God’s Sense of Humor


Big fat, fluffy, flakes of falling snow are accumulating all around my field of vision which happens to be in Scarborough, Ontario, Canada. Now this is to be expected in the throes of winter but today is April 6th!

The crocuses and daffodils were beginning to smile their way up through the thawing earth, and have had to postpone their journey…for who knows how long?

Snow shovels and salt pails stored away for the next eight months or so are about to be resurrected. Robins were chirping their spring songs and are now hiding in various tree branches.

I’m very happy that God has a sense of humor but would rather he give me something warmer to laugh about.

The One enthroned in heaven laughs; Psalms 2:4

 

 

Sometimes Substitutes Work Well


The dishwasher was full to the brim with a load of dirty dishes…and I had forgotten to buy detergent…big problem. Not willing to brave the blustery weather to return to the supermarket, or unload the machine and do all those dishes by hand, I looked online for a dishwasher detergent substitute. Many suggestions were to put two to three drops of Dawn liquid dish soap in the dispenser and top it up with baking soda. So I did. Voila! It worked like magic and will be my mode of cleaning dishes from here on in.

It made me think of some of the problems we face in life. We can’t always clean them away with conventional methods, and sometimes need to search for a substitute. For me that substitute is prayer…prayer that should have been the first course of action, but got lost in the effort of trying to solve things my own way

Putting a few drops of prayer into life’s problem dispenser and filling it up with God, can work wonders with the many difficult decisions that come our way.

Is any of you in trouble? He should pray. James 5:13

 

 

Oops!


I’m not sure where I heard or read the following, or whether or not it was meant to be humorous. What do you think?

This is about a middle-aged woman who wants a new improved self.  Unfortunately, she ends up injured in a car accident and is rushed to hospital. As she floats in and out of consciousness, she begs God to keep her alive. God tells her not to worry and promises her a long, long life.

While she is in hospital recovering from her broken bones, she figures she might as well get a few other things done. She opts for a tummy tuck, a breast augmentation, has her eyes lifted and her nose reduced. She looks and feels like a new woman and can’t wait to show the world.

She has just left hospital for home when a bus rounds the corner, slams into her and kills her. When she gets to heaven she’s furious and tells God, “You said I was going to live a long life. What happened?”

God studies her face and says, “I didn’t recognize you!”

Oops!

All Things Are Possible


On the heels of an upsetting telephone conversation last night, this photo came to me from one of my delightful granddaughters who knows how much this particular saying has meant to me over many years. It was so timely, comforting, and apropos that I had to share it. Lindsay had no idea what had just taken place in my life, so I believe that this is God reminding me, through her, that indeed all things are possible, because I was immediately uplifted. TYG, and thank you, Lindsay.

From Beginning to End


Each year has its own peculiar ups and downs, blessings and blunders, things to remember and things sooner forgotten.

Saying hello to the future while waving the past a final goodbye is like tossing out a calendar chock full of old agendas and looking forward to a brand new start of appointments, birthdays, celebrations, events, and a new year of life in general.

There are already two events on my new calendar: a new baby joining our wonderful family in July and another family wedding towards the end of summer.

While we pray that the world will be a better place and do our part to make it so, it is God who knows the beginning from the end, as it is written in Deuteronomy 11:12…It is a land the Lord your God cares for; the eyes of the Lord your God are continually on it from the beginning of the year to its end.

With that comforting thought in mind, my wish for humankind is peace and prosperity, health and happiness, more love and less violence from beginning to end in 2016.

Happy New Year, World!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Praying for Others


Believing in the power of prayer is powerful in itself. As mentioned in a previous blog, I belong to a chain gang…The Prayer Chain. Some of you responded that you also have this privilege. So I’m once again asking for prayer for others.

Last week I blogged about a wonderful gentleman in our congregation who celebrated his 100th birthday. He now has pneumonia. Please pray for Alf.

The sister of another of our congregation members has recently been diagnosed with a brain aneurysm. Please pray for Linda.

One of our members has just lost a sister, and another a brother.  Please pray for Sandi and Mary.

These are but a few of the people that I know who need prayer, but there are others. Here is what I feel is a very appropriate prayer which came to me via the internet:

Thank you for your prayers.

A New Sound of Music


Every once in awhile something comes along to give us goose bumps, teary eyes, and gratitude for the awesome talents shared with us by others. Here is a clip from Facebook that I watch numerous times, and it never ceases to amaze me just how much God has blessed some people with incredible musicality. Please click on the link to enjoy a new sound of music.

Huggies, Not to be Mistaken


It may appear from the title that this is about those absorbent paper pants that cover a baby’s bottom for comfort; not so my friends.

This is about all the hugs I received at church yesterday from all my huggy friends. I’m a bit of a hug fanatic and seem to have gained a reputation for this. But others appear to enjoy getting hugs too, and that’s a good thing.

Like a squirrel storing food in his cheeks, yesterday’s hugs are stored in my heart in case there are no more until next Sunday.

I sometimes joke that I go to church for the hugs, but that includes God’s hugs as well.

“Have you and God had a hug of the heart today?” It’s a question I read somewhere and realized how uplifting it is when we spend time with Him, either on Sunday or any day of the week, just how much that feels like a heavenly hug.

Huggies…whether God hugs or human hugs, are indeed a source of comfort. Have you had yours today?

 

 

God’s Social Club


Sometimes I wonder where my next blog will come from because they are mostly spontaneous rather than planned.

I spoke to someone yesterday who referred to church as a social club. It caused me to ponder the statement, which is how I came up with today’s title.

In a way this person was correct. To begin with, each man, woman and child is warmly welcomed as they enter the building. Next they find a comfortable (or not so) place to sit and pass pleasantries with the person next to them in the pew.

After the final formality of the worship service is completed in orderly fashion, the pastor is praised (or not) as we, the congregation, file out to gather for tea, coffee, goodies and socializing in the meeting hall.

As people catch up on each other’s lives since the previous week, stories are exchanged, jokes are shared, hugs are plentiful (a boon to those who live alone) and parting words are usually a cheerful “See you next Sunday, if not before.”

I’m very happy to belong to God’s social club where we come together for praise and worship, tea and coffee, and a chance to pass the raisin bread.