Where are You Today Girls ?

Remembering good friends. Distance is not an issue when hearts are knit in Jesus. Love you and miss each of you.

Pic's Mix

The big let down after the wedding celebrations has passed now, and I have a couple of departure shots. Julie and the boys flew out last week and life here has settled back to normal, with work and sleep , and not much else lately.



Later while visiting my sister she had a visitor. JoAnne is a cat lover with a heart for all little critters. She has six of her own and she feeds 3 neighbourhood cats who drop by on a regular basis for treats. Then there is the baby racoon who who was brought by his mother one evening. But this little one takes the prize.




This last one was in response to one of the indoor cats coming over to the door to take a look. Thankfully this baby is not primed to spray yet.

Left over from the wedding .....a parking ticket that Yvonne got for me the day of the wedding.

Beautiful Day For A Wedding

This is the front of the Chapel/School where the wedding was held. Gracie went to this prestigious all girls school , and that was a pre-requisite for being able to be wed there. It is the female equivalent to the Upper Canada school for boys. There was a chap playing the bagpipes outside as the guests were arriving.
Before the ceremony began the groom and his best man, Jason, were shut up in a little room by themselves where the brothers had some last minute time together. Jason told me, he would take the bullet for his brother this day by protecting him. Today was all about Jack. As I tried to sneak some pictures through the glass, Jack discovered my camera. This was so fun!!!

As the Bride made her way down the aisle toward her Bridegroom , the trumpet sang the wedding song, 'Here comes the Bride'.


The Rings

The Dip

He 'dipped'Gracie with a big kiss here and as they walked down the aisle as husband and wife. Too funny Jack!
A Few Family Photo's

Julie, Jack's sister and the very happy Mother of the groom.

Yvonne and Jason, the Best man for his brother.

A very wonderful day ! This mother's heart wept more than a few times throughout the day and evening. To be sharing the happiness of these two lovely and devoted children was a dream come true for me. I wish them both 'Happily ever After' and pray that as they encounter the challenges and trials of their life together, they will remember to 'Default to the Romance' , as God does with us and He invites us to do as well.
I was reminded of the scripture from Song of Solomon 3:11. Go forth , O Daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, the day of the gladness of his heart.
So I crowned them with my Love and my Blessing , and experienced the gladness of the Heart of the Jesus as He rejoices over us, His Bride. Yes Lord, it was a wonderful day for the wedding of my son. Thank You.

Thank You

I want to say a great big thank you and God bless you to Carol-Ann, Kinza , and Bruce Allen. Your love and kindness to Sam and me these last few days has been a lovely blessing. Good friends are a rich treasure. You are one of mine.

We have enjoyed the peace and relaxation of sitting on the deck basking in the sunshine and warmth of summer, listening to the birds and sharing our hearts in the Presence of Jesus.

We have had a fun time .... and we will be back ! Thanks again my friends.

401 Mercies Lord Please

Tomorrow, Sam and I are off to Toronto for visiting fun with Carol-Ann and family, and some long over due time with my other son and his beautiful lady.

It has been a year since I drove the 401 to Toronto, and I am downloading courage even at this moment. Lord have mercy! I think it's worse than all my trips put together, but I have a feeling I'd better get used to it.

So off we go......

Bumpy Landing

My history is one of crash landings. That's me underneath the insructor and the parachute, with the video guy capturing the event. I wish I would remember this before I go forward gung-ho into transition, flying high and naive, looking for the perfect landing. Jesus, always right there taking movies and going Home to brag on His kid...me.

My friend Bevy reminded me that my landing in Kansas was not very smooth either. Even in the early days, I wanted to flee from the very thing I had dreamed about for years.

Recently, when visiting there again, I was talking with a friend, who was telling me how the Lord brought to fruition the dream of her heart. A dream she told no one about, ever, just Jesus, and He was the One who brought it all to pass.

What an encouragement that was to me. We laughed together as we both realized that it was He who had planted His Dream in her heart, and He Alone was the One able to bring it to pass.

Tonight I am reminded that He has given me a dream as well. A couple actually, and I know they are His Dreams for me as well. So why do I always forget that, and second guess Him ? Huh!

How hard can it be to walk on water right ? Ha ! Immersed in the prayer room atmosphere, all things seem possible, and then in the face of the actual getting out of the boat, or climbing willingly onto the cross with Christ, I seem to prefer to run screaming from the room or the cross.

Yet I have discovered that the Cross is actually the safest place to run to, but still can forget that at times of intense testing and stress. God's Word still stands firm in spite of my fears, thank God!

Today, I took Sam on a tour of my home town. I went back to the river, a favorite place of mine. We sat on the damp grass, He sniffing madly all the nooks and cranny's of the twisted tree trunk we were leaning upon, and me, just looking at all the changes the years have brought to the surrounding river front.

At one point a warm breeze caused a lovely sight. The"seed keys" of the maple trees, were hanging thickly upon the branches, and as the wind blew through, these twirling, whirling, seeds flew almost joyfully through the air, all competing to see who could get farthest out into the river.
Once there, they would float downstream. Only some would eventually find the perfect place to'die', to later become a huge beautiful Maple tree profuse with exploding color in the fall many years later.

Even now, I hear the songs of the prayer room reminding me that Wisdom cries out to go to the mountain of myhrr. So easy to say yes from that place of worship. The actual 'event' of death to all that hinders Love is not so poetic, but I think I detect the hint of a smile on the Face of Jesus as He strengthens me in the journey He has already walked before me.

Today, at the place where once I could imagine Jesus coming to rescue me in His little rowboat, something different occured. I sensed Him coming toward me across the water, walking.

The Invitation is there. I'm so tired and scared Lord, how can I come out there and join myself to You ? He extended His hand to me, and I know that He also includes the strength, faith, and ablility to trust Him in this next season of going low, even though my flesh complains loudly to Him all the way. So I come Lord.