Independence Day

Just as we here in Canada celebrated our July 1st Canada Day, so our neighbors to the south in the USA are celebrating this day, July 4th, their Independence Day.

Happy Fourth of July to my American friends, relatives, and fellow bloggers. Be blessed.

Hand drawn Happy Independence day brush script lettering on the background of United States flag. 4 july - Independence day. Stock vector illustration




A Question of Trust

A question I often get asked is, “How did you get such deep faith?” The answer has to be that I seem to, without knowing it, have trusted God all of my life…and with my life.

Yesterday, I came upon this scripture which seems to sum it up perfectly for me: “Yet you brought me out of the womb; you made me trust in you even at my mother’s breast. From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother’s womb you have been my God.” Psalm 22: 9-10 NIV

I’m not sure that any better explanation is available. In whom do you put your trust? Happy Sunday.


Six Little Stories

Don’t you love when something unexpected comes your way? While pondering my next daily blog, this email came my way to save the day. I love when that happens!

“SIX LITTLE STORIES” – well worth the 30 seconds to read!

{1}  Once all villagers decided to pray for rain.  On the day of prayer all the people gathered,  but only one boy came with an umbrella.  That’s FAITH. 

{2}  When you throw babies in the air,  they laugh because they know you will catch them.  That’s TRUST. 
{3}  Every night we go to bed  without any assurance of being alive the next morning,  but still we set the alarms to wake up.  That’s HOPE.
(4}  We plan big things for tomorrow  in spite of zero knowledge of the future.  That’s CONFIDENCE. 
{5}  We see the world suffering,  but still we get married and have children.  That’s LOVE.
{6}  On an old man’s shirt was written a sentence  ‘I am not 82 years old;  I am sweet 16 with 66 years of experience.’  That’s ATTITUDE.
Have a happy day and live your life like the six stories.
When I was a child, I thought nap time was punishment. Now it’s like a mini-vacation.


Living With Pain


Pain, whether physical, emotional or psychological, can be debilitating to those who suffer it constantly. Life is full of pain but there are ways of tolerating it or overcoming it, if not eliminating it completely. Below are a couple of prayers, quotes, scriptures, that I have found helpful over the years; especially The Great I Am prayer. Along with good medical treatment and continuous searching for cures, may the following be helpful to those who are in the grip of pain on a daily basis.

Prayer for pain to vanish

Dear God

I know only you can help this pain vanish away. I plead for peace and serenity as I fight off the pain I am feeling. Send your hand down to me and fill me with your strength. I cannot take this pain any longer without your help! Release me from this hold and restore me. I trust in You to give me the strength to get through this. I pray that the pain will be gone! It will not hold me down because I have the Lord on my side.


Jesus Christ, the Great I Am, have mercy on me. I have found this one-line prayer to be hugely beneficial when repeated several times in succession.

“It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.” ― Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy

Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. James 5:14 (NIV)…(I would add to the opening sentence, “or in pain?”)

There are many ways to deal with the pain in our lives and sometimes we just need to be made aware of the spiritual help that is available. Pills are good…Power is better. Be healed.

Photo de Cardinal Cottage.


As I Understand It

Understanding is the sum total of both knowledge and wisdom.

The mortality rate of mankind is the same the world over…one death per person.

Faith is the supernatural ability to trust God.

Don’t waste $1,000 worth of emotion on a 5 cent irritation.

Apple pie without the cheese is like a kiss without the squeeze.

These are other people’s quotes and I love what others have to say about life. It helps me to understand it.



Free from fear…that’s courage
Free from jealousy…that’s trust
Free from hate…that’s love
Free from anger…that’s peace
Free from ego…that’s freeing
Free from war, bullying, murder, crime, meanness, unjust judgement…and the list goes on…that’s ideal
Free to live life better than our own ability to do so…that’s freedom.

Rags to Riches

Tony Bennet’s 1953 hit, “Rags to Riches” has been resounding in my mind all morning, and made me realize that it is not only a pauper to prince, magical, monetary makeover, but a spiritual one as well; not a romantic romance about to make poor old Tony feel like a king.

No, when I thought about the implications of rags to riches, it reminded me of those of us who suffer from spiritual poverty; of not knowing the meaning of real love. I mean REAL love. The kind of love that 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 talks about, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

Ah, but it sometimes does. Sometimes our love is not always patient or kind. Sometimes our love does envy and is even rude. Sometimes it is self-seeking and easily angered. And it definitely sometimes keeps records of wrongs. Yes, sometimes love fails.

And that is the poverty part.  We are never so poor as when we withdraw our love from our spiritual bank account and leave it with a next to zero balance. Oh, sure, there’s enough left to cover the love necessities, but the surplus can definitely be withdrawn. So we think. But life doesn’t work that way. If we want to keep our spiritual self healthy, which is necessary to keep the rest of life in balance, then we must replace the love that has been withdrawn. It may be difficult to do. It may take looking within to replace that withdrawal. It may take a radical act of courage to put back what was taken out. But if we want our lives to reflect “Rags to Riches” and not vice versa, then why don’t we go ahead and make a healthy re-deposit of love?

Why don’t we all sing that “Rags to Riches song?

“I know I’d go from rags to riches, if you would only say you care…”

(Apologies to all the “youngsters” out there…I’m reaching way back!)






I’m Still Here

Surrendering to a grave illness is not the same thing as surrendering to God. I had the wonderful opportunity to push my trust in Him to the limit in 2005, when I was diagnosed with lung cancer.

Chapter Thirty-Nine  –  I’m Still Here

“I have the results of your chest x-ray,” my doctor said, when I answered the phone that 24th of May, 2005. “There’s something growing in your lungs.”

My heart plummeted like a skydiver without a parachute. It was 5:10 pm and I had just had the x-ray at two o’clock that same afternoon.

“Your doctor will have the results in a week,” the technician had said as I left the lab.

“I’ve set up an appointment with a specialist for Friday, May 27th,” the doctor continued now. “You need a CT scan, and he can order it quicker than I can.”

My body tingled as I replaced the receiver. Things like specialist appointments and CT scans take longer than that in the real world.

In a daze, I walked back to the kitchen, where the supper I was enjoying sat half eaten on the table. With shaking hands, I cleaned my plate into the garbage. The only hunger I felt now was for peace of mind, which could only come from God.

“Oh, God, please relieve me of this dread, and let your peace flood my soul,” I prayed.

….may you live to see your children’s children. (Psalm 128:6)

Tomorrow  –  I’m a Believer  –  A Lesson in Knowing


It Happened in an Instant

It is a total tragedy when a simple mistake can lead to an unfinished life. I heard this very sad story on my travels.

Chapter Thirty-Eight  –  It Happened in an Instant

I heard this tragic story while on one of my visits with Lynn and her family in the Channel Islands.

Sebastian’s mother was forty-three years old when she died in a freak accident.

While squeezing over to give way to cyclists on a green lane in the parish of Trinity, Jersey, the side mirror of her silver Citroen scraped a granite wall and fell off.

A green lane is barely wide enough for one vehicle, and the speed limit is fifteen miles per hour.

Dora Cole, a pretty, petite brunette, stopped the Citroen and got out to collect her mirror which lay underneath the car, behind the left front tire. She had stopped on a grade, and failed to engage the hand brake. As Dora reached under the car it began to roll, pinning her underneath, and within seconds her life was ended…..

….let me know how fleeting is my life. (Psalm 39:4)

Tomorrow  –  I’m Still Here  –  A Lesson in Surrendering