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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REACHING GOALS

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The little grey squirrel ran through my garden toting a large peanut shell in its mouth.  Inside lay the morsel that the creature had diligently sought.  It had hunted for a while but found what it wanted.  It had achieved its goal.  Food.  An essential, needed to guarantee life.

“Seek and you shall find” the Bible states.  (Matthew 7:7) NIV

Of course, the search that we are directed to make, in this instance, is meant to be for God.  The giver of spiritual life.  Squirrels on the other hand, have a dogged determination to never give up on their own particular goal: To find food, no matter how long it takes.

Sin in our lives can be equally determined. We encounter addictions; wants; temptations and more, ignoring the fact that these seek to destroy rather than to nourish.

Nevertheless, a common denominator is persistence.  Sin will find a weak mind or spirit and possess it.  Whereas the food sought by God’s critter nourishes.

We often cannot tell the difference until it is too late.

We need the mastery, and determination of God’s creatures.  They must achieve their goal.  They must win at all costs – or die.

We too must choose to win, because if we give up and give in to sin, we will die.  Oh, not necessarily physically, but definitely morally and spiritually.

We must remember that sin does not seek to nourish.  Its goal and purpose is to destroy.

What goals do you have today?  I do hope they are uplifting and nourishing, and not destructive.

Philippians 3:14 (NIV)   I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.

Patricia

Simply Christmas

          I read the most beautiful poem this morning.
          It describes the simplicity of the first Christmas.
          No retail bombardments.
          No mountains of toys and trinkets.
          My thanks to Joel Jongkind for sharing.

 

        There were no trumpets and no feasts
        There were no richly laden beasts
        The night our Lord was born
        There were no warm rooms and no heat
        There were no blankets clean and neat
        The night our Lord was born
        There was a stable and some straw
        There was a manger, crude and raw
        The night our Lord was born
        There were some shepherds and some sheep
        Who heard the angels; could not sleep
        The night our Lord was born
        Make sure you’re present, sure you’re there
        And tell Him clearly that you care
        The night our Lord was born
           – Debora T. Jongkind-Dehart

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Mild and Beautiful

It is November and we are still enjoying mild weather.

This is such a bonus.  There have been many years when snow has already blanketed the landscape, and has stayed until spring.  These mild temperatures are a real treat.

Looking out the window, a mist hugsthe trees in the garden.  It looks almost fragile in its tranquil beauty.

dsc00242dsc00243The leaves might be dropping.  The colours fading, but there is still a great deal of joy to be derived from the magnificent canvas God presents us with each day.  Take the time to enjoy it.  It won’t be long before it is a white blanket once again.

Have a good, safe 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

My e-book A Stolen Childhood, Eleanor’s Story can be purchased from:

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