Micah 6:8

"He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does YHVH require of you but to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God."

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

The Road Of Life

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge,
keeping track of the things I did wrong,
so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die.
He was out there sort of like a president.
I recognized His picture when I saw it,
but I really didn't know Him.
But later on when I met Christ,
it seemed as though life was rather like a bike ride,
but it was a tandem bike,
and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.
I don't know just when it was that He suggested we change places,
but life has not been the same since.
When I had control, I knew the way.
It was rather boring, but predictable . . .
It was the shortest distance between two points.
But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts,
up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds,
it was all I could do to hang on!
Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!"
I worried and was anxious and asked,
"Where are you taking me?"
He laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust.
I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure.
And when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed,
gifts of healing, acceptance and joy.
They gave me gifts to take on my journey, my Lord's and mine.
And we were off again.
He said, "Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight."
So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received,
and still our burden was light.
I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life.
I thought He'd wreck it; but He knows bike secrets,
how to make it bend to take sharp corners,
knows how to jump to clear high rocks,
knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.
And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places,
and I'm beginning to enjoy the view
and the cool breeze on my face
with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.
And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore,
He just smiles and says . . .
"Pedal."
-- author unknown

Monday, February 2, 2009

Pay It Forward

I decided to participate in a Pay it Forward … here are the rules:Here’s how it works: the first 4 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year, a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise!The catch is that you must participate as well: before you leave your comment here, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going. Then come back, let me know you’re going to play, and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift! Remember that only the first 4 comments will receive a gift from me, so be quick!
I love that this is a crafty, hand made gift and that it encourages others to participate, so it is open to everyone, in Canada and the United States as long as you Pay it Forward as well :0)

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

A death in the family

Please pray for the families of these two women. Michelle is my husbands cousin.

Death of 'dearly-loved' educators overwhelms staff, students, board
Jan 14, 2009 - 10:08 AM
By Jeanne Beneteau
NORTHUMBERLAND - The local school community is overcome with grief at the tragic loss of two beloved teachers, in an car accident Tuesday night.
Kawartha Pine Ridge (KPR) District School Board communication spokeswoman Judy Malfara said everyone — the board, teachers, staff, students and parents — are overwhelmed with grief after “two wonderful people”, Michelle Broomfield, a Grade 2/3 teacher at Baltimore Public School, and Suzanne Kernaghan, a Grade 2 teacher at Cobourg’s Terry Fox Public School, were killed in a car accident between County Rd. 21 and the 5th Line of Cavan Township, around 6:20 p.m. on Jan. 13.
Ms. Broomfield, 38, lives in Hamilton Township, while Ms. Kernaghan, 39, lives in Alnwick/Haldimand Township.
Ms. Malfara said grief counsellors are in both schools today, helping staff and students cope with the tragic loss. In addition the board will send home letters to all parents in both school communities, advising them of the situation.
“These were dearly-loved teachers, long-standing members of their school communities,” said Ms. Malfara, early Wednesday morning. “Suzanne had been at Terry Fox for some 15 years, since the school opened, and Michelle had been at Baltimore for at least six years. For both schools, this loss is new and raw and right now, the focus will be helping one another to cope with their grief.”
She added flags throughout the KPR board are flying at half-mast in light of the tragedy.
Grief counsellors will remain at both schools at long as needed, as both staff and students to come to grips with the loss of the teachers.
“Each school will have at least one quiet spot set aside for people to talk to counsellors,” she said. “Everyone grieves in different ways and the counsellors are there to let people know it’s OK to grieve.”
Devastated by the news of the teachers’ deaths, Baltimore Public School Principal Cheryl Langdon maintained composure in the face of overwhelming grief.
Ms. Langdon hired Ms. Broomfield 12 years ago, when she was principal of Castleton Public School, and said she’d had a special place in her heart for the teacher and had taken an interest in her career.
“As an individual, this is a deep personal loss,” she said Wednesday morning, after speaking with teachers about how they would handle breaking the news to students, as well as informing them about the grief counselling resources available to both teachers and students.
“It’s a very sad day, and our hearts go out to the families.”
Ms. Langdon said she was not able to give a longer interview at this time.
Both teachers had young families — Ms. Broomfield has three children, two of whom attend Baltimore Public School, and Ms. Kernaghan has two young children who attend Terry Fox.
Ms. Malfara said the board extends its sympathies and support to the families and loved ones as they deal with this horrendous event. Because the accident is still new and raw, neither school community has had the chance to plan any special memorials to honour the lives of the two teachers, she added.
Dave Wing, the Kawartha Pine Ridge president of the Elementary Teachers Federation of Ontario (ETFO), said the word ‘tragedy’ doesn’t begin to describe the loss of two beloved teachers who also have young children of their own. Mr. Wing said he received the call from a colleague about 10:35 p.m. Tuesday night.
“It’s still surreal,” he said. “You never think that two colleagues would be taken from you like that.”
OPP said the women were in a car involved in a collision with a tractor trailer between County Rd. 21 and the 5th Line of Cavan Township at 6:20 p.m.
Constable Iain McEwan, of the Peterborough County OPP, said the investigation so far indicates a green 2006 Honda Accord driven by Ms. Kernaghan went out of control on snow-covered and icy roads and slid sideways into the path of a fully-loaded tractor trailer.
The car was struck on the passenger’s side and both women in the vehicle were pronounced dead at the scene. The 26-year-old driver of the tractor trailer, a Quebec man, was unhurt, but transported to hospital for observation.
The two teachers were returning home from an ETFO seminar when the accident occurred, Mr. Wing said.
Accident investigators were on the scene overnight and the road was re-opened shortly after 9 a.m.
The investigation is continuing, Peterborough County OPP said.
- with files from Ian Caldwell

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

My true *0*

Alright, here it is in all it's nasty-ness, I think I have been confusing *0* with *1*. Seems like a pretty novice mistake BUT sometimes I just want to eat. I do believe at the beginning of last week I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt where my *0* was and as the week progressed it slowly became a *1*. Since making this discovery I am purposing to be much more diligent this week on assessing my hunger numbers. If it seems I am eating way less it will be because I am trying to once again figure out my *0-5* eating. Please bear with me. I plan on drinking a full glass of water each and every time I feel what I think is hunger. Then after 30mins if I still feel hungry I will eat something small. I believe I may be mildly dehydrated and confusing hunger with thirst. Sounds so simple but this is not the first time I have confused the two. This is a step forward, and I do believe that I will overcome this obstacle and discover my true numbers within a few days.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Work Update

Well, for those who don't know my husband works in the auto industry building cars for Honda. His work situation is not as bleak as those working for the "big 3" but they do use the same part suppliers. This poses a large problem for them and for other car manufacturers as well. Due to all the problems that the "big 3" are having the union is not allowing the part suppliers to supply parts to other car manufactures. This means that my husband does not have work because his factory has no parts. He is off on Monday and who knows if they will have parts on Tuesday or if they will have parts for a long time. I think they are in the process of trying to find another supplier but it could take some time. If any of you could keep his work situation in prayer I would appreciate it and I am sure the other 4-5 thousand employees and their families would appreciate it as well.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Food Diary

I am starting a food diary, mostly for myself so I can properly keep track of what I am eating and how I feel afterwards but also as a way of being accountable to others. By posting what I am consuming I will be more aware and conscious of everything I put in my mouth and all the choices I make regarding food. I have a tendency to forget that I have eaten and then eat more. I have posted a link in my sidebar if anyone feels led to view it. So far I have been doing well. The past few days of conscious eating have been very successful and I have had many small victories. I pray that my diligence will continue. Until next time.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A FRESH START

I can hardly believe it has been 3 months since I have last posted. A lot has happened in that three months. I and my family have gone through an emotional whirlwind and the storm has not stopped. During the past 3 months we have almost lost our house, my husbands pay has decreased by 1200.00 a month and I have gained 14 lbs. The losing the house was due to the pay cut. How could we afford our house when we no longer had the money to pay the mortgage. Well, thankfully we had enough equity and were able to work with the bank to extend our mortgage (shudder) and lower our payments. So we do have a place to live. Praise God!!! Since the pay has been decreased we are trying to cut out everything we possibly can. I have switched the phone company, downgraded our Internet and we cancelled TV services. We are eating less of a variety of food but at least we are still eating. We don't really know what will happen with my husbands job as they have only projected business until the end of the fiscal year in April. At that time we could be looking at further pay reductions or something that we can't even begin to imagine. In the meantime, I eat. A LOT!!! Stress leads me to emotional eating and that is what has lead to my weight gain. I have decided that I will not let my attitude and mood determine my weight any longer. I have declared a *fresh start*. I started yesterday. I am once again consciously eating, and let me tell you it was easier to start the first time I did it. This time it seems to be such a struggle and I feel I am in a constant battle with my will. I know that I can win this battle with the help of Christ yet I feel so weak right now that sometimes I don't even feel it is worth the fight. Any prayer support at this time would be greatly appreciated. I hope to be more faithful on posting. When I stop being obedient, I stop writing. Who wants their sin all over the web for all to see? And yet I know there are people who will lift me up in prayer but can't if I don't humble myself to confess my shortcomings. Thanks for your patience with me.