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 labouring 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 placed 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.

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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

 

 

Deplorable Behaviour

Yesterday, we (my husband and I), attended a semi-final soccer game in Kitchener, Waterloo, in which grandson Lukas was playing.

Both teams played well.  They were evenly matched and played hard to win.  The game was finally determined with penalty shots.  Good, clean game everyone.  You did well.

I wish I could say the same about many of the parent spectators of the opposing team.  The filthy language emanating from their mouths was unbelievable.  They cared nothing for anyone within hearing distance.  Nor did they concern themselves with their disparaging, lewd comments about the players, or playing, of the opposing team.  The disgusting displays of bad behavior were finally stopped when officials warned the offending parents that they would be fined, and perhaps barred from future games if their language and physical pushing offenses were to continue.

It saddens me, because this is supposed to be team sport.  It is a team-building sport, teaching discipline and respect too.  We can surely enjoy the play of all participants and cheer them on.  Spectators should be just that – spectators.  There is no need for this kind of mean conduct.  We left the game feeling dirty because of each altercation that the offending parents felt justified in displaying.

It makes me wonder how they behave at home, if this is how they behave in public.  No, on second thoughts I don’t want to know.

Well done to all the excellent players.  Keep up the good – clean – games.

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

 

Slow Down

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‘Tis the season to be jolly.  Shopping, planning and preparing menu after menu for that special Christmas meal, with family and friends.

Hurry, hurry, let’s get it done – no time to waste.

Reaching the actual Christmas days – we can be – if we allow it – exhausted by the frenzy of preparations.  Where’s the joy in that?

Retailers are much to blame.   Thrusting one ‘holiday’ at us before another has ended, or has even been celebrated, can be aggravating.  Their marketing and greed can take away the joy.

Some years ago, I worked with a particular gentleman, who always rushed.  He’d say, “I’ve got a lot to do, got to get on with it.”  He was very community orientated, and so, had a certain image to maintain.  He tired everyone around him with his constant blur of activity.

One year, his daughter gave him a gift.  It was – if I remember correctly – a turtle, that emitted the Simon and Garfunkel song, Slow Down, Don’t Move So Fast.  You’ve Gotta Make the Moment Last………………..  It was hilarious to watch his expression on hearing it. He truly appreciated it.  But it didn’t change his pace one bit.

So, with Christmas fast-approaching – don’t let the retailers steal your joy.  Make each moment of preparation last long enough to become a happy memory.

Patricia

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No Pity-Party Today

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A major storm is barreling through Ontario, causing havoc with strong winds and rain.  It is a blah start to the week with grey clouds filling the sky.  Sigh.

I am suffering a really bad cold and bronchitis.  Sleep has been fitful of recent days, due to uncontrollable coughing fits.  Sigh.

I could wallow in self-pity as I deal with this temporary affliction, but I don’t.  Instead, I treat myself with the appropriate medication; drink lots of fluids; rest and recuperate, being thankful that I will recover.

My day began, receiving news of a sweet neighbor, who is not so fortunate.  She is suffering rapid dementia and we (neighbors and I) have discovered that she has not been eating, and has fallen indoors.  Thankfully, she was not injured.  Family has been advised, and we are watching and caring for her until a solution can be determined.  Sadly, for my dear friend, her disability is not temporary.

So, on this dark, dismal, damp morning, and through my coughing, sneezing, head-achy start to the week, I count my blessings – and choose to get on with my day and help my neighbor however I can.

How did your week begin?  How are you dealing with it?

Patricia

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Last Breath

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The plants in my garden appear to be taking their last breath.

They’d been holding up very well through temperature fluctuations, however, the heavy rain overnight has fixed that.  The flower heads are sodden and sad-looking.  Some plants have fallen down, unable to support the water-logged leaves and petals.  Pretty soon, I will have to resort to cleaning up – which means cutting down, back and clearing out.  It is the time of year I feel a sadness – a kind of loss, and yet the garden and all that is in it needs time to rest from the hard work of growing.

Do you have a sense of loss today?  It could be  a job loss: relationship broken or death of a loved one.  Whatever it is, take the day one step at a time, give yourself time to rest, otherwise everything will overwhelm you.

If you pray – pray to God and ask Him for the strength you need.  He will answer in the way that is best for you.  He is not slow with His answers to your prayers – He is patient with each of us as He leads us to recovery and a new wholeness.

If you have a need and would like prayer, leave your request and it will be done.

Patricia