Wednesday, 20 October 2021

The Other Side of Bikers


So far I have only appeared in the newspaper a couple times in my lifetime. Once was being mentioned by name in a gentleman’s obituary (true story) and the only other time, to the best of my recollection, was in this 2013 photo. That is me in the front left in the white shirt and black vest. On the far right front is my good friend Debbie.

 Great memories. 😊

A Biographical Sketch

Who is Will Rochow?


First and foremost, he is a Christian. He is also a college graduate and a seminary graduate, majoring in Theology, who went on to become a Baptist pastor. After having served three Alberta churches, he left the traditional institutional church system, and began participating in a non-institutional and more organic form of Christian fellowship. As a result, sometimes Will muses that he is now an outlaw preacher. A mid-life career change meant another educational opportunity, this time in a technological institution, to study Power Engineering. Combined with his time in the trucking and heavy equipment industries (and others), Will has been blessed with a rather unique combination of skills and experiences.

One of the more interesting and unique projects that Will had worked on as a part of his early morning devotions was the creation of a multi-volume hand-written Bible. This project (Genesis through Revelation) took three years to complete. Currently he is working on a similar project, that of creating of a hand-written copy of The Gospel According to John in the original Koine Greek. Will is also one of several contributing authors of two published books; Finding Church: Stories of Leaving, Switching, and Reforming, as well as, Simple Church: Unity Within Diversity.

Will is a humorist who loves a good laugh. Puns and one-liners are a common part of his repertoire, a trait that he shares with his father and brothers. Other interests that occupy Will's time include motorcycling, music, extensive reading, linguistics, and walks with man's best friend. In the warmer months, Will can often be found enjoying the outdoors on his deck playing a game of Cribbage with, as he sometimes jokes, his favourite wife. Though still actively working at a great career in the healthcare industry, he muses that he is now a retiree in training.

Will and Ginny have been married for forty years. They are the parents of one daughter and two sons, though their eldest son died as an infant. They have two grandchildren and two grand-puppies. Their household is further made complete with a beautiful 56-kilo (123-pound) fur-baby; a rescue dog who ironically rescued them as as much as they rescued her.

Will and Ginny live in Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada.

Tuesday, 19 October 2021

The Other Side of Procrastination?


I have a confession to make. It begins with a little discovery I made recently in my garage. An old name tag from an equally old job of yesteryear. Who keeps stuff like this, especially after all these years? How did it not get lost in one of my previous dozen plus moves back and forth across the country? I hadn’t even met my wife yet when I worked there! The term pack rat comes to mind, as does the word procrastinator. Is it maybe time to give the garage a serious cleaning of old junk? Hmm. I’m sure that I’m not alone.

I am not going to say much more about that here, but rather use this as a trivia question for family and old friends. Who remembers what year(s) I worked for the CP Hotels? It doesn’t have to be exact. An accurate guess within half a decade is probably close enough. For extra points, (1) which hotel, and (2) in what capacity? Think you know? Drop me a text or comment. The winner gets bragging rights and a chance to help me clean my garage (Ha).

😎

“In a sense, clutter is the end result of procrastination.”
(attributed to Jeff Campbell)

Monday, 18 October 2021

The Other Side of the Clothing Store


Someone once said, “You are what you eat.” Apparently I need to eat a skinny person, or visit my favourite clothing store … again. It’s probably safer to opt for the latter.

Then again, I suppose that I could go on a diet, but … 

… oh, look; free ice cream! 

🍦🍦🍦😏

Sunday, 17 October 2021

The Other Side of Embarrassing Mistakes


You know that you’re not yet fully awake when you look out your window first thing in the morning and think there is a fire in the apartment across the street. That happened to me a few days ago and happened once again this morning. Today, however, I was awake enough to take a photo of what almost resulted in an emergency 911 call.

I could just imagine the media report now: Man calls 911 on neighbour’s Christmas lights. Embarrassing!

It would have been an honest mistake, wouldn’t you say, especially since it’s not yet even All Saints Day? 😏

Tuesday, 12 October 2021

Informed or Misinformed: Whom Do You Believe?


I saw a quote the other day attributed to Mark Twain. It said, “If you don’t read the newspapers, you’re uninformed. If you read the newspapers, you’re misinformed.” I don’t know if he actually said that or not, for by even ascribing the quote to Mr. Twain, could in itself be misinformation.

Today it’s probably less newspapers and more social media that inform and misinform. The joke says, “I read it on Facebook, so it must be true.” With the advent of Photoshop, you can’t even trust pictures as proof of anything anymore. Whom do you believe?

I thought of that quote again as I looked at some Covid information that recently found its way into my inbox. Am I being informed or misinformed? Both the pro and anti vaccination camps will claim the former for themselves and the latter for the other guys. Both sides have their so-called experts. Both sides are adamant that they are right and the other camp is wrong. Sadly, even families are splitting apart over this. Whom do you believe?

I was reminded of a book that was recommended to me some time back. It was called, How to Lie with Statistics. Well, doesn’t that just open up another can of worms?! You mean that we shouldn’t necessarily trust the so-called statistics that the media feed us either? Whom do you believe?

Remember the old child’s rant, Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire? Kids would call that out to one another when one of their peers got busted in a lie. Maybe our question of whom do you believe could be answered easier if liars pants really did catch fire. It would be kind of like a public polygraph test or truth serum; tell the truth or else you’re suddenly wearing hot-pants, and I don’t mean the 1960’s fashion version either. Then again, I suppose the downside would be that fire insurance rates would go through the roof. And how would one ever gain control of the never ending fires on Parliament Hill and other government offices?

Hmm. I guess liar’s pants actually catching on fire is too much to hope for. πŸ˜‰

Caveat: To be serious for a moment, information and misinformation is not all a joking matter. When Covid first hit and they began talking about potential vaccinations, we too were a little sceptical at first. Whom and what do you believe? We looked closely at the facts and pseudo-facts. We looked closely at the implications for our family, extended family, and community as a whole. We looked closely at the question of mankind’s responsibility to fellow mankind. The result? We believe that this pandemic needs to be taken seriously. The decision that we made was to get ourselves vaccinated as soon as we were able. We don’t regret that decision. Our advice to those who ask is to do likewise. Peace.

Photo Source: Unknown (maybe it too was photoshopped)

Sunday, 10 October 2021

Election Campaigns: When it is Legal to Litter?


I always thought it would be great to have a sign made up that says, VOTE FOR ME, or VOTE FOR WILL and then maybe add a picture, such as the cartoon character from Mad Magazine. Remember him? I could post it on my front lawn during election campaigns. If nothing else, it might help to bring a chuckle to some stressed-out neighbours. 

Well another municipal election is upon us, and I missed that opportunity. Oh well, maybe next time.

Personally I detest politics at the best of times, and the campaigning process is almost enough to make one want to throw up. Still, until someone comes up with a better system that actually represents the constituents with more than simple cheap promises and platitudes, it’s all we have. One sign I saw said, “Every voice matters.” Yea right! I was born at night, but it wasn’t last night!


But I digress. It is not the political system per say that I wanted to rant about here, but rather campaign signs associated with those elections. Is it just me, or does anyone else have a problem with politicians and would-be politicians littering every municipal roadside with election signs? It seems like I cannot drive five blocks without passing one hundred signs! Yuck! What an eyesore! I’m sure people would frown if they saw me throwing garbage on the curb. I might even get fined for that. Is this any better? And to further complicate matters, there is always the question of distracted drivers and the potential for accidents because of drivers looking at all this litter! But maybe that’s just my own personal pet-peeve.


In today’s society where it seems that GREEN is the politically correct way to do everything, I find it ironic that municipalities even permit such pre-election littering. Sure, someone cleans up those roadside cesspools of signage eventually, but then what? Landfills? Recycling depots? To make matters worse, I would question how much they even work. I cannot prove it, but I would suspect that those folks who faithfully go to the polls already have done some homework and know which candidates they want to support. For all others, if they go to the polls at all, they are probably simply flipping the proverbial coin anyways. At the end of the day, the politicians are going to do whatever they want and vote however their leader tells them to vote. Election campaigns mean nothing. Well that’s the way I see it.

*End of rant* 😏

POSTSCRIPT: You may also be interested in The Other Side of the Campaign Trail

Thursday, 7 October 2021

Oh, Those Nasty SINS of Others!

“For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.”
- Jesus (Mt. 6: 14-15; ESV)

I have to wonder sometimes just how much we WANT to be forgiven, or how much we actually HAVE been forgiven.

One thing I’ve never had a lot of use for is a spirit of dissension and self-righteousness. It never ceases to amaze me how so many people are so quick to point out the flaws in others, and yet be completely oblivious to the stench in their own lives. What’s worse is when one sees Christians, presumably believing that “there is no one righteous(Romans 3:10), ironically oblivious to the fact that the same verse applies to them. How is that even possible? This is Christian love? Really? No, it is pseudo-Christian hypocrisy! Imagine if God treated us the way we treat others? God have mercy! 😞

Caveat: I realize that in many ways what I wrote above is very simplistic and does not include a lot of other factors. As someone once said, “There is always another side to the story,” just as there is always another opinion or ten. Still, the Bible also says in the so-called “Love Chapter” (1 Corinthians 13), “if I have not love, I am nothing.” Are we “nothing?” Still, I have even heard people debate that! So with that, I stand by what I said and will leave this little rant alone … for now. Peace.
Cartoon Source: Unknown

Sunday, 12 September 2021

The Other Side of the Campaign Trail


While walking down the street one day, a Member of Parliament is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in Heaven and is met by St. Peter at the gate.

“Welcome to Heaven,” says St. Peter. “Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a politician around these parts and we’re not sure what to do with you.”

“No problem,” says the MP. “Just let me in.”

St. Peter replies, “Well, I’d like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we’ll do is have you spend one day in Hell and one day in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.”

“Really, I’ve made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven,” says the MP.

“I’m sorry, but we have our rules,” replies St. Peter. And with that the MP is escorted to an elevator and he goes down to Hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians he had known throughout his political career.

Everyone seemed very happy and in formal attire. They all ran to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce  about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the common people. They played a friendly game of golf and dined on lobster and caviar. The champagne flowed freely. The MP was surprised that even the Devil was actually a very nice guy, enjoying the dance floor and telling jokes. Everyone was having a good time, and before he knew it, he was back on the elevator on his way back to Heaven. He is once again met by St. Peter who says, “Now it’s time to visit Heaven.”

As the next twenty-four hours pass, the MP joins several contented souls, moving from cloud to cloud. They sing, play harps and also seem to be having a good time. Finally St. Peter returns and says to the MP, “Well, you have spent a day in Hell and a day in Heaven. Now it’s time to choose your eternity.”

The MP takes a moment to reflect and then replies, “Well, I would never have said it before. I mean, Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell.” So St. Peter bids him farewell and escorts him back to the elevator that returns him to Hell.

Now the doors of the elevator open and the MP finds himself in the middle of a barren land covered in garbage. He sees all his friends and fellow politicians dressed in rags, picking up and bagging the trash as more and more continually falls from above. The Devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. “I don’t understand,” cries the MP. “Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse. We ate lobster, caviar and drank champagne. We danced, told jokes, and had a great time. Now there is just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?”

The Devil looked at him and smiled. He replied, “My son, yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted.”

πŸ™ˆπŸ™‰πŸ™Š

Beware of ice cream promises.
They melt after the election.

Caveat: Source unknown. A version of this non-partisan joke was forwarded to me in anticipation of our Canadian federal election, September 20, 2021. It is not original to me. Politically correct? You decide. Peace.

Friday, 3 September 2021

The Other Side of Vacations

Recently I had a colleague come back from a vacation and comment that it was anything but a peaceful holiday. His planned time of rest and relaxation was filled with one stressful event after another.

It’s both strange and sad how some vacations leave you needing a … vacation.

Tuesday, 31 August 2021

It Was Good


While enjoying an early morning coffee on Mom and Dad’s balcony overlooking the Ottawa River, I had a visitor who clearly also enjoyed the location. Well, OK; maybe she was just there for the free bird seed. Still, it was nice company. Not a bad way to start the day.

Peace 😊

“I like my quiet time. There is a writer’s sensibility in me sometimes, where I step back.” -Barack Obama

Monday, 30 August 2021

Perrier: The Other Side of Bubly

A big shout-out to Bubly.

I really enjoyed your product. My personal favourite was the Lime flavour. Rarely would a week go by that I didn’t buy two or three cases. Awesome stuff!

Unfortunately something happened and I could no longer find it on the shelves. Bummer! Now what? This forced me to search around for a replacement. I am happy to say that I found it.

Hello Perrier. 😊

Sorry Bubly, but I’ve found my new love. This might not have happened if we had continued to find your Lime Bubly on our grocer’s shelf. Thanks for the introduction. Much appreciated.


Sunday, 29 August 2021

Still In My Heart

Toby Mac sang, “God has you in heaven; I have you in my heart.” God has our firstborn son in heaven too. Though he has been there for many years already, we still have him in our hearts. We still think of him regularly, and especially on his birthday. I can’t wait to see him again one day soon. So when our other son shared this video with us, well, it really hit home. Thank you, Lord. Hope it blesses you too. Peace.

“God gave His first born Son so that we can see our first born son again.”
-Toby Mac




“For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.” -John 3:16

Sunday, 22 August 2021

The Other Side of Telephones

I got a text message today from someone I haven’t chatted with for a while. It was really nice to hear from him. It made my day. Nice. 😊

However, it also raised a little pet peeve of mine that I regularly struggle with. Why is it that people say things like, “I haven’t heard from you in a while?” Oh, I know; it’s probably just one of those things that people say without thinking it through. We all do it. I’ve done it too. But what I hear when folks say that is, “YOU haven’t called ME.” Do you ever sense that as well, or is it just me?

Granted, I am far from being the best person to reach out to others. Maybe it’s the introvert in me. However, without making excuses, last I checked …

… phones work two ways. Hmm πŸ€” 

*End of rant!

Friday, 20 August 2021

Chauffeur Wanted

It happened again!

A simple little two-hour drive and I could hardly stay awake. The sun was starting to climb in the eastern sky, and all I wanted to do was sleep. It’s not like the sun was in my eyes blinding me; it wasn’t. It’s not like I didn’t sleep well the night before; I did. In fact my sleeping has greatly improved since we broke down and replaced our old bed with an amazingly comfortable new bed. Best decision in a long time. With a third of one’s life spent in bed, I highly recommend a good quality bed. But I digress; this isn’t supposed to be about buying beds.

So what’s the problem? I think driving is simply starting to bore me, at least driving overly familiar routes is. Is that possible? Maybe it’s simply a side effect of many years in the trucking industry. Maybe I’m simply at a point in my life where, if I didn’t have to drive anywhere, other than perhaps a quick errand around town, I’d probably be quite content. Road trips? Not if I can help it. Perhaps that’s why we never got into the RV-ing lifestyle; after driving for a living, the last thing I wanted to do on my personal time was drive yet again. Thus our creation of a backyard sanctuary; work, and then straight home to relax on my deck. No unnecessary driving! Paradise!

So here’s to bags of Werther’s Original candies and big travel mugs of strong black coffee; lately a requirement for all out of town trips. Without them I doubt if I’d get twenty kilometres down the highway without needing to pull over for a nap.

It’s a strange new me. Maybe it’s time to look for a chauffeur. Ha. πŸ˜‰

Thursday, 19 August 2021

A Meditative Walk at the Stations of the Cross


The Stations of the Cross park boasts a beautiful heritage Elm tree. It is said to date back to 1906.





The walk through the Stations of the Cross begins with the Last Supper.





After the supper we are reminded of the agony in the garden where Jesus prayed as the disciples slept.






Station One:
Jesus condemned to death.




Station Two:
Jesus bears his cross.





Station Three:
Jesus falls the first time.





Station Four:
Jesus meets his mother.





Station Five:
Jesus helped by Simon.





Station Six:
Veronica wipes the face of Jesus.






Station Seven:
Jesus falls the second time.






Station Eight: 
Jesus meets the women of Jerusalem.




Station Nine:
Jesus falls a third time.





Station Ten:
Jesus is stripped of his robe.





Station Eleven:
Jesus is nailed to the cross.





Station Twelve:
Jesus dies on the cross.





Station Thirteen:
Jesus is taken down from the cross.





Station Fourteen:
Jesus is laid in the tomb.






Station Fifteen:
Jesus rises from the dead.














I really cannot say enough positive things about this Stations of the Cross park. It is located adjacent to the St. Joseph’s Home in Medicine Hat, Alberta. It is spectacular! I am fortunate and blessed to be able to walk through this park weekly. Weather permitting, it is a great place for prayer and meditation, or simply to take a little time out on one of the benches with a good book. Even if the weather is less than ideal, it is still worth visiting. Peace.

πŸ™  πŸ™  πŸ™
“This same Jesus, who has been taken from you into heaven,
will come back in the same way you have seen him go into heaven.”
Acts 1:11 (NIV)

Sunday, 15 August 2021

Discovering Goethe

Every once in a while I stumble across a profound quote worth saving and sharing. This is one of those: “Few people have the imagination for reality.” Memorable!

I confess that I have not read a lot of the works of Goethe, that is, not yet. However, they are on the reading docket (along with a plethora of others) and one of these days I hope to delve into some of his writings a little more fully.

Speaking of reading, here’s another great quote: “A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies … The man who never reads lives only one.” (attributed to George R.R. Martin). I believe that to be true.

Happy reading. 😊

Photo source: The skyline as seen from my back deck recently intrigued me and I thought it worth a picture.

Friday, 13 August 2021

Paw Prints on the Heart

Doris Day said, “I have found that when you are deeply troubled, there are things that you get from the silent devoted companionship of a dog that you can get from no other source.”

W.H. Auden said, “In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag.”

How true! But then there is this:

A friend called me today and told me that his beloved fur-baby had passed. My heart ached for him. Oh no! Only another dog person can really understand that pain. 😒

It really sucks that dogs have such short lives to live when they have so much love to give. Why is that? Ever think about that? Then again, Romans 9:20 comes to mind: “Shall what is formed say to him who formed it, ‘Why did you make me like this?’” God knows, and He doesn’t make mistakes. I can rest in that.

So here’s to this man’s best friend. Here’s to rescuing a dog, only to find out that they actually rescued you. Here’s to my friend in his hour of darkness, to whom this post is dedicated; may you soon find peace. Here’s to paw prints on the heart. 

❤🐾🐾❤

Photo Sources: (1) Our beloved fur-baby earlier this year, (2) Source unknown, but I love the sentiment.


Sunday, 8 August 2021

Worth Celebrating … Soberly


Another milestone! Some of you may have seen a post here six months ago that I called Why Is the Rum Gone? If you’ve not seen it, you may be interested in checking it out. There you’ll see a fuller picture of what led to my own personal temperance pilgrimage.

18-months sober! Definitely worth celebrating … soberly. 

Praise God! 😊

Monday, 2 August 2021

The Other Side of Banking

“I want the last cheque I write to bounce.”  (Chuck Feeney)

We had to laugh! Why? I’m glad you asked. We got a renewal notice in the mail for a magazine subscription. We used to get many, but now there is just the one. We still faithfully subscribe to Legion: Canada’s Military History Magazine. With both of my wife’s parents having served in the Canadian military during WWII, there is a special connection and interest in Legion. However, this post is not about promoting a magazine subscription, though I certainly would recommend it for Canadian history and military enthusiasts.

The funny thing that caused the chuckle was filling out the renewal form. While I could have renewed the subscription with a credit card, I opted for doing so with a cheque instead. In filling out the cheque ledger, I noticed that three cheques back was the entry for my last Legion renewal of two years ago. In two years I only wrote three cheques! Given that there was a time that I probably wrote two to three times that many per month, never mind biennial, I found that strangely amusing!

Electronic banking has clearly moved personal cheque writing closer to the dinosaur age. Even credit cards seem to be moving the same direction, as we can now pay for purchases with a quick scan of our cell phones. The two packs of cheques I still have left in my desk drawer will very likely outlast me. Oh well, maybe my grandchildren can use them for a Show and Tell in school (assuming that is still a thing done in schools). I’m sure that would be as otherworldly to them as me trying to describe the 8-Track players I used to have hanging under the dashboard of my car to their parents.

Yes, It’s an interesting new world we’re living in. Makes me wonder sometimes of what strange new things my grandchildren will see in their lifetimes. They will probably pay for their groceries with a retina scan or some such thing. Given the plethora of changes I’ve already seen in my lifetime, they will probably see as many or more in theirs.

Saturday, 31 July 2021

Bored? Never!

After my wife retired she told me of how a friend asked her, “Don’t you ever get bored?” Her answer? “Never!” Her days are full and quite enjoyable. There’s a lot to be said for that. There’s a lot to be said for enjoying life.

I don’t know the source of this photo, but I like it. As a matter of fact, I can see myself in it. As a bookworm with an extensive personal library, the very concept of boredom is almost anathema to me as well. If I lived to be one hundred, I’m sure I still would not have put a dent in the pile of books that I’d want to still read. Add to that a plethora of other interests and hobbies, and I am ready to challenge the boredom notion too.

Bored? Never! 😊

“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies.
The man who never reads lives only one.”
(attributed to George R.R. Martin)

Monday, 26 July 2021

Monday: We Can Do This


The Apostle Paul once said, “One person esteems one day as better than another, while another esteems all days alike. Each one should be fully convinced in his own mind.” (Romans 14:5; ESV)

I have to confess that Mondays have never been my favourite day of the week. I suspect that is true for many people. Why is that? The only answer I have is that it has something to do with Monday being the start of another work week. Unless you’re seriously loving your job, Mondays can be downers. Maybe when I retire one day that will no longer be the case. I guess time will tell.

So for now, despite the fact that I’d rather be lounging around my home in my PJ’s with a good book and another cup of coffee, I am grateful for a good job. Yes, it gets stressful sometimes, but what job doesn’t? I am grateful for the physical and mental strength to still be able to do my job. I am grateful for my health, without which I would not be able to work. I am grateful that when I do eventually retire, that a decent pension also awaits me. So much to be thankful for! Maybe it is all a matter of attitude.

So once again this morning, this Monday morning, I will go to my place of employment, and smile. Monday morning? Yes, and that’s OK; we can do this. Peace.

😊😊😊

Sunday, 25 July 2021

Heaven’s Breakfast?

Breakfast has long since been my favourite meal of the day. As a matter of fact, I like it so much, that I usually have two of them.

The pictured oatmeal makes up the first breakfast; old school, stovetop, and oh so good. Stir in some frozen berries, add a generous serving of yogurt, and enjoy.

I would not at all be surprised to see this on the breakfast table that first morning in Heaven.

😊😊😊


Saturday, 24 July 2021

The Other Side of AWESOME

awe -n. 1. wonder and reverence inspired by something sacred, mysterious, or magnificent. 2. great respect and admiration mixed with fear, inspired by power and authority.
awesome -adj. 1. causing awe. 2. showing awe.

Wandering through the treasures in my favourite used bookstore and then going home to a quiet house to curl up with one of those treasures is nothing less than … awesome!

“If I have a little money
I buy books;
and if any is left,
I buy food and clothes.”
-Desiderius Erasmus
😊😊😊

Sunday, 18 July 2021

Times of Joy



Summer,

and my favourite

outdoor space.

My home.

My deck.

My dog.

My peace.

😊

🐾🐾

Tuesday, 6 July 2021

Is Today the Best Day in the Year?

 


Consider the kind of extravagant love the Father has lavished on us - He calls us children of God! It’s true; we are His beloved children.
1 John 3:1

While reading a new book, I came across this quote attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.”  I like that. It is so easy to bemoan certain days more than others, such as the proverbial Monday morning blues, that we completely miss all the beautiful things that our loving God has for us. I know, I have been guilty of that myself a time or a thousand. Why do we do that?

So rather than wait for January 1st to make yet another New Year’s resolution, I thought I’d beat the rush. Today is the best day in the year. When today is over, and Lord willing that I wake up tomorrow, it too will be the best day in the year. Then by God’s continued grace, the day after tomorrow, will again be the best day in the year. Wow; I feel better all ready!

So how about you? Ready for a July New Year’s resolution? Ready to have your best day in the year? May it be so. Peace and Blessings, friends. God is good. 😊

This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24

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Photo Source and Dedication:

The above photo was taken from the balcony of my parents home overlooking the beautiful Ottawa River. I am looking forward to spending time with them there again real soon. I love you, Mom and Dad. Thank you for also striving to make every day the best day in the year. ❤

Sunday, 4 July 2021

A Cure for the Cranky?

One of the great things that I enjoy about a new month is flipping over the kitchen calendar page. For several years now we have enjoyed the free calendars provided by our local vet hospital. Each month features a beautiful picture of a different breed of dog and a cute quote about man’s best friend. So, yes, the first day of a new month is always fun.

Though comical, this month’s quote really resonated with me. In the hustle and bustle and stressors of this often crazy world, there is the unconditional love of a dog. If the truth be known, sometimes I’m a lot less cranky when it’s just me and my dog.

So this post is dedicated to my dog, to this man’s best friend. As much as we rescued her from the animal shelter six years ago, so she has rescued me; day after day, month after month, and year after year. 😊❤

Friday, 25 June 2021

The Quotable Joan Chittister

“You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.” 
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (Another great read)

πŸ“– πŸ“– πŸ“–

A dear friend of ours recommended another book. While we ordered it, all I’ve seen thus far are little snippets that my better half shares with me. I will get my turn with it when she finishes reading it.

In the mean time, I will catalogue these little nuggets she shares here so as not to lose track of them. This will be an ongoing blog post, a work in progress, that I expect to come back to time and again. Stay tuned.

Meet the quotable Joan Chittister.

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We can’t bear mystery, we can’t abide the beneficence of the unknown. We “define” the nature of God, the substance of the Holy Spirit, the persons of Jesus. We dogmatize the unknown and we excommunicate people who dare to wonder. I find it very hard anymore to abide the dogmatizers though I sometimes admire the sincerity of their “faith.” Or is “faith” simply another term for the compulsion to know, and the willingness not to think.” (p.37)

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“I don’t pray,” people say to me. And I say back, “Neither do I. I just breathe God in and hope somehow to learn how to breathe God out as well.” (p.46)

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In A Perfect World

 



In a perfect world

every home

would have a dog,

and every dog

would have a home.