Kairos

Kairos - Where Time and Destiny Meet

During 'Kairos' seasons....The Spirit of God invades the very fabric of life itself.

Everything accelerates and changes as reality is re-directed by the unalterable will of God.

So....I say Yes Lord.

More Joy

The worship team did this song a couple of times when I was at IHOPrecently.
I was so happy to get to 'drink freely for myself' in the midst of the out pouring of the Holy Spirit Joy of the Lord and His great delight over us.

Hymn Night

Last night I was privileged to be part of an old fashioned Hymn Sing Along with some new and not so new friends.
This young fellow, Eric, did a wonderful job providing the music while the rest of the audience called out the number of the hymns from the hymnals we were using.
What a fun experience for me, being on the smaller side of the 'senior' scale.


This lovely Lady helped to organize the event.

Good friends and family

Fun and Fellowship


Good snacks

A couple of my all time favorites.

I don't think we would make the cut for the Gaither Homecoming Videos, but I do know we put a lovely smile on the Face of Jesus who moved gently among us as we worshiped Him. I will definitely attend again.

Nana is 102 !

The grandmother of my two youngest sons has passed another milestone .
Today Hilda is 102 years young.
Happy Birthday Nana, you are an amazing and blessed Lady.

He Loves Us

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Happy Birthday

Today my lovely granddaughter is ten years old. Where have the years flown ?
Happy Birthday Sweetheart. I love you very much !

Love Came Down

Welcome Home

My friend Susan was welcomed home today .
Jesus came and lifted her into His Lovely Embrace.
Thank you Lord for Your Great Loving Salvation.

The Lamb Slain

I know the Man who holds the keys to death. The Lamb Slain.

The scripture tells us that death has no sting. I believe this. But...there is a definite sorrow in being the one left behind when someone you love is in the valley of the shadow.

Recent weeks have brought me once again to this place. I have been an observer to two dear people who are in the process of dying. Leaving this planet and flying to Eternity. It is not pleasant for my friend Susan or my brother Michael. Standing alongside feeling so helpless to lift their suffering leaves me without words.

This evening I went to the hospital to visit as I have been doing for the last two weeks. My observations as I walked the halls consisted of some family members of another patient dressing in 'sterile gowns' before entering a room.
An elderly gentleman with a breathing tube in his trachea gasping for the gift of a breath.
My neighbor Susan , appearing small and shrunken under a soft blanket, finally resting from her pain.
Upon entering my brothers room where there were three other elderly men, sleeping, they all appeared already dead.

I turned and walked away down the hallway looking to Jesus. So much suffering. The hospital is a place of sickness, disease, dying and sad lonely humans . I won't dwell on the fact that every Thursday babies are killed for someone else's convenience one floor below.

The nurses are facing their own crisis of job loss due to the 'shaking of everything that can be shaken.' Still most of these ladies do an admirable job of ministering to people like Susan and my brother.

As I stood thinking and praying, I had to remember that Jesus has already paid for the healing and salvation of every soul in that place. Perhaps in the unseen realm there are many angels standing by to escort our dear ones the rest of the way.

For my brother and my friend, there will be great joy in heaven when they fly free of their sorrow and suffering. For me...I think I must look kind of stunned with a feeling of grief and frustration , waiting, waiting, waiting.

The Lamb slain....helping me carry the burden and helping me see with a heart of compassion as I walk this path with Him and those He has given me in the journey, to love and embrace in this valley that is ONLY A SHADOW.

Delirious?

I See Jesus

I see Jesus in you in all His distressing disguises.

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die

A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

Jesus said to her, I am the Resurrection and the Life !
He who believes in Me, though he die, yet he shall live.

And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die.
Do you believe this?

She said to Him, Yes, Lord.

Easter Album

Always fun when visiting the city, is the Byward Market, full of an assortment of color, people and goodies, for those of us young at heart as well as those actually young.



I just couldn't resist taking a picture of this young mans hair style since I am looking for a new 'look' myself. He didn't seem to notice.



Neither did this artist



Finally bought myself some Crocs. Like them very much.


Then there is a wonderland kind of place called Sugar Mountain.My choice, chocolate covered jubies...not exactly low cal,but sometimes one must feast!




Aila is always ready for an adventure, and Anneka is almost as tall as Gramma. How did that happen ?


Beautiful Flowers



Eyes speak volumes


Where has the time gone?

Just topping of the day, we bumped into the Easter Bunny Person at the supermarket, well, ok he was the Nestle Rabbit,(note the backward N) but for free candy who will argue?

Reason to Smile

With Easter coming soon, for some reason I decided to go to my personal movie archive and check out a Jesus movie from years ago. I think I needed to be reminded that Jesus is happy and who better portrayed this concept in the movie "Matthew'' than Bruce Marchiano.

So I settled in to be reminded .......

The point I want to make is that each time Jesus touched anyone, healed anyone, even as he was teaching his followers, he smiled. The scriptures came alive for me once again as the words were spoken on the screen.

Then he laughed !

He laughed with joy when he healed the blind man, the paralytic, when he was blessing the bread and fish, when he cast out the demons. Love joyfully displayed !



It was then I understood the laughter that I am beholding in the Student Awakening at IHOP. What joy Jesus experiences when one of his own finds freedom from the enemy.

For me , something wonderful slipped into my heart with each embrace I witnessed and tearfully experienced myself. And so I follow still , more fervently than ever.

For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross....for me.
So you can call me Joy !


Psalm 2/4, Psalm 37/13, Prov.8/31 , Is.62/5

Signs of Spring

Today , though it was not very warm, I decided to take Zoe and head out to one of my favorite places . The buds on the trees are in evidence most places and the new green is beginning to be seen in the evergreen trees.

I really enjoy walking along the canal. The Lift Locks appear to be in need of a good cleaning. Once the snow is gone, all the mess that was hidden is everywhere, even in the water.

Many , many years ago, when I was a young lady of seventeen the fall season was warm so we were in shorts. The canal had been drained, and appeared dry and solid.

So.....for some unknown reason I decided to take a 'short cut' to the other side. I took a running start down the little embankment and ran full on out onto the bottom of the canal.

Nope...not dry...not solid....

The shear momentum of my speed sent me about half way across when I came to a stinking sinking stop !

Mired in muck and stinking like sewage mud almost up to my  knees. White knee socks, and white tennis shoes....unimaginable !! Lots of crying and screaming happening as reality really does bite sometimes.

Somehow I managed to escape the grip of the underworld trying to suck me down. What a memory !

Side view of the Locks facing west.

This door drew my attention for some reason, so I went closer to take a better picture. The leaves are piled against the door . My little puppy Zoe, being so small, suddenly showed blood on her little butt fur. She had cut herself on a broken beer bottle hidden under the leaves.
So our adventure was cut short today. From now on I will be alert to ensure her safety . I will not go on a tangent on the kind of person who would throw a glass bottle away in such a manner...not right now anyway.

Little black squirrel in the tree enjoying a snack.

My favorite birds of the season were everywhere, squabbling over who gets the best worm. 

The end of the day, a soft almost full moon rises in the east over our little home town .

Neighbor Update

Last evening my sick neighbor came to my door to ask for ' refuge' and 'prayer'.

Earlier I had dropped into her place for a brief visit, to find an almost toxic atmosphere between mother and daughter . Neither are aware I don't think exactly why they are reacting the way they are to each other . It's a very difficult place for both to endure. 

I must confess I was shocked at her deterioration and hair loss in the last week.  This is happening very quickly.

So , my friend knocked on my door . 

Today she was facing the consultation with the doctor who will be in charge of her chemotherapy, should she decide to proceed that way.

I can't imagine being in her situation.

Kind of a no win situation. Chemo usually makes a person pretty ill, especially in this case where, the cancer is in many places. 

I listened for awhile, and then she asked me please pray that she would know the right decision to make. The prayer time was comforting to her, and to me since the Lord is so wonderful to make His Presence known, and His touch tangible.

He is so gentle with the broken and frightened . He knows the path ahead.
My prayer for my friend is for courage , strength  and  peace, but most of all a meeting with her Savior.  

What an amazing and terrifying journey.

Reflections

 

Today I was looking through some old pictures . I have decided to create a blog to remember my dad, and experienced one of those 'moments of interruption'. 

This picture was taken way back around 1960 I think. I am the one in the black school uniform sitting at the end of the little table. It must have been some kind of special occasion since the little girl with the dark hair sitting next to my smiling sister JoAnne is not one of our family. Maybe it was baby Dar's birthday ? The boy child is my brother Michael.

Anyway, the point is I was looking at what was on the table. Empty milk glasses,(anyone remember a product called 'Milko', powdered skim milk ?) Heinz Ketchup or maybe Aylmer , and I think I even recognized the hamburger patties , mashed potatoes and likely peas.

All of this made me think of my mother. She cooked the meals most every day, though my dad could whip up some very smooth mashed potatoes, by hand not mix master.

Suddenly I am getting choked up thinking about this woman who served us kids most of the time with little thanks. So, back to my photos and more staring at the lady who held our family together. 

 

Just remembering how young she looks here. I am way older now than she was when this was taken. Cigarette ever in her fingers,someones laundry hanging on the neighbors line. Actually that is the childhood home of the Redmond boys who went on to play NHL hockey.  Even the yard looks so much smaller now.

Suddenly sitting here at my desk wishing I could talk to her again and tell her so much. Like how grateful I am for all she sacrificed for me.

I wish I had been more loving, I wish I had understood all the things I now 'really understand' as I have lived and experienced my own life with all the bumps and terrible surprises in the journey.

I remember feeling so rejected a lot of the time, yet this lady worked her butt off to make ends meet with five children in a small home. The teen aged years when it seems all our parents want to do is keep us from having so much fun? The truth is looking back I had good teen years. Funny how sometimes only the negative stuff sticks to the surface of some totally selfish memories. 

But I digress...

I remember her trying to teach me to dance,(broom and all) since she was a great dancer in Army Shows, and then the day, I taught her how to do the 'Twist' with Chubby Checker wailing on the living room stereo.

Isn't it sad that it seems only in reflection we sometimes see and understand someone else's journey through life? It is on reflection and understanding from far off that appreciation for  my mom has grown in my heart. To see her a bit how God created her to be is actually what I am seeing today.

I guess all that to say, Lord, I miss my mom today, tell her for me that I love her and all these years later, I really am grateful for everything she put up with from me and the rest of us.

So much love floods my heart even now. I look forward to the day I will see her again and tell her for myself how precious her memory and her life has become to me.  I look forward to getting to know her for real some day and tell her , 'you did really great'  !! I love you always, your Nancy.

Great Album

This is just one of the many great tunes from another Bethel Live Album.
Great for soaking in the Presence of the Lord.

Put on Christ

And do this, knowing the time....
That now it it high time to awake out of sleep;
For now our salvation is nearer than when we first believed.

The night is far spent....
The day is at hand.

Put on the Lord Jesus Christ

Value of a Sparrow

About a month ago I found out that my neighbor friend has cancer tumors in her brain. Since then I have been praying for her and asking for wisdom, what to say and when, and generally being available.

She has been coming to my door frequently since then . There have been opportunities to share my love for Jesus a bit, and even twice, to actually embrace her and pray for Jesus to touch her, which He has been doing . She even felt His Presence at these moments and last evening even was in agreement as we prayed.

Now she is telling me it's also in her lungs and lymph nodes. Palliative is coming to visit tomorrow. She appears to be 'in control', and for now is planning on dying in her home. This situation is so familiar to me, even her personality reminds me of my little Aunt T.

So, we will see how this goes. Last night she asked me to come to her place for a few minutes. As she lit her cigarette and cussed the Lords Name,I found myself saying , oh ....please....do you know that I love Jesus ....sorry God she says....I have been trying to stop... and she really has.

Later I was able ask her 'Do you know Jesus came, died, and rose again ? ' Oh yes ! it's just all the other 'stuff'.

So the seeds of truth are there and with the help of Jesus, we will tend these seeds with love and service and prayer.
The main thing is that Jesus beholds the heart of each one of us and our journey from here ...well... what that will look like...I don't know for sure.

I watch as this Lady faces her death, planning it all even, which just amazes me. So I will walk with her as far as I am led and see how the Lord will save another little precious life. Prayer is appreciated.

Loved

My Dad, He's not angry
He's not disappointed with me
My Dad , He's not angry
He smiling over me.

One Heart at a Time

But Peniel knew what was coming. Each occasion he witnessed a miracle it was like experiencing his own all over again. Each encounter varied.
Every wound and hurt and longing was unique. And always, always, Yeshua embraced each person. He met every need as if there had never been a life so important as the one that held His gaze that very moment.

Blessed art Thou O, Lord God, King of the Universe, Who performs wondrous deeds.

First Yeshua probed the human heart. Illuminated the darkness of a soul. He found and extracted the arrow of loneliness or shame or longing that pierced the soul. That was the first miracle. Only after healing the heart did He turn His attention to healing the broken body.

One heart at a time, one life at a time.....

Remembering

Thirty two years in Heaven today.
Wonder what he's been doing all these years ?

Toronto Fun

Last weekend we traveled to Toronto to spend time with family. Part of the family is Maggie, a lovely companion and she just loves it when we visit.Zoe and Maggie are very happy together. Zoe is used to Maggie's size and doesn't mind sharing me with her for a bit.



Trying to get a family picture was a challenge but with Zoe on my tummy and Maggie by my side we figured it out, well, kind of anyway. I just love these dogs, I have to say.

Oh yes, I did enjoy the human company as well, but do these dogs know how to cuddle or what ? Makes one feel very loved.

I Love His Voice

Chapter 18.....

Why, why had Yeshua opened the ears of Peniel's soul to the whisperers ? The accusations of the unseen enemy had trampled the newborn truth in the meadow before it drew a single breath !

Peniel fled to the apple orchard, He closed his eyes in misery and leaned back against the trunk of a tree. Clamping palms over his ears, he tried to shut out the memory of the voices he had heard.

But he could not shut out the despair that overwhelmed him.

Why Lord ? Peniel wept quietly as he prayed. 'Why should I hear such things ? I was happy here with you. Thought you were making a difference. Thought maybe I could make a difference too. Teach somebody something like you do. Tell somebody you love them.But no. No! They won't listen ! How can they hear you with that going on in their heads ?

Exhausted, Peniel finally fell asleep.

Peniel knew no one had heard Yeshua. No one in that vast assembly had listened...really listened...to a promise from heaven that could revolutionize their life forever.

How could Yeshua compete against those hideous whispers ?

Yeshua was watching Peniel from a distance. He seemed unperturbed by what had happened earlier that day.'How long have you been there Lord ?'

'Long enough,' Yeshua said kindly.

'You might as well come sit down then Lord. If you heard what I heard today rattling in the air you must be very tired'.
Yeshua joined him , leaning against the tree. 'Peniel, why did you run away ?'

Peniel bit his lip. 'The voices.'

Yes, I hear them all the time. They are always working against us. They are the enemy.

'I'll be honest. It was a dirty trick, you opening my ears and letting my illusions be smashed like that.'
'I thought you should know what you'll be up against if you're going to follow me. Discouragement is the Evil One's best weapon against those who do the work of my Father.'

'Well spoken. Point taken. I'll tell you what I think. I think the people might as well have stayed home. And you might have saved your breath for all the difference it's made. .......I heard the voices plain as anything.
All of them arguing with you . Arguing about you. Calling you a liar.'

'That's the nature of the enemy' Yeshua said. His voice was calm. 'He lies.'

'He's strong. Too strong for me.' Peniel shuddered.

'Did you notice the silence when I spoke the Truth?'

'I was happier before I knew Lord. Every human being in that field today was listening to some other ...thing...talking...talking...talking, while you taught.

'There are some who fight self delusion, Yeshua answered. Some who fight the numbing grip of daily life.
Truth. A handful in a thousand cling to it like a raft on a stormy sea.
But it's beginning. We're gaining a foothold here on earth. Yes, It's beginning.

Today, there was a man near the back. I saw him come late. After everyone was already seated. He needed real hope today. And he drank The Word down like cool water. He chose to believe me.'

'Chose ? Can a person choose to believe ?' 'Of course Peniel. It's the only way your faith can grow. You choose to trust that I cannot lie. You act on the word I have spoken. Then you discover that what I told you really is the Truth.'

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So, I have discovered another great series by my all time favorite authors Bodie and Brock Thoene. 'A.D. Chronicles.'

Way better for me than zoning out watching my tv at bedtime . I am blessed. There are a total of eleven books in this series. They are biblical fiction, and present a very accurate picture of the world in the days when Jesus walked the earth.

Sometimes the brutality of those days shock me and I wonder at the 'fullness of time' when God sent His son to earth to fulfill all prophecy and die on a Roman cross.
These books are full of scripture, and how all scripture speaks of Jesus. Rich very rich indeed and a timely discovery for me.