Wednesday, September 30, 2009
He was 21.
He was my brother.
I often think about what it would have been like had he lived and been a part of my life and the life of our children.
Our son is very much like him....in so many ways......quite uncanny.
But I remembered Frederick Dale Benson today...remembered his laughter, his genuineness, and gentleness....his compassion for people and love for them.....his great sense of humor and sense of service to others....his humility and kindness....a godly man, dare I say, at that young age. You rarely get all those traits in one human being which is why so many people counted it a great loss for him to die.
I was no exception.
But life continues on even in our grief and as it does....time begins it's healing on our souls.
For that I thank God.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Am I getting old?
I think I'm just bold!!
But I'm not quite sold
That my voice will hold
Like a note of gold
Before I'm told
That I should fold.......
My voice up in a brown paper bag and silently seel away into the night, never to be heard again until I take up voice lessons in heaven.
Cough....sputter.....hack......bark.......don't think I have a cold.
Guess it's just my age.....can't sing like I used to....and "like I used to" wasn't all that great either.
Like I said, heaven should be good for voice lessons, but quite frankly, I don't even think He cares one way or another whether I'm singing on tune or off. He just enjoys me singing. Ya.
Worship practice, in case you haven't connected my thoughts here, was...i n t e r e s t i n g.
Monday, September 28, 2009
I waited around for him to enter but alas, he did not......:-)
Sunday, September 27, 2009
She's doing very well, I must say....for driving only once before with her instructor.
One tends to forget the things one must learn when they begin to drive.
Judging distances especially....you know, if you have time to make a left turn before you get crunched by the oncoming car..... or time to make a right turn when a car is coming down the street.......... or how far into an intersection you should go before you end up being stranded in the middle of a red light situation......... or how far to go out into a right hand turn so you don't hit the curb.
Stuff like that.
Experience.....it's just one of the facts of life we must endure...good, bad or otherwise.
I don't think I would have been driving in a big city with my learners license, that's for sure!!
She's one brave cookie, our girl is!!!!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
First the cloud comes edging its way over this huge expanse of prairie.
Then the wind comes whirling and ploughing through the fields of grain, bending and pushing the stocks into submission. The combines try frantically to beat out the wind...going all day and into the night..swathing and gathering all the grain they can before the killing frost.
But it isn't just an ordinary wind either. This wind that howls and roars into the Queen City comes from the great North where cold has become the norm. It makes you want to wear socks and a jacket...dare I say....mitts. It makes you close your windows at night. It makes you want to turn the furnace on.
They say now rain is expected during the next few days too.
I'm wondering if it will turn white......
Oh, and we spoke with son this morning on Skype. He doesn't have a web cam yet but it was great to hear his voice nonetheless. There's just something about hearing a person's voice instead of communicating through email and such and perhaps next time he'll have a web cam up and running. Being that we were all here together, we could speak with him and at least he could see us. It was all very good.
Good night all. I trust the church supper tonight was successful too....raising money for a church in the Congo. Great job Patrick!!!!
Friday, September 25, 2009
We arrive (in the dark) at daughter's place. Their little cul-de-sac is quite dark and I'm sure their house number is 214. I ring the door bell...no light on outside.....or in any of the condos on the whole street! Ringggggg......ringggggggggg........ringggggggggggggggggggggggggg No one.
Are we on the right road???? Yes.
Please God, don't let it be like the next to last time we came here to their other condo, where we were at the wrong place.....thank goodness no one came to the door THAT time.
Oh, wait. Someone is coming down the stairs.....finally. And they didn't leave a light on for us. Anyway, here we are dear, suitcases in hand and bags as well! We're just two weary travellers from the north country, ready to flop down on your couch and give you big hugs.
Door opens. Big fella......and not OUR big fella!!!
"Oh my!"...says I. "We're so sorry. We're at the wrong house." (I wanted to say "again" but was much too humiliated).
Picked up bags and suitcases and walked back to car.
Look in huge purse for daughter's address.
Missed it by two numbers......2...1...2
So, here we are at last. Tired. Embarrassed. Comfy.
And in the morning we get to "see" son on Skype.
I better get to bed so my face will look as fresh as a daisy when he greets me on the web cam. I surely don't want to look like one of those "old ladies" who go around ringing unknown people's doorbells....now do I???
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Where's MY "baby"? I guess the tree
with his picture will have to suffice.....this year....
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
As I sit here, foot propped up, enabling the swelling to secede, there are all manner of fall noises outside.
Geese are beginning to fly in uniformity. All summer they have been taking wing at various times but mostly they've been with their young, teaching them the finer points of survival. Now, they are gathering families together to get ready for their flight south.
They begin with small jaunts. From water where they rest and swim.... to fields that offer a source of food - perhaps grain or vegetables. Once they've eaten, it's flying back to their water source again. Whole families go and others join them in this ritual, until huge flocks can be seen taking off or landing....depending on the time of day.
They honk and make all manner of noises, communicating to one another. As they rise and take flight, their formation takes on the well-known "V". Not sure when they have meetings as to who does what and when but at some point, communication is spread that Goose #343 will lead the flock on it's evening flight to field 12-43-W2....and back again. They're giving their young a taste of what is to come and how the whole migration thing will happen. They must all take turns and give those young ones a bit of practice. Not sure. It's fun to think about though.
I find it all totally amazing!!!Some days I wished I had an inner clock that would make me want to head south...but I suppose some of us have to stay around and shovel.:-(
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Huge changes out there. Huge houses being built. Huge areas of land for sale.
Then we drove over to the Little Red River Park. It was hot and quiet and lovely. We saw only a handful of folks. There were trees turning color and the Little Red was slipping it's way over rocks and around fallen trees. The squirrels were frantically storing up for the winter by...you guessed it....squirreling away some pine cone seeds. No sounds were heard. No cars roared or honked. No one was yelling or calling out or laughing. No one. Nothing.
Just nature doing what nature does.
In stark contrast to where son now lives....with constant noise, people and people and more people - shoulder-to-shoulder, cars and taxis and cars and more taxis. No little parks with fresh, clean water running through it....without a myriad of people to drown out natures little whispers.
I guess 15 million people can do that to a city...
Friday, September 18, 2009
A beautiful trip all planned for Regina this weekend and I go and become malfunctioned at the junction.
There are other weekends, I know. But there won't be many weekends with nice weather. Those will become fewer and fewer.
But the weather will be nice here in P.A......... if I make it outside at all :-(
I won't be with my kids though.....that's what makes it so disappointing.
Time spent with those you love.....there is really nothing quite like it, is there....ya, I've got husband with me, and that's a gift in itself.
Hope you all enjoy YOUR weekend.....get out there and count yellow leaves or something.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Here's to Mr. Swayze.....the heart throb, good looking, macho, sensitive man of many talents!!!
I really believe he did have the time of his life!
Blessings on his memory.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Hebrews 12:28 to 13:3
"Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our God is a consuming fire.
Keep on loving each other as brothers. Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it. Remember those in prison as if you were their fellow prisoners, and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering."
Those words are a whole truck load to take in all at once. They give us an idea of God's holiness and reverence....but also they show his desire for us to help one another out in this life he's given us to live. Being hospitable to strangers?????!!!! (Not sure if I'm even hospitable to those I know, let alone strangers). Remember those in prison????!!!! (What better city than P.A. for that one!!) Those who are mistreated???!!!! ( I know of some folk who really are mistreated and neglected, so in that sense I actually can empathize).
See what I mean. I have a very long way to go in "being all I can be" for the sake of Christ.
May God help me on my journey......
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
I haven't been feeling well this evening. I trust it will clear up by morning.......in order to fulfill my commitment to help.
May God heal and give me rest this night....and may He watch over Matt, in his new surroundings, in getting climatized and getting to know his new city. I wonder if he has a Hindustani/English translation dictionary in his back pocket???.....probably not....:-)
Tomorrow we get the old web cam/microphone bought and hitched up.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Mother Teresa's Successor Sr. M. Nirmala MC, Superior General of both the active as well as the contemplative branch
Motherhouse, c/o Sr. Mercy-Maria MC