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.