Church in wild woods

I probably said it before, but I truly believe that God is a master artist

The variety of delightful eye candy in every direction.

Creatures of all shapes and sizes.

Loon calls. Bird songs.

Sand squishing, clouds drifting through the sky.

A day in the park, leaves me praising the master, in awe of His wonderful creations, and how He must love us to give us the delights of our eyes.

Beauty and Flavour

Walking home for lunch today, I was welcomed by these beautiful flowers. On closer examination I was not the only one attracted by it’s beauty. I could not help myself but to pause and watch my fluttering friend.

I continued on to gathering my lunch from the gardens. Fresh basil, kale, and arugula were the delights of the day!

Thankful for the nutrition our effort and the Lord’s goodness provided!

Prescription for an excellent birthday celebration!

Good friends,

Good food,

Good gifts,

Good nature,

Good health,

Good times,

Good, good, God!

Perfectly blessed, wrapped up in love!

Half a century in the blink of an eye!

Breakfast in bed, with school work, perfect!

I was a little disappointed this morning. I woke up and did not feel any wiser at all.

Somehow I thought that if one was turning as old as I am today, with all the life experiences that I have encountered, I should wake up smarter or wiser or something.

Funny, I really don’t feel much different than yesterday, except maybe a little sad, that I didn’t slow down and bask in life’s experiences more as I was passing through.

The lessons learned young about hurrying along, get up, get dressed, get breakfast,get to school/church/work, get back home, get changed, get to bed, repeat. Not sure how wise these lessons were. With 50 years gone by and the memories of those days quickly slipping away.

One more day, a day of conversation, or togetherness with some of the people I loved and are no more, what a precious gift that would be, if time could freeze for a moment and one could appreciate the heart beat of time as it was happening, basking in pure love and adoration .

Memories, memories, even these are unfaithful and slip and transform in my reckoning. Cruel is the mind!

Please don’t get me wrong, I am not in mourning, or grasped by great sorrow, but only nostalgic for what was and is no more.

In youth you do not understand as time seems to go by at a slow, slow pace and you wish your life away, one hurry up at a time.

I am wise enough to know how I am extremely blessed. A God who loves me, a family to care for me, friends to challenge and celebrate me, no more would a wise person ask for, because nothing else is as sweet.

Today is my birthday, and today I choose to absorb every moment, to slow down and not hurry, to open my senses, to absorb all expressions of love.

Thank you to all that make this journey of life more amazing to me!

Life lessons from the canoe..part 1

Happy days!

We went for a little adventure yesterday, just up the road and down the river.

We started out with our 2nd and 3rd new- to-us canoe. (Our first one was stolen, “may the thief break their leg everytime they climb into it”,Tim. LOL Forgive us and them Father.) Added some safety gear and our fishing tackle. We left just after lunch on a beautiful sunny day.

Soon we were in our canoes floating down the river. All of our children are fairly new to canoeing and it has been decades since I learned and canoed. Canoeing brings back many happy memories from my childhood.

The river was calm but swift. We cast our lines here and there, but mostly I was enjoying the scenery, the colours dancing in the light and the damsel and dragonflies flittering in the sun.

The first lesson of the day came when my son and I tried to tuck ourselves in close to shore, to cast a few lines. The current took us in a bit more swiftly than expected. The alders rushed at Fred. He panicked, my yell of “don’t” came to late, he leaned and sploosh! We were swimming.

Two lessons came from this: 1. Remember the fine details…always close your tackle box. Luckily we were able to save his tackle because the canoe righted itself although filled with water.

The 2nd lesson was when things come rushing at you, stay calm, back up, DON’T PANIC, think it through.

At least we have a good story to tell, lol.

As we continued we had to cross a shallow section of rapids. Because of inexperience, we walked through them slowly and carefully enjoying the water massaging our legs.

Wasn’t long till the kids learned they could ride down the rapids in their life jackets. Down they would come, then slog back up, to ride down again.

Playing in the rapids!

Tim and I rested, watching their simplistic fun. Basking in the playground that the Creator provided for us. Enjoying the delight on our children’s faces.

How blessed we are! Can’t wait till the next lesson from the canoe.

God’s gardeners

Slow and meticulous

As I was working through the front gardens yesterday many bumble bees came along beside me gather pollen from the pretty flowers.

As I watched there were different kinds of workers. This one slowly went about it’s business going around the center of the flower not missing a spot.

Fast and flighty

This little bumble bee flew from flower to flower frantic in it’s search, barely landing before it was off to the next flower.

People are the same. Some take there time, delighting in the work, tasting the nectar as they go.

Others fly from spot to spot, getting flustered and having to go back to where they started to do things again.

Sometimes they are so quick you don’t even see them pass through. I wonder what they miss because of there haste?

If you could only smell the breeze…

It looks grey, there is mist in the air, kind of a bummer, I thought. When I stepped around the protective edge of the cabin the clean fresh breeze made me stop in my tracks. I stand here explaining to you while deep breathing cool freshness and coming a little more alive. I should already be working, but rushing is not living. This very moment, this very breath will never come again. Be blessed and may you recognize the blessing when it comes!

Overwhelmed by beauty

Red Lake, ON

As I prepare for the day, I can’t stop the feeling flooding through me. A feeling of amazement at this spectacular moment in time.

I am not on a “vacation”, we are working very hard. But to be surrounded by such beauty from the Master’s hands, I do not know how to form the words.

Finding myself speechless, to not know what to say to ya’ll….

I think we get used to the beauty around us and take it for granted. A change or break or a traumatic event can shake one out of the coma we walk around in.

But for this moment, I will allow the Lord to refresh me, and bask in amazement and silence.

The journey part 2: Change of pace, to bring light back into focus

God is so good!

Stepped out of the rat race, to work extra hard for a week. Some how the Lord has come directly into view. Musing in the morning. Conversation and growth. A blessing upon me.

Before

The beginning of removing of the weeds that sneak into us, like weeds in this garden.

The journey continues…

What more does one need

A day of rest, a pause, a break, the Father Creator Lord knew what we need the most!

Many Christians believe that it is a day to honour the Father. Everyday is a day to honour and worship the Lord. Sunday (or whichever day you choose as sabbath) is a gift from the Lord who knows we need rest. Mark 2:27

My heart is full of love and Thanksgiving at His marvelous grace!