Changing Vista

Just a passing thought………

This year seems to have passed so quickly.  Does anyone else feel that way?

Spring and summer have been and gone in the blink of an eye, and now, we are experiencing snowfalls and squalls.

I am not a lover of the Canadian winter weather.  Ice and snow, I do not consider a Pat-friendly combination.  The reason for this is that I have been a recipient of broken bones due to icy pavements.

However, the beautiful vistas around me, and above me, are always a delight, despite the weather.

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In springtime I love watching the snow melt; birds returning and new greenery appearing.

The summertime is lush; green and colorful with trees and flowers in bloom wherever my eyes rest.  Border (1)

 

 

The skies and cloud formations also take on different characteristics with the changing air masses and humidity, icy blasts or sultry southern airflows.  I can become hooked on watching the skies.  My computer contains hundreds of photographs – all of which are unique.

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Now though, I look outside on this cold blustery day and see only bare branches, empty flower beds, and frozen water on the birdbaths.  Sigh!

I find it hard to acclimatize to cold temperatures.  I am obviously living in the wrong earth zone, because cold is what Canada dishes out at this time of year.

Truth is that I do love the country, and it’s freedom and peace and magnificent natural spaces.  We live in a quiet neighbourhood; have great neighbours too.

While the vistas change with the weather and the seasons, I accept that my (attitudinal) vistas must do the same.

God’s beauty is all around us to enjoy – if we take the time to stop and do that.

Hope you can manage to do just that.

Meantime, take care and watch your step out in the frigid conditions of this land.  Not long before spring returns!

Patricia

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Death Defied, Life Defined – Review

Death Defied, Life Defined, A Miracle Man’s Memoir by Paul E. Perkins, is a compelling story of Paul’s constant battle against heart failure.

While waiting for a transplant, he shares the trials and tribulations of the accompanying health, and emotional issues involved.

What becomes paramount, when the waiting becomes too much, is the sheer determination to not give up.

Through surgery after surgery, relapse after relapse, he outlines the struggles he valiantly chose to not succumb to. His weary body came close to giving up the fight until the moments when he died.  These out-of-body experiences are described in detail, to the point of making the reader envious of the ‘journeys’ he travelled.  They give credence to other reports of heavenly visits, and of messages of hope that the recipients are charged with sharing on their return to the earthly realm.

He gives dramatic detail of medical teams, family and friends support, all so vital in providing him with the will to continue the painful, harrowing months of waiting for much-needed organ transplants that become his only option to death.

There is much in-depth detail in this story.  Paul gives greater power to his death experiences with the infinitely elaborate accounts of events leading up to each occurrence.  His obvious respect for the medical teams on whose care his very life depended is obvious. 

A book that cannot be ignored.  A story to make you think beyond your own limitations.  A tale of hope, and love, and the deep will to live.

I found it fascinating, captivating, exhausting, as I took on the weariness of his fight to survive.  His overwhelming determination to overcome provided me with much food for thought, and the out-of-body episodes enthralling – I could understand his yearning to just go.

His tremendous fighting spirit left me battle-weary, but hopeful of better things to come, proven as being credible, once again.

Well worth reading.

Patricia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Purposeful Design – Book Review

Purposeful Design written by Jay Schabacker, is a book to grace any coffee table.
Scientists and those with intensely analytical minds, typically favor evolution over creationism. It just makes more sense to them. They argue against an unseen God having constructed all that we see around and above us.

It is only on deeper study of the order in which all things work together, that doubts set in and explanations are sought.

Jay Schabacker was an engineer with the Apollo Moon program. After many calculations and comparisons, he reached the conclusion that there has got to be somebody in control of this universe, of which we are a part. Nothing would work the way it does, if all things progressed individually and chaotically.

He no longer dismisses God. In fact, he admits to a profound love for God, and for this wonderful world in which we live, and shares his thoughts willingly.

He has a greater understanding of the universe, now that he applies the creationism rule.

After intense scrutiny of investigative material and by examining charts of the universe and works of other scientists he developed and published this beautiful book. It will not only be a lovely addition to your coffee table, but will very likely, answer your own questions with it’s ‘what if’ segments.

Definitely an easy book to look at, and to understand.

I received a free copy of this book, from the publisher through Bookcrash, in exchange for an honest review.

 

A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story

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My book is available in print form.  Contact me to purchase.

25% discount (plus shipping) until February 28, 2018.

Regular price will be $20 (plus shipping)

Patricia

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQI39U

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/308936

Endurance Wins

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Winners win, because they refuse to give up.  They push themselves to extraordinary limits in order to accomplish the goal of the race before them.

In Corinth, the Isthmian games demanded that an athlete endure ten months of rigorous training, in order to compete.  Failure to do this, meant there would be no crown and, definitely, no glory.

I began writing my book, A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story, four years ago.  Today it is available to buy as an e-book but the print version demands strict setup and because I am self-publishing, I am the person responsible for the final preparation.  Writing the book was time-consuming (naturally).  Editing even more so.

My goal was to have a printed page turning paper book in my hands.  This was, and still is, my goal.  The constant need of change to appearance, etc.,make paying large sums to ave it done by somebody else – very appealing.  The challenge is that I do not have large sums of money to use.  SO – I plod on; approaching one print company after another to find one that will give me the prize for which I yearn.  A printed copy of my book – that I did not have take out a mortgage to obtain.

Do I get frustrated?  YES.  Do I want to give up?  YES.  More than I care to admit.  Yet, if I do, all those years of effort are wasted.  Just as an athlete, in Corinth, could be deprived of the crown, I would deprive myself of the sense of accomplishment that holding a paper copy of my book would give me.

This morning I was reading my Bible (1 Corinthians 9:24-27) and the words within those passages caused me to reflect on my efforts.  I have been consumed by dollar thinking, without considering a much greater reward.  The tangible proof of four years of writing, editing, rewriting, setup, and angst.

I want that book in my hands, and so I need to refresh my determination in order to reach that goal.

Do you have an unfinished project, that you just wish you could finish?  Why not bring it out and get back to it – today?

Patricia

Author of:  A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story.

Available at:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00CHQI39U

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/308936

 

Are You Loved?

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When life gets busy, we might overlook the importance of telling others how much they are loved.  This might lead to somebody wondering if they are, indeed, loved – and how much.

My children are busy.  When I say busy – I cannot impress enough, how busy their lives are.  They work full-time, in professional management careers.  They encourage their children to participate in after school interests: dancing;learning to play guitar and piano; soccer;basketball;military pursuits, etc.etc.  All these activities need time – not just from the children but also the parents, as they drive my grandchildren from one class to another.

The time it takes to say ‘I love you’ can, be filled with busy-ness and we don’t even realize we’re not doing it – telling someone how important they are to us.

So, my recent birthday, brought me to tears – nice tears, I might add, as one by one my children and grandchildren, phoned to give me their love and birthday wishes, while gifts and email messages expressed their deepest love for me – causing my deepest emotions to become exposed.  You (I hope) know the feeling.

A card from a grandchild with the words, ‘Nana, do you know how much you are loved’?  Upon opening the card a little critter has arms open wide and the caption reads – ‘This much’, with the words ‘Hug shown smaller than actual size’ beneath it.

A beautiful card from a son, and another from a daughter-in-law and messages galore.  The words from the cards are for my eyes only, so sorry everyone, I’m not sharing those.  My point is that it is so very important to let people know how you feel about them – how else will they know?

An email message from a teenage grandson.  What precious gifts.

I picture God with His arms open wide, saying to each of us, ‘Do you know how much I love you?  This much.  Hug shown smaller than actual size.’

Christmas is the perfect time to tell someone how much they are loved, or to show them how much you care.  It can make an immense difference.  A good difference.  Try it and see!

Patricia

Author of A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story

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Raw or Well Done

I cooked ribs for supper yesterday.  I carefully prepared the meat with herbs and other flavorings.  Set them on parchment paper and covered them with foil.  Into the oven they went to become what is one of my husband’s favorite meals.

As suppertime approached, I stopped my work to concentrate on the meal.  I fixed the rice.  Set the table.  I pottered.  Meaning, I saw this and that requiring attention.  Checked the meat and brushed a final glaze on the ribs.

My intention had been to switch the oven off and let the ribs rest and finish.  Well, I did finish them off!  I forgot to turn the heat off and when I checked my ‘creation’, I found them drier than they should have been. Not inedible, but not as succulent as I imagined they would be.

Fortunately, with some additional basting they passed the taste test.  But, I knew how close disaster had come.

In much the same way, when disaster strikes, we humans can become frazzled.  One issue too many demands our immediate consideration, and we are hard-pushed to appear ready for action.  We feel as if we are being burned-up, as decision after decision wears us out.  Fortunately, much like the ribs, we can be refreshed if we are blessed with a Christian faith.

We call upon our Lord to HELP.  He always responds to our prayers: although sometimes we are hard-pushed to recognize the results.  His answer is not always our request.  What it is – is the very best option for our life.

The ribs were delicious.  I cannot say that they were cooked to perfection, nevertheless, they were tasty.

God’s response to our prayer requests is to give us the very best.  He will take us from being raw into delightful perfection, if we follow His guidance.

So, the question is:  What are you today?  Are you feeling raw or are you well done?

Patricia Day