Remember the good

Wednesday, January 15, 2020
It's time to stop living in the heaviness of the cold outside. It won't show itself above -31C today at all so let's just get on with life.

I'm in my study today again, working on so many different, varied things. A service for the care homes tomorrow. The minutes from last nights board meeting that went far too late. Letters to people who need some information or generally want to influence me one way or another. Answering txts from people who wish to meet, soon. Phone calls from people looking for community information.

It's just one of those weeks you know? Stressful.

Then I see the photo on my desk of our sons last summer at Micah's wedding. What a great time that was for the family to gather from three provinces and one state. And I smile. It was so good to be together again.

And it was HOT. +31C and humid.
62C difference from today.

Remember the good.

Colder than a...

Tuesday, January 14, 2020

-38C when I left the house this morning.

The hinges on the house door creak. The snow crunches. The vehicles groan, whine and complain, that is if you get them started.

Exposed skin freezes in less than 1-8 minutes, depending on the wind.

Schools are closed, buses not running. Nobody is on the highway. You only go out if you need to and only you are the judge of that.

This is what -38 looks like, Terribly beautiful and deadly.


A Prayer for the New Year

Saturday, January 11, 2020
Keep us, O Lord,
while we tarry on this earth,
in a serious seeking after you,
and in an affectionate walking with you,
every day of our lives;
that when you come,
we may be found not hiding our talent,
nor serving the flesh,
nor yet asleep with our lamp unfurnished,
but waiting and longing for our Lord,
our glorious God for ever.


Richard Baxter (1691)


The Tree Abides

Friday, January 10, 2020
It’s been a week of early mornings and late nights and now the cold has come to join us. Still the tree abides. Apparently we are in no big rush to see it go, and I’m ok with that.

In early mornings when I get up and late nights when I get home, it still inspires me with childlike wonder. And I can use all of that I can get hold of.





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