my lot is secure

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

love hurts

It is with great sadness and a heavy heart that I write this blog. Yesterday, our long-time, dear friends, Pat and Debbie Griffin lost their only son to a swimming accident. We have known the Griffin's and their children for almost 21 years, the age of their son. It amazes me how we can become so connected with people who are not 'family'. Their children are like ours and ours are like theirs. Even my parents feel almost like grandparents to them. They have been a part not only of my immediate family life, but also to my extended family. Even some of my church family know Pat and Debbie. My heart hurts beyond what I can humanly bear, but I know the LORD's incredible comfort...the crazy thing is, it is just 7 days from the 2nd anniversary of the death of my oldest brother. This was my father's second comment, his first was one of deep sorrow and the feeling of being unable to cope with the death of another young person. It isn't suppose to happen this way...our kids are suppose to out-live us. Once again I am at a place of incredibly sharp focus on what is really important in this life...people. People are the only 'things' that are going to be redeemed. My own children become more and more precious to me, the children of my church family become more and more precious to me...all my friends and family and brothers and sisters in Christ are the most important things in my life. Once again, I want to be diligent to keep short accounts with love them with the love of Christ that keeps no record of wrong and covers the wrongdoer. If you are so compelled, pray for my friends and their family that they will take comfort from the Lord in this deep time of sadness and loss. And know this, my desire is that I grow in love and you grow in love by the power of the Holy Spirit... "Beloved, let us love one another, for love is of God and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God for God is love."

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Rose of the Rapids

I know, I know. It's been ages since I blogged...much has transpired in my life and I was busy living it instead of writing about it! A quick little explain Emma's comment on my last blog. Dan spoke on Sunday about (among other things) overcoming the fear of death. Well suffice it to say I was tested on this word on Sunday afternoon at Fundy Trail in one of the salmon pools. The river is very high for this time of year and the current is flowing strong and fast. However, on the surface it appears to be a gently flowing stream. The Ethridges and I were going for a swim but could not enter the water at the beach side so had to go further down stream to get in. I was minding my own business, walking in the water close to the shore. I needed to get out to deeper water in order to swim to where Madeline, Emma and Kelly were, but without realizing it I dove into the current. I was trying to swim against it with no success as Kelly and Maddie were laughing and saying "good-bye, Rose. It's been nice knowing you". I was also laughing and saying good-bye not realizing that I was about to be in some serious trouble. I attempted to cling to a rock, any rock, in order to get out of my trouble before I entered the semi-shallow, rapid covered rocks. Well, it didn't work. Gil saw the look on my face and knew I was in trouble. He began to come into the water and I was about to yell at him not to when he decided it would be of no value to try and jump in at that point. He started to go further downstream in order to try getting me there. Meanwhile, Maddie and Kelly were still laughing and all Emma could see were my arms and legs flailing up in the air. From their vantage point it didn't look like I was in trouble. I was now in the rapid covered rocks getting bashed against them and I began to panic. I knew this was the worst thing I could do because I would inevitably do the opposite of what I should. I knew there was a way out of this but I could not think straight. I cried out to the Lord for peace and a clear mind and immediately I remembered what I needed to do. At the same time all I could think of was these poor people might have to drag my battered body off the rocks and Claude and the kids would be freaked out. Any fear of death really left me and I knew that if I did die I didn't want to do it in a panic. with a supernatural sense of peace I did what I knew to do and was suddenly safe on shore, feeling relief and telling Gil I was ok. The first thing I said was, 'that was exciting'. I'm afraid Gil's sense of humour was not ready to return yet because his response (and rightly so) was 'No it wasn't!'. Fortunately we were able to have a good laugh over the situation from the backseat of the car as opposed to the back of an ambulance... I see the parallels in our faith of sometimes getting into situations that at first do not seem serious. Even our friends might not see it and even cheer us on. But from the Lord's vantage point, he sees the rapids ahead of us and is standing ready for us when we call out to Him. The moral of the story? Test the waters before you jump in head first, there might be a hidden undercurrent that will cause you to bash yourself against the rocks of life...and when you do get into a treacherous situation, don't panic. Instead cry out to the Lord, who is always faithful to cause peace and a sound mind.
Signed, A little bruised and battered but also a little wiser...
"He has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind."

Friday, May 05, 2006

whad up wit dat?

I know, I know, my last blog sounds like a rap....what can I say...that's just how it came to me! I guess I be hangin' out wid young people waaaay tooooo much!!!!! I'll have to brush up on my Wordsworth and Browning...however, if you read some of the old poetry it could be turned into a rap song.........

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Well this is how came to me....

Could it all be just a dream, a passing illusion?
Could it simply be a fanciful delusion?
This wonder, this joy
This irrepressible feeling
Is it only a ploy...
Of my own imagination
Or is it from the revelation...
That I am spirit-born from a Kingly heredity
That I have been bestowed with a heavenly authority
That comes from the King of kings, creator of the universe
His Spirit is His seal of approval
Blood-bought for iniquities removal
No confidence in my own abilities or flesh
Resting from striving, stay in the river to refresh
Our souls with this marvellous arrangement
Jesus Sacrifice cancelled the estrangement
From our Father in heaven
Let this TRUTH be like leaven
In your heart, soul and mind.
And together let us find
The ultimate reality
We need to hear the finality
Of Jesus final cry
From the crucifixion
“It is finished, It is done”
Now look only to the Son
And be changed, radiant
Without shame
As we trust in HIS Name

“I put no confidence in my flesh or my emotions, they are a lost cause. I must look to HIM…LOOK to HIM AND BE CHANGED! I must take hold of what JESUS took hold of me for….I will push into the Lord until my life reflects the truth of HIS redeeming power. “We are changed from Glory to Glory with ever increasing Glory as we BEHOLD him…BEHOLD the Lamb that was slain .....May the Lamb receive the rewards of his sufferings in my

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

More Denying My Self

So here's a random thought I had the other day when Katie T was here: How cool is it that I don't have to rely on self-confidence to live my life. I am confident in the Lord's ability to do his work in and through me. It is freedom!
Here's another one that came on the heels of this one. If I am a child of the King that means that I have inherited kingdom authority...not from my abilities or skills but simply because I am a daughter of the King! I can go out in the name of King Jesus...and even if I am the weakest of his family, it is the simple fact of my heredity that gives me that authority...oh it's so hard to express the incredible revelation and impact this had on words are sooo inadequate sometimes! I'll work on it....

Thursday, April 20, 2006

"Oh, hurray! Good old Puddleglum!"

Puddleglum to the 'Queen' of the Underworld: "So I won't deny any of what you said. But there's one thing more to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed or made up, all those things- trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones.[...] That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia."
The Chronicles of Narnia #7 The Silver Chair, by CS Lewis

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

great minds think alike....

thought I would post something a little lighthearted today since I've been pretty serious lately....I was at Bayview Elementary School today to tutor Danny, a little Korean boy. As he took off his coat I realized we had similar (very similar) sweaters on and very similar bluejeans...When he discovered this he laughed and laughed and showed some of the other teachers. One of them took a picture of us.... it made for an easy time with him as otherwise he's usually bored or disinterested (he's quite brilliant and doesn't really need tutoring except his parents insist). This kept a smile on his face for the entire hour. Funny how something so simple can lighten a situation and turn it to a more positive experience. TOO CUTE!!! perhaps I'll post the picture if I get a copy...