemia patients. On Thursday morning, I'm required to do some Fire Marshall training. Someone's bright idea. I was volun-told. All I know is I won't get home until after 11 a.m. and still have to work again on Thursday nigt. Just griping in advance. Saturday morning, I'll be speaking on Mary, at our Ladies' Meeting.

Tsunami in Japan

2011-03-14T23:37:00.000-07:00

March 14, 2011.

Outside my window...a sunny,bright day. I'm wearing a thinner jacket and running shoes, trying to hurry spring along. It was daylight savings time change this weekend, so even though I feel more groggy, it's nice to be going to work in the evening when the sun is still shining.
I am thinking...this past weekend there was an earthquake and tsunami in Japan. They also had a volcano erupt, and explosions at their nuclear power plant. So sad. Whole towns were swept away, even many inland who would have never expected a tsunami. These events show the sovereignty of God and the power of God. Life is short. Life is fragile.
I am thankful for...good news of friends. My friend, Cathy West has her first book coming out tomorrow, on Amazon. It's called Yesterday's Tomorrow and is set during the Vietnam war. Go out and buy it.
From the kitchen...cod, broccoli, and veggies and dip. My husband and I are serious about the diet I did last year that worked for me. Unfortunately, I gained it all back. Round Two.
I am wearing...jeans and a grey sweater.
I am reading...Sunset Beach by Trish Perry, and Within My Heart by Tamera Alexander.
I am hoping...to get through these shifts this week. I honestly dread going to work these days, and you know I've always loved my job. I really hope these "temporary" changes will not become permanent.
I am hearing...conversations on the train. Some Anarchists are talking about Pride week. I don't agree with either one.
Around the house...we had our girls' night/Jane Austen marathon. It was hardly a marathon since we're too old to stay up late. We watched the BBC version of Sense and Sensibility, and then a modern movie called The Jane Austen Book Club, about a group of women who read all six books and discuss them. Their lives are supposed to parallel the stories, but they added in the usual gay storyline, which has nothing to do with any of her novels. It ruined a perfectly good movie for me. On Saturday, we quested downtown to find a vintage store. Cathy's book is set in the 1960's, so she needed to find a dress for her book launch party next week. It was a successful trip. We also enjoyed time with Kody, my daughter's friend's puppy. Makes me want one. I was in the nursery on Sunday and it was relatively painless. We had fellowship after the evening service because our Pastor and his wife are travelling to Texas for three weeks.
One of my favourite things...a fresh haircut, except he styled it so poofy, I look like a mushroom.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Get my hair highlighted on Friday morning, to hide my greys. Have my mother-in-law, brother-in-law and sister-in-law over for dinner and a hot tub on Friday, work on and finish my message on Mary for the following week, and then my husband is preaching on Sunday morning. It's been a while since he's preached. Pedro Rodrigues is preaching in the evening.

So Close to the Kingdom

2011-03-07T21:18:00.000-08:00

March 7, 2011.

Outside my window...snow on the ground, but milder, and the sun is still shining at 6 p.m. Come on, Spring!
I am thinking...my husband had the opportunity to share the gospel very clearly with my mom the other day. He was telling her about the Christian foundations course he's beginning to teach next week. The curriculum, Creation to Christ, has a timeline. He showed it to her and reviewed how God chose Abraham, Noah, Moses, David, etc. She said, "So that's where Jesus fits in? I think I understand." That's huge. Not understanding was always one of her big excuses. She also admitted she is a sinner. That's another huge step. Then she said, "But I don't feel like one of you." My husband told her that if God is opening her eyes to understand the gospel, she just needs to obey and the feelings will come later. He told her to pray. She thanked him for not pushing her. He said that's not how it works. She needs to deal with God herself. Then he prayed with her, but didn't want to 'decision' her. She is so close to the Kingdom, but not there yet. Please pray. Only God can change her heart. If you knew how hostile she was to the gospel when I was saved over 30 years ago, you'd know how amazed I am that she is at this stage. She'll be 71 this month. Lord, please save her! I hope she'll begin the classes with my husband. It could be just what she needs. He's a good teacher and the curriculum is very basic, but a good overview of what the Bible teaches.
I am thankful for...a job that pays 100% sick benefits, so our income wasn't affected when I was off work last week.
From the kitchen...tacos.
I am reading...Thirsting Soul: The Saving Work of God in the heart of man, by Roger Fellows.
I am hoping...that I feel okay at work this week. I'm not 100% yet, but I ended up missing all four of my nights last week. I felt so week, I couldn't do anything but sit around. I had a cough and body aches, mostly, but thankfully no fever. Now my husband has it.
I am hearing...the train.
Around the house...My husband missed church yesterday because of illness. That rarely happens. My eldest will be home on Friday night. My youngest was interviewed for membership at her church. She also received a favourable response from one of her job applications, but is torn because she's still waiting to hear from some of the jobs she applied for with the Ontario Government, which she'd rather have.
One of my favourite things...a new show I saw yesterday, called Secret Millionaire. I thought Extreme Makeover, Home Edition made me cry! It really is a great feeling to be the answer to someone's prayer, even if we can't give away thousands of dollars.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Shop, clean and bake. Host a girls' night/Jane Austen movie marathon with my eldest daughter, two of her friends, and the mom of one of her friends. Kody, the dog will be coming, too. I'm making homemade pizzas and lemon poppyseed cake. Should be fun, if I can locate enough of the movies.

Funeral Plans

2011-03-03T11:54:00.000-08:00

Sounds morbid, I know. But hey, I’m an oncology nurse. That makes me a realist. I know people die every day, and that I will also one day, die. Also, the fact that I am currently home from work suffering from a bad cold, makes me think about it. No, I don’t feel sick enough to die, but I might as well plan for it while there are no strong feelings attached to the idea of planning my funeral.

I’ve mentioned this to my family before, but I suppose it’s best to write these things down, so that my wishes are there for them and they don’t have to wonder what to do.

That being introduced, I would like three hymns sung at my funeral. I will include them in their entirety, because I don’t want particular verses left out inadvertently, and I also would like them sung to a particular tune.

The first is my favourite hymn, And Can it Be? By Charles Wesley
It’s my favourite because I am still amazed that God would take me, an arrogant and ignorant person, and make me interested in His great work on the cross.

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain-
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

He left His Father's throne above
So free, so infinite His grace-
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race:
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray-
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

The next is O for a thousand Tongues to Sing by Charles Wesley, 1739
I would like it sung to the tune that we sing at the Carey conference, with men and women each singing their parts, and sing it loudly and heartily, because I’ll be listening from the rafters.

O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer’s praise,
The glories of my god and King, The triumphs of his grace.

My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad, the honors of they Name.

Jesus, the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease;
‘Tis music in the sinner’s ears, ‘Tis life, and health, and peace.

He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the pris’ner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me.

He speaks and, list’ning to his voice, New life the dead receive;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; The humble poor believe.

The other is Be Still my Soul, by Katharina von Schlegel, 1697
Number 579 in the Trinity Hymnal, sung to the tune of Finlandia, of course.

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on they side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy god to order and provide;
In ev’ry change he faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav’nly Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as he has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
And all is darkened in the vale of tears,
Then shalt thou better know his love, his heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul: they Jesus can repay
From his own fullness, all he takes away.

Be still, my soul: the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

If there is time, I also like Jesus, Thy Blood and Righteousness, by Count Nikolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf, 1739 Number 439 in the Trinity Hymnal, because of the words.

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
My beauty are, my glorious dress;
‘Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,
With joy shall I lift up my head.

Bold shall I stand in thy great day;
For who aught to my charge shall lay?
Fully absolved through these I am
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

When from the dust of death I rise
To claim my mansion in the skies;
Ev’n then this shall be all my plea,
Jesus hath lived, hath died, for me.

Jesus, be endless praise to thee,
Whose boundless mercy hath for me—
For me a full atonement made,
An everlasting ransom paid.

O let the dead now hear thy voice;
Now bid thy banished ones rejoice;
Their beauty this, their glorious dress,
Jesus, thy blood and righteousness.

If possible, I would like our friend John Himanen, to sing his song, I Know You Well. If that is not possible, I would like it played as the casket is taken from the church.

The day will come when all our work here on earth is done
And we'll leave this troubled world behind
It may be soon for I know Jesus waits for me
And He yearns to place His hand in mine
Well the future is not mine to see but here today
I give Him all my life to hear Him say

I know you well, you ran the race
You made your home inside My grace
I know you well, you fought the fight
You did not waver when I called you to stand for what's right
I know you well.

I do not look for man's applause in choosing how I live
I have no need of worldly fame
Above all else I pray each moment of my life
Would glorify His holy name
And of all the things that ever will be said of me
Lord, I long to hear that You've been pleased.

I know you well, you ran the race
You made your home inside My grace
I know you well, you fought the fight
You did not waver when I called you to stand for what's right
I know you well, I know you well, My child.
I know you well.

If I had the gift to speak in tongues of men and angels
And if I had the faith so mountains I could move
What wouuld I gain if love was lost in reaching greatness
If you could not say to me

I know you well, you ran the race
You made your home inside My grace
I know you well, you fought the fight
You did not waver when I called you to stand for what's right
I know you well, I know you well, My child.
I know you well.

I asked my husband once about writing a verse from a hymn on my tombstone. He said, ‘no way, you have to pay by the letter’. Oh, well, so he’s not always sentimental. So I said, ‘okay, at least write that verse on my funeral program.’
Perhaps a bible verse on my tombstone. Something short, like “There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus.” Or even just, “saved by grace”.

The verse is from the hymn, The Sands of Time are Sinking, by Anne R. cousin, 1857
Trinity hymnal, 599 the last verse.

“The bride eyes not her garment,
But her dear bridegroom’s face;
I will not gaze at glory,
But on my King of grace;
Not at the crown he gifteth,
But on his pierced hand:
The Lamb is all the glory
Of Emmanuel’s land.”

I would also like someone to read the following quotation from Richard Baxter’s book, The Saint’s Everlasting Rest. Following was a review I wrote of his book, Aim High.

Richard Baxter was a Puritan Pastor in England from 1615-1691. He wrote many books, which were, essentially, a collection of his sermons. The little paperback, Aim High, is a paraphrase and serious abridgment of his much larger book, The Saints' Everlasting Rest. He writes, as most Puritans do, with headings, sub-headings, and about 10 points under each sub-heading, so that by the time you get to the last point, you almost forget what he was trying to prove.
Although it is verbose, even this abridged version gives you perspective about the brevity of this life in the light of eternity. No one could doubt the pastoral heart of Baxter, or his own love for the Saviour. An eleven year old boy who was dying, asked to have some of Mr. Baxter's book, so that he could "read a little more of eternity before I go to it."
The first five paragraphs of Chapter One are so moving, I've copied them and want them read at my funeral, whenever that may be.
They are written from the perspective of a soul newly arrived in glory and reflecting on the journey and the destination he almost missed out on. I can't read it without crying. Sadly, in this day of spiritual illiteracy, few will take the time and energy required to read any of the Puritans, especially the more intellectual writers, like John Owen. But this little volume is well worth the effort. Believers are missing out on great comfort by avoiding their rich heritage.

"From heaven's height the soul surveys the Promised Land. Looking back on earth, the soul views the dreary wilderness through which it passed. To stand on Mount Memory, comparing heaven with earth, fills the soul with unimaginable gratitude, and makes it exclaim:
'Is this the inheritance that cost so much as the blood of Christ? No wonder! O blessed price! Is this the result of believing? Have the gales of grace blown me into such a harbor? Is this where Christ was so eager to bring me? O praise the Lord! Is this the glory of which the Scriptures spoke, and of which ministers preached so much? I see the Gospel is indeed good news!
Are all my troubles, Satan's temptations, the world's scorns and jeers, come to this? O vile, nature, that resisted so much, and so long, such a blessing! Unworthy soul, is this the place you came to so unwillingly? Was duty tiresome? Was the world too good to lose? Could you not leave all, deny all, and suffer anything for THIS? Were you loathe to die to come to this? O false heart, you had almost betrayed me to eternal flames and lost me this glory! Are you not ashamed now, my soul, that you ever questioned that Love which brought you here? Are you not sorry that you ever quenched His Spirit's prompting or misinterpreted His providence, or complained about the narrow road that brought you to such a destination?
Now you are sufficiently convinced that your blessed Redeemer was saving you, as well when he crossed your desires, as when he granted them; when he broke your heart, as when he bound it up. No thanks to you, unworthy self, for this crown; but to God be the glory for ever!'"

But above all, at my funeral, preach the gospel. Remind everyone there, that life is brief at best and they will soon stand before the God of all the earth. He will either be their Saviour or their Judge.

I'm Sick

2011-02-28T14:32:00.000-08:00

Februar 28, 2011.

Outside my window...a pleasant, sunny spring day. The snow is melting.
I am thinking...I'm sick. I don't get sick very often, so when I do, I'm quite offended. I felt it coming on last Thursday. On Saturday, I was happy my voice held out when I spoke at the Ladies' Meeting. By the time Sunday came, I could only move my lips during the singing. I stayed home from church Sunday night because I was coughing. I'm off work tonight. I feel guilty, of course, since staffing is so bad these days, but I have no alternative. We have Leukemia patients who have no immunity. If I walk in there coughing, or speak in my hoarse voice, they'll freak out. I just hope I don't miss the whole week. I was supposed to work four nights.
I am thankful for...how well the Ladies' Meeting went. We had a good study and discussion on Bathsheba.
From the kitchen...homemade chicken noodle soup and chicken pot pie. I tried a sauna and soup, but not much improvement. Time to drug up.
I am wearing...purple pants and a purple top.
I am reading...Her Name is Woman, Book One by Gien Karssen, as research for my talk on Mary.
I am hoping...to see Kody again. He's the cutest puppy.
I am hearing...a cartoon; Phineas and Ferb. It's one of the funniest cartoons since Looney Tunes.
Around the house...my mom is having quite a few medical tests and doctor's appointments. My eldest went back to Hamilton, my youngest is applying for summer jobs, my husband's work is going well, and I'm feeling 'blah'.
One of my favourite things...buying new books, especially when they're free. I just received a $50 gift card in the mail. I get it from collecting airmiles. This way I get to build my library for free. A little retail therapy might be just the thing to make me feel better today.
Some plans for the week...who knows? I'll have to take it one day at a time. If I'm off I'll try to write up my last message for the Ladies' meeting, on Mary. My youngest daughter is having a friend visit from out of town on the weekend.

The Women in the Genealogy of Christ: Part Four: Bathsheba

2011-02-25T14:36:00.000-08:00

Sources:

The Bible
Her Name is Woman: Book One by Gien Karssen pg. 153-159
A Lineage of Grace by Francine Rivers pg.327-453
David by Charles Swindoll pg.162-189

Read 2 Samuel Chapter 11, Chapter 12: 1-25.

The Setting

-David has been King over Judah for over seven years. Now he is King over all Israel.
-Samuel the prophet is dead, as is his best friend, Jonathan and his great enemy, King Saul.
-David makes Jerusalem his capitol.
-He defeats the Philistines and brings the ark of God to Jerusalem.
-God promises David an everlasting dynasty.
-To this point, David was faithful toward God. He was a righteous king, treating his subjects fairly. Over and over the Lord confirmed He was with David. The name of the God of Israel became highly respected among the nations around Israel.
-David shows mercy to Mephibosheth, Jonathan’s only remaining relative, keeping covenant faithfulness to Jonathan.
-War ensues with the people of Ammon.
-The capitol of Ammon was Rabbah, and David sent Joab to besiege it. In N.T. times it was called Philadelphia, and today it is Amman, Jordan.
-Military campaigns were waged during the Spring, because the winter rains were past and the busy harvest had not yet begun.

Who are the Players in this Story?

Uriah the Hittite

-Uriah is a Hebrew name, meaning ‘the Lord is my light.’
-He was the husband of Bathsheba. They apparently had no children, possibly due to his long absences due to military duties.
-He is listed among David’s mighty men (2 Samuel 23:39). He is listed last, as a poignant reminder of David’s greatest sin.
-He proves to be nobler drunk than David is sober. He has concerns only for his fellow soldiers still in the heat of battle. He will not relax and be comfortable, nor will he take pleasure with his wife, even though he is back home for a brief respite.

King David

-David sent Joab on his military campaign, and there is some criticism of David for staying behind.
-How often do we fall into sin simply because we’re either not where we should be, or we’re somewhere we shouldn’t be?
-Also note how many examples there are in Scripture and in life of mature believers who stumble into sin. We get over confident. Paul says, “Beware lest any man thinks he stand, lest he fall.”
-The idleness was not good for David.
-“he arose from his bed”—his luxury is in marked contrast to Joab and his men. Vs. 11
-He couldn’t sleep so he took a walk on his flat roof. His palace was up on a hill, overlooking the city.
-From there he saw a woman named Bathsheba bathing.
-Re-read vs. 2. It doesn’t say she was bathing on her roof, but that from his roof, he saw her bathing, perhaps through an open window.
-Men are stimulated visually, and he wanted what he saw.
-David inquired about her.
-The servant told him her name, and that she was married to one of his best soldiers.
-This news should have deterred him, but it didn’t.
-After this, Bathsheba is referred to only as the wife of Uriah, to emphasize the impropriety of David’s actions.
-David sends for her, she arrives as summoned, and he sleeps with her.
-Soon after, she sends him a message that she is pregnant.
-The Bible gives us no doubt as to the paternity of the child. She had been cleansed from her impurity. Her menstrual period was over and she was probably ovulating.
-She leaves it up to David as to what to do with the news.
-We see here the development of sin. James 1: 14, 15
-What began as David’s dereliction to duty, progressed through his lust, to coveting, adultery, and murder.
-David broke four of the commandments: coveting his neighbour’s wife, adultery, murder and lying.
-At this point, what might have happened if the sin had been confessed?
-Instead, David attempts to cover up his sin and let everyone think Uriah is the father.
-Plan A: To do that, he summons him back from the battlefield, supposedly to get a first hand report.
-You see here the abuse of his power, first in summoning Bathsheba to him, and now Uriah, for this unnecessary report.
-He asks him a few pointless questions, then sends him home to his wife. He follows it up with a royal meal for their romantic evening.
-But Uriah wouldn’t go.
-David was not pleased, but he couldn’t order him to go home.
-Plan B: He keeps him in town, invites him to dinner and gets him drunk, but Uriah proves to be nobler drunk than David sober.
-Again, Uriah doesn’t go home.
-It’s not likely that Uriah was suspicious of anything. He explains his reasons to David.
Some people believe Uriah did suspect something, based on his mild rebuke of David about being at ease and taking pleasure with his wife.
-Plan C: Having failed to cover up the pregnancy in this way, David decides to do something extreme; take Uriah out of the picture, so he can have Bathsheba all to himself.
-At this point, David already has several wives.
-The irony is that Uriah ends up carrying his own death warrant to the man who will see that he’s killed.
-I believe he really was duped.
-David sends the orders to his general, Joab, who is only too willing to help.
-Joab was a violent man anyway, but he may have thought to have something to one day hold over David. This kind of knowledge is power. I doubt he was just being a dutiful soldier, following orders.
-Joab does as requested, putting Uriah in a dangerous situation, and then abandoning him there, so it would appear he died in battle; not unheard of for a soldier fighting in a war.
-Joab sends a messenger in response, along with instructions on how he is to break the news to the King, making it seem like, ‘oh, and by the way, Uriah the Hittite died also.’
-When David hears, he is cynical and almost seems to console his partner in crime. Vs.25 He is callous, not even concerned that Uriah would not have been the only man who died that day as a result of his sin.
-David allows Bathsheba the customary mourning period (only a week), and then he sends for her and marries her. She gives birth to a son some time later.
-Most people can count to nine. They would have had some suspicions about this new wife and her “honeymoon pregnancy”.
-For nine months, David keeps this to himself. Did he feel any guilt? Did he have questions from his other wives? Did Bathsheba have any qualms about the situation? If there was any internal conflict, it is not recorded, although many people think some of the psalms (Psalm 32:3-5) reveal his internal anguish at this time of his life.
-God was not pleased. He sends Nathan the prophet to David.
-Nathan must have had a sleepless night, wondering how to confront David.
-Nathan decided to tell a story. As with most good fiction, it can teach something without us being aware of it. How different if he had said, “David I’m ashamed of you.” This way, “Nathan had the sword an inch away from his conscience before David even realized Nathan had a sword.” Charles Swindoll.
-Nathan showed great courage in confronting David.
-When David pronounced judgment on the fictional scoundrel, he was actually passing judgment on himself. He would restore fourfold. Four of his sons would die: the first baby by Bathsheba, and then Amnon, Absalom and Adonijah would die violent deaths.
-Most people don’t want to be rebuked or corrected. David, at this point, probably thought he had gotten away with it, and was not expecting to be exposed.
-In the usual manner of prophetic judgment speeches, he begins with an accusation, then reminds David of God’s providence. He asks an accusing question and then gives the indictment. He concludes with the judgment and penalties corresponding to the crime. 12:7-11
-“You have killed Uriah” 12:9 Because of David’s murder by proxy, he is as guilty as if he had murdered Uriah by his own hand.
-David immediately repents. He does not deny it or minimize what he has done. I’m sure he also felt relief to not have to carry around his guilt.
-David recognizes that his sin, although it was against both Uriah and Bathsheba, was ultimately against God himself. Psalm 51
-Further, he would face public shame, even though he did his sin in secret.
-The reason is given in 12:14 ...“because of this deed you have given great occasion to the enemies of the LORD to blaspheme.”
-God is concerned foremost with His glory, and sometimes, if we show contempt for His reputation, He will stop us in our tracks.
-Their child dies and David begins to see the terrible consequences of his actions.
-After this, a reprieve in judgment for a time. David and Bathsheba comfort each other, and Solomon is born. The other judgments happen a few years later.
-“Because David did what was right in the eyes of the LORD, and had not turned aside from anything He commanded him all the days of his life, except in the matter of Uriah the Hittite.”
1 Kings 15:5

Bathsheba

-a beautiful, young married woman.
-the daughter of Eliam, the son of Ahithophel ( 23:34) who was one of David’s most trusted advisors.
-because of this event, Ahithophel betrays David and supports Absalam’s attempted coup.

-What was Bathsheba’s role in this drama? Was she an innocent young woman, going about her business, and merely responding to a summons from an all-powerful King? Or does she deserve any blame for what happened between her and David?
-I personally, don’t think she was innocent, for the following reasons:

1) She was not an inexperienced young girl. She was a married woman who was aware that men were stimulated visually.
2) She was not a heathen, ignorant of the laws of God. She came from a family where His name had been honoured.
3) She didn’t live in immoral surroundings. She was married to a man of discipline and high moral standards who was loyal to the King. Both her husband and father were included in the list of David’s 37 mighty men, and her grandfather was David’s advisor.
4) She knew the character and reputation of the King, who was well known for his righteous life.
5) There is no record of David forcing himself on her, as Amnon does his sister in chapter 13. If it happened that way, I think it would have been recorded.
6) There is no record of any protest on the part of Bathsheba. Yes, having received a summons from the palace, as a subject she had to obey. But compare her actions to those of Joseph with Potiphar’s wife. He refused her and headed for the hills. More specifically, with David, Abigail appealed to David and he heeded her advice to avoid murder. He praised Abigail for her wisdom in stopping him from doing wrong. I think if Bathsheba had said anything, it would have been recorded. One hint from her probably would have been enough to prevent disaster.
7) Not an excuse, but possible extenuating circumstances were that she was a young, beautiful woman who was no doubt lonely due to her husband’s long absences due to military campaigns. She was probably flattered to have caught the attention of the King, a powerful and handsome man. As I said, not an excuse, but these may have been the factors in Bathsheba’s character weakness. Often there is a cocktail of factors all combining together at once to lead to sin. She may not have been an instigator in the events about to develop, but neither was she a mature believer, concerned about God’s reputation.

-According to the law, “The man who commits adultery with another man’s wife, he who commits adultery with his neighbour’s wife, the adulterer and the adulteress, shall surely be put to death.”(Lev. 20:10) both Bathsheba and David should be put to death.
-Yet God forgives them. Think about that! David was getting away with murder. He had broken four of the commandments.
-This is grace. This is mercy. On what grounds does God forgive them? Because He’s feeling generous that day? No! All Old Testament saints are saved the same way that N.T saints were, and that we are...by Christ. In the O.T. they looked forward to the coming Messiah who would pay the price so their sin could be covered once for all. We look back on the finished work of the cross. You could say that the O.T. saints are saved on credit. The bill would be paid by Christ. 1 Cor. 10:1-4.
-That’s why David could rejoice and say, “Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven. Whose sin is covered. Blessed is the man to whom the Lord does not impute iniquity. and in whose spirit there is no deceit.” Psalm 32:1, 2

-Although the story of Bathsheba is more of a cautionary tale of what NOT to do, it is nevertheless an encouragement to those who feel their sins are beyond the reach of God’s forgiveness.
-We all have secret sins that we’re glad no one knows about but God. If an event from your life was written down and discussed and dissected for thousands of years, we wouldn’t be remembered well. We’ve known the shame of having some of the things we’ve done exposed publicly, as David and Bathsheba have. Public humiliation is hard to bear, especially when we realize we brought it on ourselves. They were not being slandered. Their sin was real. The facts were right there. We are also truly guilty, but only until our sins have been brought to the cross and confessed. Then our guilt is taken away.
-The freedom of having your sins forgiven by one who knows them all, even the secret sins, is liberating. It’s what gives the Christian true joy!
-Christianity is not about feeling guilty; it’s about living a life of freedom and joy because we know that God will never hold our sins against us, because He has punished them in Christ.
-“As far as the east is from west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us.”
Psalm 103:12 (Read vs. 8-18). If you walk north, eventually you’ll be going south, or vice versa. But if you go east, you’ll keep going east, or if you go west, you’ll keep going west. That’s why this is a beautiful picture of how God doesn’t bring up our sins against us.
-So we see that David is told God forgives him. What about Bathsheba? Could she ever move past this event? She suffers the death of their first child. She must deal with the gossip and disdain of the rest of David’s family, his wives and grown sons. Does God forgive her?
-See chapter 12: 24, 25 Bathsheba is comforted by David, she is now referred to as David’s wife, God grants her conception and she gives birth to Solomon. God sends Nathan the prophet to encourage her by saying his name is Jedidiah, which means ‘the LORD loved him’. Further, of all of David’s sons, Bathsheba seems to instruct Solomon in his faith, as he mentions many times in Proverbs, and it is Bathsheba’s son, Solomon who succeeds David on his throne. 1 Kings 1:25-35
-Some say Bathsheba even had the honour of crowning Solomon (Song of Solomon 3:11).

For Discussion:
-Questions or comments?
-Discuss that God will forgive our sins, but there may still be consequences, i.e. sex outside of marriage, may result in pregnancy, sexually transmitted diseases, broken relationships, or a bad marriage. There is always emotional baggage as well.
-Do you think Uriah suspected anything?
-Do you think David really got away with murder? Or did he and his family suffer for that one night of pleasure?
-How do you feel about Bathsheba’s role in this event?
-Do you think these things can ‘just happen’?
-Discuss the fall of someone in church leadership.
-Discuss the confidence of being a mature believer, and its dangers.
-Discuss being in the wrong place in relation to sin and temptation.
-Read 1 Cor. 10:13 What were some ‘ways out’ for David? For Bathsheba?
-What do you think of Bathsheba’s response to her husband’s death? Do you think she suspected David of anything? After it all comes out, do you see any evidence in Scripture that she thought less of David, or held it against him?
-Bathsheba left it up to David to take care of ‘the problem.’ Do you think she was looking to David to cover for her sin?
-How do we respond when we are confronted about our actions or words or choices?
-It’s easier to see sin in someone else’s life more than our own. When you see your sin, do you hide it, handle it or confess it? Psalm 139: 23,24 1 John 1:9
-Discuss the death of their first child.
-Read Romans 8:1,2
-Restoration. Read Galatians 6:1,2 Our role in restoring others.
-Bathsheba and David’s further children 1 Chronicles 3:4b-5—four sons
-David made Solomon king 1 Kings 1: 11-14, 28-31, 47,48.
-Her ultimate blessing-Matt. 1:1-16.

Justice

2011-02-22T23:48:00.000-08:00

February 22, 2011.

Outside my window...mild, and not as cold or dark these days. Spring, are you there?
I am thinking...Typical Canadian justice system. They give a murderer doing a life sentence an unescorted day pass, and he doesn't return. Why would he have a day pass of any kind? Next we'll hear he re-offended. I hope they catch him soon.
I am thankful for...having my family home for the week. It's spring break for my daughters. I just finished five nights off, and of course, it went too fast. We had dinner out at the Keg, went shopping with the girls at the Eaton Centre and saw the movie, Unknown. My husband cooked supper a few nights this past week. He's very kind that way and it was much appreciated. It's the little things that matter.
From the kitchen...linguine and shrimp.
I am wearing...jeans and a green sweater.
I am reading...Unafraid by Francine Rivers.It's about Mary, the mother of Jesus, and it's background research for my next talk at the Ladies' meeting, on the women in the genealogy of Christ.
I am hoping...to see some improvement in staffing at work. These new changes are making it sooooo busy and unsafe. I hope management will listen to our concerns. I was awake two hours last night worrying about it, and I'm not usually a worrier, so I was extra annoyed to lose sleep over it. I've always enjoyed my job; not so much now.
I am hearing...the train. I met a nurse I had seen around at my hospital waiting at the same station, so we griped about the staffing issues.
Around the house...my husband's job is going well; less day-to-day stress. My youngest spent the day in court today. She wants to be a lawyer, and was invited by a relative of a friend to spend the day with him in Plea court. He's an Ontario court Justice in Newmarket. She even had lunch with the judges. My eldest is home all week, getting her dental and hair appointments out of the way, since she lives out of town. Her housemate is coming over to our house tomorrow with their new puppy, Kody. She refers to him as our grandpuppy. I'm looking forward to meeting him. I've had some productive writing days this week.
One of my favourite things...that my kids show an interest in my writing. My eldest asked me to read my story on Finland, aloud to her. We both cried at a poignant father-daughter moment. Those get me every time, even if I'm the one who wrote them.
Some plans for the week...work three busy nights. Attend a dinner party Friday night. I'ts Nova Scotia themed (seafood). Speak on Bathsheba on Saturday morning. Church on Sunday. College and Careers meeting on Sunday night. Start all over the next day.

Cha-cha-cha-changes

2011-02-14T23:07:00.000-08:00

February 14, 2011.

Outside my window...the snow began melting this morning, but this evening there's a wicked cold wind.
I am thinking...there are some unpleasant changes at work, that may become permanent. I may have to start working weekends. I'm still too upset to talk about. I hope it doesn't happen
I am thankful for...my husband. It's Valentine's Day today, but every Friday he buys me roses, and he has for the past ten years or so, so I feel loved every day.
From the kitchen...Louisiana chicken wings, fries, carrot sticks.
I am wearing...purple workout pants and a purple top.
I am reading...Sweet Devotion by Felicia Mason.
I am hoping...the union can sort out this weekend opening mess and shut it down, or at least delay it.
I am hearing...many conversations on a full train.
Around the house...on Friday night, we went out to eat at a Japanese restaurant, and then we had my mother-in-law come over after work for a hot tub. Saturday was a pajama day and I got a lot of writing done. I finished Bathsheba for the Ladies' meeting and worked on my Scarlet Thread project. We used the sauna twice, I worked out, and church was good on Sunday. My mother had tears in her eyes during, In Christ Alone, "no guilt in life, no fear in death", and the message was about being close to the kingdom, but not in it. Oh, Lord, please save my Mom!
One of my favourite things...seeing my W.I.P.'s (works-in-progress) printed out. I have a giant pile of eight fictional projects and the one tiny non-fiction project. To look at it, you'd think it would make more sense to complete one of the fictional stories, but nah! Although I almost wanted to hug my manuscripts. I feel like I've missed my old friends. I love each of my stories for different reasons, like my kids.
Some plans for the week...work three nights, clean, shop, and then spend the weekend with our girls. They have the same spring break so we'll do mani-pedi's, movie, eating out, museum and whatever else we can squeeze into the weekend. I don't work till Tuesday night.

Fiction vs. Non-Fiction

2011-02-08T21:56:00.000-08:00

As much as I enjoy writing fiction, I think my easiest writing is non-fiction. I especially like writing devotionals or Bible study materials, book reviews, memoirs and journalling.
I have so many ideas, my problem seems to be completing a project. That's the discouraging part. If I can't ever complete a story, whether fiction or non-fiction, I'll never move beyond writing for the sake of writing. I know that very few get published, and that I would still write regardless, but I have to admit that being a published author is a dream I've had since childhood. I just have to pick a project and finish it.
Of my fiction W.I.P's (works-in-progress), I feel most connected to the story set in WW2 Finland. My problem is plot, which is kind of the point of fiction, isn't it? You're supposed to have a story to tell. That setting has so much potential material and I have so many scenes already in my head. Finland's story needs to be told. I just need compelling characters and a plot for it to go somewhere. I could probably use a brainstorming session with a friend.
For non-fiction, I would like to work on my memoirs. Stop laughing. I know I'm not famous, and I haven't done much that's noteworthy, but I would like to put my memories on paper while I still remember them. Perhaps some future descendant will find them interesting. I wish I had something like that from my late father, but I digress.
The other non-fiction W.I.P. that I feel has some promise is the one I started two weeks ago, called Jesus Christ: the Scarlet Thread of the Bible. I have always loved those songs or recitations of all the books of the Bible, showing how Christ is represented in each one. But I see He's represented in more than one way in several books. I've started a devotional series looking at some of the ways Christ is hidden or hinted at in the books of the Bible. It's a huge project, and as I researched, I saw it wasn't an original thought. However, I'm not trying to do a scholarly work, although because I enjoy Theology, I would like to go in-depth. I think, though, that I'll keep it to a brief overview of each; say one or two pages, and just do a devotional style on all the types and shadows I find.
I think my unique voice comes out in my writing, even in non-fiction. I'm also finding such a blessing in the process. As much fun as writing inspirational romance is, I'm loving this series of Bible studies even more. So, a decision needs to be made. To hunker down and complete one of my writing projects this year was one of my goals. Now I have to decide whether it will be fiction or non-fiction.
Okay, I think I'm leaning to the Scarlet Thread project. Thanks for listening. You've helped me come to a decision.

The Bathroom Bill

2011-02-07T20:07:00.000-08:00

February 7, 2011.

Outside my window...snowy, but not too cold. Another cold snap is headed our way tomorrow. Is winter over yet?
I am thinking...the Canadian government is close to passing a private member's bill, referred to as the Bathroom Bill, because it will allow anyone with 'gender issues' access to the washroom of the opposite sex. It will also include gender identity and gender confusion as human rights and will add them to the criminal code under hate laws. This will open the door to spurious claims of discrimination if they are not allowed into dorms or washrooms, either dressed as the opposite sex, or not. I saw this coming back when they changed the definition of marriage. Now anything goes, and if you dare speak against it, you're the one with the problem. I'm afraid this law will probably pass, but I wrote to my M.P. regardless.
I am thankful for...daughters who are saved. This week my husband had a change at work and he was a little nervous about it. When he woke up, my daughter had left post-it notes with encouraging Bible verses on them for him. There's nothing better than that!
From the kitchen...shrimp and okra soup (see recipe under Soups), because it was just me and my husband for supper tonight.
I am wearing...purple work out pants, a white top, and a grey cardigan.
I am reading...David by Charles Swindoll.
I am hoping...to finish up my Bathsheba message by the weekend, so I can start on the one on Mary.
I am hearing...the train, and people from an HR department discussing how to fill out forms.
Around the house...my husband led his first Lord's supper as an Elder, yesterday. I was in the nursery, but managed to get upstairs in time for most of it. My eldest's housemate got a puppy named Kody. He's an Australian Shepherd/Labrador Retriever mix and he's very cute and shy. Now she's begging for us to get one. Not likely. My youngest is dealing with friends who have serious life issues. She's so sensitive and takes everything so hard, but wants to be there for her friends. I went to the dentist and then for a workout this morning. It needed to be done, but it made my Monday more meh! Isn't that a great word?
One of my favourite things...scents in the hot tub. We got juniper/basil/cypress and it smells so fresh. We also got snowed on while we were in there. It's the best.
Some plans for the week...work four nights. Hopefully get more writing done this weekend. Maybe have guests over on Sunday.

Theology: The Study of God

2011-02-06T19:53:00.000-08:00

Read Psalm 19 and Romans 1:18-32

Theology has been called the queen of sciences because there is no greater topic to study than God Himself. But unlike other sciences, in theology, we sit under our Subject, waiting to learn what He will reveal about Himself; for it is by revelation that we know anything at all about God. We can’t put Him under a microscope; such a God wouldn’t be worthy of worship.
How do we know anything at all about God? First, He has revealed Himself in creation. We see that in Psalm 19. We see His power and goodness, His design and providence. Throughout the world, no matter the language, the book of creation shouts that God exists, but men willingly suppress this knowledge.
Knowing that God is Creator leaves us without excuse that He exists, but it doesn’t tell us how to get right with this God. For that we need another book; the Bible; the written Word of God. It’s here that we hear the bad news that man sinned, and we hear from story after story the tragic effects of that fall. We also see God’s mercy, forgiveness and love demonstrated throughout history again and again.
We see the arrival of the Person of the Son of God, the promised Deliverer. This is the good news. Gospel means ‘good news’. We read about His perfect life and the defeat of sin on the cross of Calvary.
In the letters, or epistles, we learn the implications of the life of Christ on the life of the believer. Finally, we get a glimpse of things to come, when we are finally free from sin forever. Christ came to deliver us from the penalty of sin, the Holy Spirit was sent to save us from the power of sin, and when we get to Heaven, we’ll be free from the presence of sin. Done, done and done!
That’s why it’s worthwhile to study theology. In studying our great Subject, we learn to know Him personally, as He reveals more and more of Himself. He is a truly inexhaustible subject, and we’ll be forever learning new things about Him throughout eternity. It’s like the gospel is a multi-faceted diamond. Every way you look at it, you see something you haven’t seen before, and it is amazing!
If I were a castaway on a deserted island and could have only one book, I would choose the Bible. If you take any other book, it’s always the same; but the Bible is alive. It keeps revealing more new things about God every time we read it.
Life is short, and even if we were to study God’s Word our whole life, we could only conclude that there is still so much to know that we don’t even know how much we don’t know.
“And there are also many other things which Jesus did, which if they were written in detail, I suppose that even the world itself would not contain the books that would be written.” John 21:25

Games People Play

2011-02-01T22:58:00.000-08:00

Growing up, we didn't have many toys. That's one of my poor girl stories I always tell my kids. They say "Yes, Mom we know, you only had a soap dish with a hole in it."

I had no Barbies, but my sister had two and wouldn't share. I had no cars, but my sister had two Matchbox cars and wouldn't share. Do I sound bitter?

We would get an occasional board game for Christmas. We had Monopoly, but I never liked it because it was endless and I always lost to my sister. We had Sorry, Trouble, and Don't Spill the Beans, which had a pot and you loaded one kidney bean at a time until it fell one way or the other. It was a rather pointless game and eventually the beans were scattered thoughout our perpetually messy, shared attic bedroom. We also had Yahtzee and Probe, which was some kind of language game.

I had a few dolls. One early one was the Drowsy Doll, she had pink polka dot pajamas and sleepy eyelids. If you pulled her string, she said eight different things, like. "I'm tired," or "Mommy, cover me up." My mom gave it away thinking I was too old to play with dolls. I was heartbroken.

I was sent a Finnish doll from my grandmother in Finland. She was dressed in traditional clothing and had brown curly hair and looked like my mom. But I wasn't allowed to play with her as she was just a decoration.

Then I had another pretty doll with blonde curly hair. She was a favourite. One day I came home to find it, too was given away. This time to a daughter of a co-worker who was visiting. I was heartbroken again, and angry, too. As if I had so many toys I could stand to part with them!

One of my favourite Christmas presents was around the age of eleven, when I got a chalkboard on a stand. At this age we played school a lot and wanted to be a teacher when I grew up. That Christmas Eve night, I stayed up late playing with it. At the time, I thought it must have been expensive, but it was more that we were poor.

In the bathtub, I had no toys. I used the soap dish as my boat. Unfortunately, it had a hole in it, so it became a submarine. Maybe that's when my love for submarines began! I'm trying to gain insight here, people. Stay with me.

We didn't have any craft games, either, except my sister had a Spirograph, but I wasn't allowed to use it much. We had colouring books on rare occasions. My sister was given a paint by numbers set as a gift, but I never had one. Man, the more I think about it, the more deprived I feel. I feel cheated all over again.

Since we didn't have much to play with inside, there was this place called Outside, and there was a lot to do out there. We had a large group of kids in the neighbourhood and most of us could play outside until the street lights came on. That was the signal, whether my mom was home or not. Usually she worked in a restaurant in the evenings.

We played kick-the-can on rare late nights, or hide-n-seek with a two block limit. It was a drag being "IT". That meant we would roam through laneways behind houses or cut through people's yards. I guess we weren't very sensitive to the idea of private property.

We also played Red Rover, Green green red, Mother May I?, Frozen Tag (Statue), Simon Says, British Bull Dog, and War. I loved War. Maybe I was a closet megalomaniac and loved the power.

We didn't have much in the way of sporting equipment. My sister had marbles. If I ever had them, I lost them to her in a game. We had a rubber ball, which occupied us much at home and school, playing sing-song games against walls, like Meemies-Tabapsies. We also had a game where you put the ball into the foot of a leg of old panty hose and stood with your back to the wall and banged it around at various points around you as you sang a song. At least, we were only allowed to use old ripped up panty hose, but other kids would buy new ones for that purpose. We also played hop scotch if anyone had chalk, or we'd use a stick and play in the gravel driveway.

I asked for a skipping rope, but only ever got a single skip rope. The girls at school would have the long ropes for double-dutch and we spent many recesses occupied with those games, particularly in grades 5-8. Our other favourites were dodge ball and clapping games like Concentration or Categories. We also made cootie-catchers, but I don't recall if we had a name for them. They were the folded paper things that had numbers and answers in them and they were the deciding factor in disputes, or the answer to any question posed to them.

For baseball, my sister had a glove. I only had a glove from Finnish baseball, or pesapallo. I hated standing out, but having such an odd thing when every one else had a regular baseball glove certainly did that. It had a pocket that sat at the top of your fingers, so you had to try to miss the palm of your hand to catch it in the pocket on top. If the ball hit the palm of your hand it would hurt, because there was no padding on it.

I think we had, or my sister had, a frisbee, which she occasionally shared. She also had a hula hoop and kerplunkers, which were large marbles attached by a string at the top and you let them smack against each other. It was kind of a dangerous toy. She also had a slinky, silly putty, play-doh and a yo-yo. Are you sensing a pattern here, as well, or is it just me?

I had some hand-me-down skates and cross-country skiis. I had a mediocre bike. Whenever the police constables would come to school to do a community safety check, my bike would always fail, but I couldn't afford the upgrades, like a light, or a basket, or extra reflectors. Of course, helmets weren't required back then, but I can recall several incidents where one would have been useful.

The neighbourhood kids would play outside all summer, playing baseball on the street, instead of in a park. We would yell, Car! like kids who play street hockey. We would lose our ball to the neighbourhood crabby lady, who would come outside in her dressing gown, and if it landed in her yard, she'd confiscate it and say, "It's mine, now!" But we would get her back by 'knick-knocking', as we called it. Late at night, we'd either knock on her door or ring the doorbell, and then run away. Mischievous, I know.

We also had a deck of cards and our mom taught us several versions of Solitaire, and Rummy 500. With our friends, we played Go Fish, War, and many other games whose names I don't recall. A deck of cards was cheap entertainment.

I think we needed less entertainment than kids today. We had to use our imaginations. Also, it helped to have such a large group. We didn't seem to fight or need an adult to direct us. And we had that great place called "Outside" that was always available. In winter, we'd go tobogganning or skating at the local homemade rink at school or at the park. We occasionally played in playgrounds. We preferred to play group games with the neighbourhood kids.

Finnish Strawberry Shortcake

2011-02-01T21:42:00.000-08:00

This is my favourite variation of this cake, but you can use any fresh or canned fruit. Canned mandarin oranges are also nice.

Preheat oven to 350F. Grease and sugar glass lasagna pan, or two round cake pans but decrease baking time by about five minutes.

Using 3 equal sized glasses side by side, break 5 eggs into one glass, then measure out an equal amount of sugar and flour into the other glasses.
Add 1/2 tsp. vanilla to the eggs. Beat together the eggs, vanilla and sugar with a hand mixer. Add the flour and 1 tsp. baking powder.
Add 1/2 cup melted margarine.

Bake approx. 30 minutes until golden brown. Divide lengthwise. Boil 1/2 cup water and dissolve 2 tbsp. strawberry jam in it, or use the juice in the can of mandarin oranges to soak the top of the bottom layer. Top with fresh whipped cream and sliced strawberries. Add top layer of cake, cover with whipped cream and more berries.

Hassleback Potatoes

2011-02-01T21:36:00.000-08:00

One of our families' favourite ways to eat potatoes. Very nice side dish to ribs or chicken. Smells wonderful as it cooks and is very inviting to guests.

Peel and slice potatoes into small pieces. Use your favourite type of potato.
Melt margarine and brush on potatoes.
Mix: Bread crumbs, grated parmesan cheese and seasoned salt.
Sprinkle on potatoes.
Bake in a shallow dish with a small amount of water. Bake uncovered for approximately one hour at 350F. Brush occasionally with melted butter. Serve with sour cream as a condiment.

Chili Con Carne

2011-02-01T21:32:00.000-08:00

Prepare two regular size cans of tomato soup or one family size tin, with the required water, in a large pot.
Brown 1 lb. hamburger; drain fat. Add pepper. Saute one onion. Add meat and onion to soup. Add 3 tbsp. chili powder. Add 2 cans red kidney beans. Bring to a boil, then simmer 45 minutes until thickened. Cut recipe in half for family of four. This serves 8-10 people. Also nice to add sauteed mushrooms and can of corn. Serve with salad and crusty bread. Top chili with cheddar cheese or a dollop of sour cream. We also like it topped with cheddar cheese and served with nacho chips on the side, for dipping. May be frozen.

Macaroni and Cheese Bake

2011-02-01T21:25:00.000-08:00

1/4 cup margarine
1/4 cup flour
1/2 tsp. salt
2 cups milk
2 cups grated cheddar cheese
2 cups cooked elbow macaroni
1/4 cup bread crumbs
1/4 cup grated parmesan cheese

Boil macaroni, strain. Prepare cheese sauce. Top with bread crumbs and parmesan and a little more cheddar cheese. Bake in an uncovered casserole dish.
Makes four servings. Prep time 15 minutes. Bake at 350 F for 20-25 minutes.

Pina Colada Punch

2011-02-01T20:59:00.001-08:00

1 can frozen pina colada mix
1 can water
1 can frozen apple juice
1- 2 litre bottle of ginger ale

Cream of Leek Soup

2011-02-01T20:56:00.000-08:00

Slice one large leek into 1/4 inch pieces. Boil leeks in 1-1/2 to 2 cups water. Save water. Add 3 tbsp. flour to 2 cups milk. Add 1 pkg. chicken base to milk. Combine leeks, water and milk. Salt to taste. Simmer.

Black Bottom Cupcakes

2011-02-01T20:53:00.000-08:00

These are both pretty and rich and delicious. A fun thing to bring to a party or pot luck.

Combine
1 8 oz. pkg of cream cheese
1 egg, slightly beaten,
1/3 cup sugar
pinch salt

Add 6 oz. pkg of chocolate chips to above mixture and set aside.

1- 1/2 cups flour
1 cup sugar
1/4 cup cocoa
1 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt
1 cup water
1/2 cup oil
1 tbsp. white vinegar
1 tsp. vanilla

Mix second set of ingredients together well, Fill lined muffin tins 1/3- 1/2 full. Drop a large spoonful of the cheese mixture on top. Makes 18.
Bake at 350 F for 20-25 minutes.

Malawi

2011-01-31T21:55:00.000-08:00

Jan. 31, 2011.

Outside my window...dark and very cold. We're supposed to get a foot of snow in the next few days. I hate winter. One day I hope to live in a tropical climate.
I am thinking...on Sunday we had four Pastors from Malawi visiting our church. They ministered in both services and the adult class. They also did a presentation on the work in Malawi. I was shocked to learn the poverty line there is $1.25/day. Between services, we had two of them over to our home for a rest and a snack. We must seem extremely rich by comparison, and I know we are blessed. I know we've been given much, but much will be required. My husband and I talked about what to do with it. We learned a bicycle costs $125 and is a sole means of transportation for a Pastor. Also a metal roof for a church costs $500.00
I am thankful for...the opportunity to be a part of the work of Christ throughout the world, and the sweet fellowship with believers from all over the world.
From the kitchen...boring. Chicken legs and carrots. I'm still hungry.
I am wearing...black yoga pants (and long johns), a print top and a black sweater.
I am reading...Discovering Christ in the Song of Solomon by Don Fortner. It's so beautiful. How did I never see these things before?
I am hoping...my shifts this week won't be as busy as last week.
I am hearing...the train. I arrived in time for the early train so I could visit my sister's fiance before work, but it was delayed twenty minutes due to a medical emergency. Maybe tomorrow.
Around the house...there's a rabbit under our deck. He probably feels safe there, from coyotes, and warm next to the hot tub. I wouldn't mind, but he ate our rose bush, the varmint!
One of my favourite things...a hot sauna, in my own home. Still amazed by that, and thankful.
Some plans for the week...work three nights, hopefully have a quiet weekend catching up on work around the house. I still haven't even tried the sports and dance games for our Kinect. Maybe we'll have guests on Sunday.

Women in the Genealogy of Christ: Part Three: Ruth

2011-01-28T18:39:00.000-08:00

Ruth

Read Ruth 1-4.
Sources:
Lineage of Grace by Francine Rivers
Her Name is Woman Book Two by Gien Karssen
Faithful God by Sinclair Ferguson

The book of Ruth is short, only four chapters, but there is much in little. On the surface, it is a love story of an unlikely woman,a poor widow from Moab, with a wealthy, honorable Israelite, named Boaz.

Sinclair Ferguson describes how a personal ad would have appeared in the Bethlehem Star:

"Single Moabite woman, widowed, childless, with mother-in-law, seeks well-to-do Bethlehem businessman with view to marriage; must love mother-in-law."

The story is about the themes of returning/conversion, loving-kindness, loyalty and faithfulness. It shows how Ruth and her meddling mother-in-law, Naomi are saved by their Kinsman-Redeemer. It has an overarching theme of the Providence of God in difficult circumstances to advance his kingdom. It was written a few generations after the fact to show how God used an unlikely foreign woman to be the great-grandmother of King David. Ruth is also listed in the Gospel genealogy in Matthew to show that she is also in the family line of Christ. It shows the inclusion of the Gentiles (non-Jews) in the great plan of Redemption.

Ferguson also contrasts Boaz with Adam. They both seemed to have it all, but they were both alone, and that was "not good". They both went to sleep, and when they woke up, the woman of their dreams was there.

Ruth is always used as an example of loyalty and faithfulness. Her famous words (spoken to her mother-in-law) are often quoted at wedding ceremonies to show devotion. I don’t know if that means you’re pledging your love to your Mother-in-law...

“Entreat me not to leave you,
Or to turn from following after you;
For wherever you go, I will go;
And wherever you lodge, I will lodge;
Your people shall be my people,
And your God, my God.
Where you die, I will die.
And there will I be buried.
The Lord do so to me, and more also,
If anything but death parts you and me.”

The Bible has a bit of everything in it. There is history, biography, poetry, prose, apocalyptic and even romance. The book of Ruth is a romance novella which plays an important part in redemptive history. God could have just thrown a couple together in an arranged marriage and the family line of Christ would have continued on. Yet he chose to give us a glimpse into the character of a young Gentile woman, in order to give hope to those of us outside of the nation of Israel.

Who are the players in this story?

Boaz

-A wealthy businessman in Bethlehem; he was powerful and important in society.

-Older than Ruth by at least twenty years.

-Parents were Salmon and Rahab, the harlot. (Remember them from our last study?)

-Would he have grown up with any stigma due to his mother’s history? Perhaps. It would have made him more sensitive to the feelings of an outsider.

-He is impressed by Ruth as she works in the field, hearing a good report of her by his foreman.

-He has heard of her actions in following Naomi to a strange country. He may have thought of his mother, Rahab, who did the same thing.

-Although he is impressed by her and may even be attracted to her, he doesn’t pursue her as he probably feels their age difference is too great.

-If it were not for Naomi’s meddling and Ruth’s willingness to do as Naomi instructed her, Boaz may never have made a move.

-When she approaches him the night on the threshing floor and basically proposes to him, he is very humble, not even acknowledging that he is quite an eligible bachelor. Instead, he commends her for not running after the young men.

-He guards her reputation the night on the threshing floor by sending her away while it is still dark, lest someone assume something happened between them, and then he gives her grain to take with her in case someone was to inquire where she was at that hour.

-He remembers that there is another relative who is closer than he. This is the conflict, or complicating factor you see in all great romances. How will they overcome it? Will our hero and heroine find true love?

-He also tells her he’ll approach the other relative, so she doesn’t have to humble herself by proposing to someone else.

-He also indirectly promises to care for Naomi as well.

-He may have worried that the other relative would be greedy for the land, but was pleased that the man did not want to have a wife whose son would bear another man’s name. He would also have to share his inheritance. Similar idea to the story of Tamar, where Onan did not want to father a son for another man or share the inheritance.

-This transaction, done at the “city gates” where all business was transacted before witnesses,was done properly, so there would be no question as to the legitimacy of Boaz’s claim to Ruth and the inheritance of Elimelech.

-Although it sounds like Ruth is ‘purchased’ in a business transaction, you see from the interaction between them, that Ruth and Boaz do really love each other.

Naomi

-Left home with her husband and two sons during a famine, and settled in Moab.

-Was she disappointed that her sons married foreign wives? Not ultimately.

-Her husband dies, then both her sons. A true tragedy. Now she is alone and destitute. There was no social assistance or life insurance plans. As a woman in that culture, she would have had no way to earn a living. A widow with no sons was truly destitute, as we learned from Tamar.

-She tells her daughters-in-law to return to their families and their gods, as she would return to Bethlehem. Orpah goes, but Ruth clings to Naomi.

-When they return to Bethlehem, Naomi is welcomed by friends, but she complains about her lot in life and feels God has dealt harshly with her. She is bitter. Much like Jacob after he thought Joseph died, when he said, “everything is against me.”

-They begin to glean. This was a practice put in place by God as a way for foreigners and the poor in Israel to have enough to eat.

“When you reap the harvest of your land, you shall not wholly reap the corners of your field, nor shall you gather the gleanings of your harvest. And you shall not glean your vineyard, nor shall you gather every grape of your vineyard; you shall leave them for the poor and the stranger: I am the LORD your God.” Lev. 19:9, 10

“When you reap your harvest in your field, and forget a sheaf in the field, you shall not go back to get it; it shall be for the stranger, the fatherless, and the widow, that the LORD your god may bless you in all the work of your hands....And you shall remember that you were a slave in the land of Egypt; therefore I command you to do this thing.” Deut. 24: 19, 22

-Things begin to change when she sees God’s providence in leading Ruth to glean in Boaz’s field. Although it seems like it was just a coincidence that Ruth ended up in Boaz’s field, we know nothing happens by accident. Naomi knows he is a near relative. Could this key from their past may also be a bridge to their future?

-She is a bit of a meddling mother-in-law, but she does what she does out of love for Ruth and a desire to see her looked after.

-She catches on that there is some interest on Boaz’s part towards Ruth, based on his treatment of her: he makes sure the workers don’t abuse her, he offers her the protection of staying in his field, he lets her eat with them, she can drink water drawn by the servants, he makes sure she can
gather enough food for her and Naomi, and he comments favourably about her character and conduct.

-Naomi hatches a plan based on the right to a levirate marriage. She doesn’t know if Boaz will go for it, but she instructs Ruth to prepare herself as if she was going on a date.

-Ruth trusts Naomi and follows her instructions, since she is unaware of the customs of the Jews.

-I’m sure she was aware that she was to entice Boaz in some way and seek out his protection in marriage. It just seemed like a strange way to go about it.

-When the story ends, the friends and relatives say, “...your daughter-in-law, who loves you, who is better to you than seven sons, has borne him.”

Ruth

-A young woman, from the country of Moab.

-The Moabites were enemies of Israel.

-They are descended from the incestuous union of Lot and one of his daughters after the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.

-Unlike Orpah, Naomi’s other daughter-in-law, Ruth came to love her new family and trust in their God.

-Ruth’s pledge of undying faithfulness is commendable. Naomi probably doesn’t realize at this point just how much Ruth will mean to her future happiness.

-Ruth is very brave to leave everything familiar and stable and secure to go with Naomi to a new country and unknown circumstances. She is probably aware they will be poor, yet she trusts in God far more than Naomi at this point.

-Ruth follows Naomi’s instructions each day, as she is trying to adapt to this new culture as a foreigner.

-She understands that in spite of God’s commands to look after the foreigner, it was not always done.

-She appreciates the kindness shown to her by Boaz.

-They marry, and now Ruth has two mothers-in-law: Naomi, who is a proud grandmother to their son, Obed, and Rahab, who would have been a very understanding mother-in-law.

-Obed would have been considered to be Naomi’s son, because he would carry the name of her son, Mahlon. Yet, he would have been raised by Ruth and Boaz, and not handed over to Naomi in that sense.

-I love how this story relates back to our study of Rahab, and also farther back to Tamar, because when the townspeople bless their marriage, they say,

“May your house be like the house of Perez, whom Tamar bore to Judah, because of the offspring which the LORD will give you from this woman.” Ruth 4:12

-Like Tamar, Ruth is an ancestor of David, and of Christ, in an unexpected way.

-The idea of the Kinsman-Redeemer is that a near relative can redeem the property of an impoverished relative. These laws were in place to ensure that family members are looked after and the land stays in the family.

-A mile east of Bethlehem stands the “field of Boaz” which is where Ruth gleaned. The field next to it is called the “field of the shepherds”. Tradition holds that the angels first proclaimed the birth of Christ over a thousand years later. I love how the stories of these women in the
genealogy all tie together.

C-c-c-cold!

2011-01-24T22:25:00.000-08:00

January 24, 2011.

Outside my window...dark, but lighter than last week. We're in the middle of a cold snap. Minus 26 C.
I am thinking...this week in Toronto there was a funeral for a police officer killed while on duty. He was run over by a stolen snow plow. He leaves a wife and two year old son. Very impressive turnout by those in uniform. Over 14,000 people attended. Twelve thousand men in uniform marched past my work, but I was at home asleep. Times like that, I hate shift work.
I am thankful for...a heated home.
From the kitchen...pork chops and broccoli.
I am wearing...jeans and a purple 'mom' sweater.
I am reading...Fatal Judgment by Irene Hannon.
I am hoping...my sister's fiance won't have any complications with his radiation. He is finally at my hospital. I'm on my way to see him before my shift starts.
I am hearing...the train. I love my commute.
Around the house...I saw The King's Speech with my daughter. You wouldn't think a movie about speech impediments would be so good, but it was. They also brought out some of the politics of the day. On Saturday, me, my mom and my youngest daughter went down to the Convention Centre to watch an International Rhythmic Gymnastics competition. My cousin's daughter was here from Finland. We saw her for two minutes. The Finnish women's group performance won first place for both Juniors and Seniors. It was interesting to watch, but a long afternoon.
One of my favourite things...free books. I got one at church Sunday, by our friend, Roger Fellows.
Some plans for the week...I went to the dentist today, but had to reschedule because their pipes were frozen. Now I'm working four nights. Saturday, I'm speaking on the Book of Ruth at the Ladies' Meeting. Then I'll cook and clean for Sunday. We're having four Pastors from Malawi at church, then a church supper. We may have one or two of them over between services if they want a nap.

Death Bed Conversions

2011-01-18T06:44:00.001-08:00

I've been thinking about death bed conversions, lately...probably because that's what I would love to see for my sister's fiance who has terminal brain cancer.

I've personally heard of two cases of death bed conversions. While that's not many, if it's your relative, that's the one that matters.

The only instance of a death bed conversion in Scripture is the thief on the cross. While not literally on a bed, it was still done a few hours before his death and with a knowledge that he'd soon be facing the Judge of the earth in his guilty state.

"One of the criminals who were hanged there was hurling abuse at Him, saying, 'Are you not the Christ? Save Yourself and us!'
But the other answered, and rebuking him said, 'Do you not even fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? And we indeed are suffering justly, for we are receiving what we deserve for our deeds; but this man has done nothing wrong.'
And he was saying, 'Jesus, remember me when You come in Your kingdom!'
And He said to him, 'Truly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise.'"
Luke 23:39-43

What does this teach us?
One: No one is beyond hope. Even a condemned criminal with no redeeming qualities inherits eternal life simply by believing in Christ.
Two: We are not saved by baptism or works. They follow salvation, but do not merit it. This man had no opportunity to get down from his cross and do good works or be baptized. Again, he was saved by faith in Christ.
Three: There is no such place as purgatory. If anyone would have needed to go there, it would have been he. Jesus didn't say, "After you've suffered and paid for your sins a while, you can join me in Heaven." He said, "Today, you'll be with me in Paradise." An immediate reward for his faith.
Four: There is no soul sleep until the resurrection, but we are "absent from the body, present with the Lord." It happens 'today', when we die.
Five: Heaven means to be in the presence of God. He would be with Jesus.

The overall lesson from this is that faith alone in Christ alone is the only means of securing a place in Heaven, safe with Jesus and protected from the wrath of God.

Why is there only one example of a death bed conversion in Scripture?
There is only one, so we do not presume to have time, and yet there is one, so that we do not despair.
While there is life, there is hope.
Oh Lord, do it again!

Europe!

2011-01-17T18:49:00.000-08:00

January 17, 2011.

Outside my window...dark, cold, lots of snow.
I am thinking...I'm soooooooo excited. We booked our trip to Europe for this July, to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. It'll be 21 days, ten countries, 27 cities. We'll be doing a bus tour, but going by train in the Chunnel to the continent. We have a direct flight to London and also from Paris when we return. The cities we'll be travelling to are London, Amsterdam, Cologne, Rhine Valley, Heidelberg, Strasbourg,Lucerne, Liechtenstein, Innsbruck, Venice, Rome, Isle of Capri, Sorrento, Pompeii, Monte Cassino, Assisi, Florence, Pisa, Nice, Cannes, St. Paul de Vence, Avignon,Lyon, Beaune,Paris, Vimy Ridge, Dover. I know it'll be exhausting, but it's a once-in-a-lifetime trip and we might as well do it while we have the energy to do so. If we calculated correctly, we'll be in Venice, Italy on our actual anniversary. So romantic.
I am thankful for...being able to keep up with my Bible reading of five chapters a day, thus far. I'm really enjoying it, too.
From the kitchen...chicken, stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy and corn.
I am wearing...purple work out pants, a blue top. I know they don't match but, hey, I'm just heading to work where I'll wear a uniform.
I am reading...Blind Dates Can Be Murder by Mindy Starns Clark.
I am hoping...my husband and I will get an opportunity to visit John this week. He was supposed to be transferred to my hospital yesterday, but then he had to have another brain surgery to insert a shunt to drain fluid from off his brain. After a week of healing, they hope to send him to us for radiation.
I am hearing...the train. Have I mentioned before how much I enjoy the GO train?
Around the house...I finished my message on Ruth for the Ladies' Meeting, and then I kept going and finished the one on Bathsheba as well. Last night I did the crazy Finn thing: I heated up in the sauna, rolled in the snow in my bathing suit, and then warmed up in the hot tub. I had witnesses and this morning there was still evidence of my snow angel.
One of my favourite things...pajama days. I had one on Saturday and ended up being very productive. Everyone needs one of those once in a while.
Some plans for the week...work three nights. Work out again on Friday. My eldest is home this weekend. I may go downtown to see my cousin's daughter, who is here from Finland for a gymnastics competition.

Goals for 2011

2011-01-15T07:20:00.000-08:00

The beginning of a new year always brings about the inevitable questions about New Years’ Resolutions. Because most people are notorious for not keeping them, present company included, I’ve long since given up on even making any.

However, I do set goals for myself. I find if they are realistic and measurable, I can usually attain them.

I break them down into categories: physical/health, spiritual, professional/intellectual, relationships, household/financial, and hobbies. Then I think about what I’m currently doing that’s worth keeping, plan to continue that and improve in some small way in each category, so I’ll grow. New for this year, I’ll have a separate category for writing.

For example, when my daughters were still very young, I didn’t have much time for reading. So, back then my reading goal was for four books per year, because I figured I could manage one every three months if I worked at it slowly. It seems laughable to me now, since I usually read over 60 books a year. But, as I said, I made my goals realistic for how my life was at the time.
So, I think 70 books is a reasonable goal for next year.

As a Christian, I don’t think it’s unspiritual to set goals. I still need God’s help to reach them. But I do think that if your goal is to be a spiritually mature person, you’ve got to take steps to get there. It’s like saying, “I want to be a world-class pianist”, and then never practicing the piano. It doesn’t work that way.

So, that being said, I’ll share my goals, partly to make me accountable. I can check back at the end of 2011 and see how I did.

My Bible verse for this year is: "He must increase, but I must decrease." John 3:30

Physical/Health:-Lose spare tire.
-Go to Curves 1-3 times a week.
-Dentist 4 times a year, Doctor once a year. Yearly screening mammogram.

Spiritual:
-Attend church twice a week
-Increase weekly tithing amount.
-Bible reading: Five chapters a day. Let’s try again.
-Attend at least one Christian conference.
-Continue with nursery, kitchen, lead College and Careers group, speak at Ladies’ Meeting occasionally.
-Take on support of a new ministry.

Professional/Intellectual:
-Work full time.
-Obtain at least 20 hours of oncology nursing continuing education hours to keep up my C.O.N.(C) certification.
-Do the College of Nurses quality assurance requirements.
-Hospital on-line inservice and continuing education as required.
-Read at least two books on current events/social issues.
-Watch the news. Stay current on world events.

Relationships:
-Marriage—continue weekly dates.
-Travel with my husband to Europe for 21 days for our 25th Anniversary in July.
Daughters—girls only trips, shopping trips, mani-pedi dates. Family photo shoot at Thanksgiving.
-Extended family—keep up socially, with facebook
-Attend social events.
-Send Christmas letter update.
-Friends—facebook, twitter,blog.
-Entertain friends at least twice a month.

Household/Financial:
-Save for half of trip to Europe.
-Continue to support other charities.
-Set aside money for daughters’ university fees.

Hobbies:
-Read 70 books in total
-Watch as much soccer as possible. (I love goals like this. Everything isn’t about work.) Take in a TFC soccer game, if possible.
-Write book reviews as I read.

Writing:
-Complete first draft of one of my works-in-progress, work on the others.
-Continue to blog at least twice a week.
--Read three books on the craft of writing.
--Attend ACFW writer’s conference in September, if possible.
--Find a critique group or partner.
--Read blogs and articles about writing.
--Continue to journal once a week.

Well, that’s me. I know that equals a busy life. Sure, I could sit around and watch mindless t.v. instead, but what is there to show for it at the end of the year? I hope this inspired you to make your own goals, instead of resolutions.

Review of Last Year's Goals

2011-01-15T06:31:00.000-08:00

Review of Resolutions/Shmesolutions 2010

Before I set new goals for the year, I like to asses how successful I was in the previous year, or if I was way off the mark. I put my evaluation in CAPS after each sentence. Later today, I'll write new goals.

The beginning of a new year always brings about the inevitable questions about New Years’ Resolutions. Because most people are notorious for not keeping them, present company included, I’ve long since given up on even making any.
However, I do set goals for myself. I find if they are realistic and measurable, I can usually attain them.

I break them down into categories: physical/health, spiritual, professional/intellectual, relationships, household/financial, and hobbies. Then I think about what I’m currently doing that’s worth keeping, plan to continue that and improve in some small way in each category, so I’ll grow.

For example, when my daughters were still very young, I didn’t have much time for reading. So, back then my reading goal was for four books per year, because I figured I could manage one every three months if I worked at it slowly. It seems laughable to me now, since I usually read over 60 books a year. But, as I said, I made my goals realistic for how my life was at the time.
So, I think 70 books is a reasonable goal for next year.

As a Christian, I don’t think it’s unspiritual to set goals. I still need God’s help to reach them. But I do think that if your goal is to be a spiritually mature person, you’ve got to take steps to get there. It’s like saying, “I want to be a world-class pianist”, and then never practicing the piano. It doesn’t work that way.
So, that being said, I’ll share my goals, partly to make me accountable. I can check back at the end of 2010 and see how I did.

Physical/Health:
-Maintain my weight loss from last year within five pounds.—NOT.
-Dentist 4 times a year, Doctor once a year. Yearly screening mammogram.—MISSED MY MAMMO. OOPSIE.

Spiritual:
-Attend church twice a week.—YES.
-Increase weekly tithing amount.—YES.
-Bible reading: The New Testament within 90 days.—NO, I’M A FAILURE.
-Attend Carey Conference and other conferences, if able.—YES, TWO.
-Continue with nursery, kitchen, cleaning at church. Begin a new ministry at church—College and Careers group. Speak at Ladies’ Meeting occasionally.—YES, EXCEPT THE CLEANING. ANOTHER COUPLE GRACIOUSLY TOOK OVER FOR US.

Professional/Intellectual:
-Work full time.—YES.
-Obtain at least 20 hours of oncology nursing continuing education hours to keep up my C.O.N.(C) certification.—ABOUT 15 HOURS.
-Do the College of Nurses quality assurance requirements.—YES.
-Hospital on-line inservice and continuing education as required.—YES.
-Read at least two books on current events/social issues.—DOES STUFF CHRISTIANS LIKE, COUNT?
-Watch the news. Stay current on world events.—YES.

Relationships:
-Marriage—continue weekly dates.—MOSTLY.
-Travel with my husband: south in the winter and away for a few days for our anniversary in July.—DIDN’T GO SOUTH AS WE BOUGHT A NEW HOUSE, BUT WENT TO KINGSTON FOR OUR ANNIVERSARY.
-Daughters—family trip in summer, Carey conference, possible trip to Florida in December.—TOOK YOUNGEST DAUGHTER WITH ME TO SAN DIEGO. NO FAMILY TRIP, THOUGH.
-Extended family—keep up socially, with facebook.—YES.
-Attend family reunions, events, weddings.—YES.
-Send Christmas letter update.—YES.
-Friends—facebook, twitter,blog.—YES.
-Entertain friends at least once a month.—YES, AND THEN SOME.

Household/Financial:
-Move to new house, renovate basement.—YES, RENO TOOK FOUR MONTHS.
-Continue to support other charities.—YES.
-Set aside money for daughters’ university fees.—PAID IN FULL.

Hobbies:
-Read 70 books in total.—NO, ONLY 54.
-Watch as much soccer as possible. (I love goals like this. Everything isn’t about work.). Take in a TFC soccer game, if possible.—ATTENDED TWO TFC GAMES, ONE IN THE POURING RAIN. THAT’S DEDICATION.
-Complete one of my inspirational romances, work on the others.—NO, INSTEAD I STARTED ANOTHER PROJECT DURING NANOWRIMO.
-Continue to blog at least twice a week.—YES.
-Write book reviews as I read.—YES.
-Attempt another month of the 100 words a day challenge.—TOO BUSY, BUT I DID A WEEK OF NANO.

Well, that’s me. I know that equals a busy life. Sure, I could sit around and watch mindless t.v. instead, but what is there to show for it at the end of the year? I hope this inspired you to make your own goals, instead of resolutions.

Forbidden Fruit

2011-01-14T15:57:00.000-08:00

Read Genesis 1:9,16,17 and 3:6,22-24 and Rev. 22:2,14.

The forbidden fruit of the Garden of Eden, spoken of in the Scriptures, was not an apple. Sorry to burst your bubble. You may have seen artist's pictures of red fruit, learned about Adam's apple, (supposedly stuck in every man's throat) and heard lyrics like, "Eve tempted Adam with an apple", and may even have heard it from Sunday school teachers, but it's not true. How do we know? Go to the Scriptures.

First of all, Adam and Eve could eat of every tree in the Garden, except one. It wasn't the apple tree. It was the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. It was one of two unique trees in the Garden of Eden, and it was the only one of its kind, and located only in Eden, which is now hidden from us.

Further, once they ate of it, were judged by God and banished from Eden forever, its fruit was never eaten again, unlike the apple tree.

Also, the fruit is not decribed for us, except to say that it was good for food, pleasant to the eyes, and desirable to make one wise.

Notice that the Tree of Life, also another unique tree in the midst of the garden, was not forbidden to Adam and Eve. Ever wonder why they didn't eat from that one, instead? We'll never know.

But at least we know that in the New Jerusalem we will have access to the Tree of Life, forbidden to our first parents because of their disobedience.