A Sticky Situation

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The past few months in Ontario have been some of the hottest ever recorded.  Temperatures have consistently soared to between 30 – 40 degrees when factoring in the humidity.

The air feels sticky, even steamy leaving some folk laboring to take a breath in the oxygen-deprived air.  Relief eludes us, in fact, it seems that this intense heat has enveloped almost the entire Northern hemisphere locking us into a vortex of unusually high heat.

I liken this weather to life situations.  When trouble hits, whether it is illness, a death, work-related or financial challenges, we are suddenly thrust into the midst of a cloying, uncomfortable place that depletes our energy and we sink into an abyss of worry or grief.  It is an unpleasant and frightening place to be.  We have to be strong and not give up as we fight to maintain a semblance of normalcy in our lives.

Just as breathing is challenging on a hot, steamy summer day knowing how to deal with life-challenges can be an arduous uphill battle too.

We become so overwhelmed by the turbulent events that threaten our sanity; even our life and wise decision-making can elude us.  That’s when we need help.

The Bible gives us ample encouragement if we choose to read and trust its’ content.  We can find many words to hang on to and calm our troubled spirit and mind.

Commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass.    Psalm 37:5

Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him.  Psalm 37:7

.. those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up (walk) with wings like eagles.  They shall run and not be weary.  They shall walk and not faint.   Isaiah 40:31

Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.  Psalm 30:5

I experienced a particularly horrifying period some years ago.  My life became a battleground as I was alone and rejected.  Jobless and (for a brief period) homeless.  I was tired and hopeless.  Unable to see the wood among the trees as I became more and more dejected.

A chance (methinks it was a God taking control moment) visit to a small church saved me.  I wanted safety and peace.  I was ready to give up.  I sat.  Took a deep breath and asked God for help.

A bible in front of me had a well-worn section and I opened it and read.

The Lord is my shepherd;

I shall not want.

He makes me to lie down in green pastures;

He leads me beside the still waters.

He restores my soul;

He leads me in the paths of righteousness

For His name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil;

For You are with me.

Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;

You anoint my head with oil;

My cup runs over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me

All the days of my life;

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord, forever.   NKJV New King James version.

Those few moments filled me with a sense of purpose.  I chose to not give up on my life and determined to seek wise advice, instead of struggling alone.

Whatever you are dealing with, please choose to not give up.  Reach out for help, be it from a church member, a social services agency or a trusted friend.

I found renewed hope and I know you can too.

God loves you just as you are.  Trust Him to be your guide to bring you relief.

Patricia

 

 

 

 

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Surviving ‘Uncle Hitler’ – Book Review

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Surviving ‘Uncle Hitler’  Journey of a German Girl written by Dorothea Wollin Null is a thoroughly engrossing account of the life of six year old Dorothea, caught up in the atrocities of  war in Europe.

Under the brutal Hitler regime the German people were hoodwinked into thinking the bombing of German has been unprovoked.  They believed their country was innocent of evil activities and was being led by a leader of esteem.  This was before television reporters could investigate to reveal the truth.

When her family lost their home they began a long, dangerous journey seeking shelter wherever they could.  This journey took them through the Hitler reign, the Russian occupation and so much more.

The strength they needed was beyond their ability.  Their Christian faith sustained them through extreme conditions lasting for decades.

Dorothea’s account is beautifully compelling and sad.  War is especially cruel to children who have no real concept of why people are suddenly so cruel and lacking compassion toward neighbours who are in trouble.

Emotions are turned upside down and surviving to hold their family together became the mainstay of her parents and siblings.

Finally landing in America, her story will hold your attention from beginning to end.

I can relate to much of what she recalls having survived bomb attacks through the German blitz on England and being relocated out of London during second world war in England.  None of what I experienced compares with the trials Dorothea and her family endured.  This honest critique from the memories of a little girl is definitely a must-read.

Highly recommended for all.

I was provided with a complimentary copy of this publication in exchange for an honest review.

https://www.amazon.ca/review/RJ6BAD1KSB755

New Day

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After being hit by a substantial snowfall yesterday today is showing promise.

This new day displays beautiful art in the sky.

Living close to a lake, we experience truly lovely skies as the sun rises.  Today is no exception.  Despite the wintry landscape the rising sun casts deep contrasts of light and shadow wherever you look.  A delight to behold.

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Methinks this wasp nest will not survive.  Crows continually visit, pulling it apart.

Make this new day count.  Smile much and be thankful for family, friends and good neighbours.

Patricia

 

 

Four Letter Words

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Four letter word.  The mere mention can conjure up one word that is complete profanity.  It is a word that I have always abhorred.  One of my uncles once described it as a word that is only used prolifically by uneducated people, because they cannot express themselves without its use.

Mm…..  well then, society, as a whole, must be lacking greatly, as it offends the ears, no matter where you are these days.

There’s another four letter word that can strike dismay into my heart.  A weather forecaster recently referred to it as winter precipitation: not wanting to mention it on camera.  Oh – you know – SNOW!  Ghastly, cold, winter ‘rain.’

I loved being outdoors in it, when my sons were young.  We would have immense fun finding hills to toboggan down.  We’d prepare a flask filled with hot drinks for all and off we would go, into the wild, white yonder. Our family had come from England and snow was a winter wonderland made to explore.

I’m not so enamored by it now.  It’s incredibly beautiful, yet treacherous.  Driving can be very difficult, walking well nigh impossible for some. I had the distinct misfortune of slipping on ice last winter; resulting in broken bones.  Now, I consider going out into white weather very carefully.  NOT that I’ve decided to become a recluse.  I’m quiet – not anti-social.  I do, however, choose to stay close to home if I can.  I find white winter weather is not harmonious to my psyche.

There’s another four letter word that can promote warmth and confidence within each of our hearts, if we choose to share it.  LOVE.  It’s God’s declaration and solution for establishing harmony among mankind.  So, while I look out my window and shake my head at the blanket of snow everywhere, I am more inclined to do the same at the state of humanity and the lack of love being shown around the world.

1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts our fear, because fear involves torment.  But he who fears has not been made perfect in love.  (NKJV)

Patricia

From This to This!

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Aah.  Windows are open.  Fresh air is wafting through the house.  I love it.

Not so long ago, noses and toes(es) would have frozen solid with windows open: if you could open them at all.  Some of ours can freeze shut in the midst of the bitter cold winter.

Now leaves,are, thankfully, appearing on the trees, while birds are busily building nests.  Some are already caring for their young (they  obviously had an early start).

Looking through photographs – of which I have hundreds – I gladly enjoy sharing what I see from my window today, with what I saw just a matter of weeks ago.

Look at the pics and guess which one I prefer to see outside my window.

If you chose the pic on the right.  Right!

What’s your favourite view from your window?

Patricia

Good (Spring) Morning

 

Morning is here again.  Thank you, Lord.

I have my wake-up juice (coffee) beside me, and am looking out to the garden.

I love the quiet of a new day dawning.  The birds are singing (some cheeping).  They all sound wonderful, after the frigid cold months of winter silence.

I just spotted a young rabbit.  The only reason I saw it was because it moved.  It cannot be larger than my hand.  How cute.  It might not be as cute when it begins chomping on my plants, as the adult rabbits do; but I would rather enjoy its presence than not see new life at all.

Thankfully, the garden flowers are waking up, after their long winter rest.  Primroses; bluebells; and snowdrops are all in bloom, with many more strutting their stuff, with fresh green outfits.

Springtime is my favorite season of the year.  It brings with it new life and anticipation of the better (weather) days ahead.  The fall, I agree, is beautiful with colors gracing our countryside and gardens, but it is always a precursor to winter – and that never appeals to me.

Give me spring, with temperatures climbing.  Trees and plants awaking.  Flowers blooming.  New life viewing the world around it for the first time, and everything new again.

I am also thinking of those held captive, wherever they might be.  I pray they are freed to the welcoming arms of loved ones – soon.

Which is your favorite season?

Enjoy your day!

Patricia