Because He Lives


Some things just need to be shared and this song is one of them. It has brought me peace and comfort in times of grief, anxiety, pain, disappointment, and many other of life’s trials. Happy Sunday.

When the Past has Passed


Yesterday I wrote of something from the past, “A Rainbow Apology”. It was cathartic to do so whether or not the person ever sees the post. And now that episode has passed never again to be relived.

The trouble with living in the past is that it can affect our present by draining some of its happiness.

There are some who dwell on negative past history to the point where it robs their life of the fullness of joy that can be experienced by living in the present and doing what can be done to make it better.

In Canada, we are about to haul down the statue of Sir John A. MacDonald,┬áthe first Prime Minister of Canada who was hailed as the “father of confederation”. He had a political career which spanned almost half a century.

Yes, along with his many achievements, Sir John made mistakes but the monument was erected to honor the man of accomplishment not the man of error.

When the past has passed would it not be better to learn from it and move on without making present life a victim to it? Once again ancient scripture speaks to today’s issues.

But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, Philippians 3:13 NIV

Someone’s Special Birthday


Someone, somewhere, is turning eighty today. This post is to celebrate you…or someone you know!

TODAY I AM 80

Today, dear Lord, I’m 80 and there’s so much I haven’t done, I hope and pray you’ll let me live until I’m 81.

But then, if I haven’t finished all that I want to do, would you let me stay a little while, until I’m 82?

So many places I want to go, so very much to see; do you think you could manage to let me make 83?

The world is changing very fast, there is so much in store, I’d like it very much if I could live to 84.

And if by then it happens that I am still alive, I’d really like to stay around until I’m 85.

There’ll be more planes up in the air, and more problems to be fixed, so I’d like to be around to see it all when I am 86.

I know, dear Lord, it’s much to ask (for it must be nice in heaven), but I’d really like to stay right here until I’m 87.

I know by then I won’t be fast, and sometimes I’ll be late, but it would be so pleasant to be around at 88.

I will have seen so many things and had a wonderful time, so, I’m willing to wait to leave this world at the age of 89. (maybe).

Just one more thing I’d like to say; dear Lord, I thank you kindly, but if it’s okay with you, I’d love to live past 90.

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