Laundry Day

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While I enjoy having a clean and tidy home, I don’t particularly enjoy doing housework – what a conundrum! However, there is one chore that I DO enjoy and that is hanging up my laundry outside on nice days. Call me crazy, but I find it both relaxing and refreshing at the same time.

I love being outside feeling the warm sun on my face, breathing in the fresh air, and listening to the birds. Of course, knowing that I am also keeping my precious dollars out of the hands of our poorly managed hydro company also makes me smile.

And is there anything better than crawling into a freshly made bed using clean sheets smelling of the real outdoors? (None of that artificial bottled stuff for me)

So, I was very excited this morning  when I was able to hang out the first load of laundry for this year! (I lead a quiet life – lol) The sun is shining, the temperature is mild and there is a warm, stiff breeze from the south.

Ahh – the Spring ritual of “The First Laundry Hanging”. One of life’s simple pleasures.

This time of year also reminds me of another “hanging” – when Jesus was hung on a cross. There was no relaxation or refreshment, no enjoying gentle, warm sun, no breath of fresh air or listening to the birds for Jesus on that dreadful day. Instead, he endured false accusations, injustice, torture, incredible pain and shame.

Jesus, a man who had never done anything wrong; a man who had only shown love and compassion. This same Jesus paid the terrible price for ALL the sins of the world. He took the punishment for ALL the sinners of this world – past, present, future. He did it out of love –  for you and for me.

Act 10:38 how God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and with power, and He went about doing good, and healing all those who were oppressed by the Devil, for God was with Him.
Act 10:39 And we are witnesses of all things which He did, both in the land of the Jews and in Jerusalem. They killed Him and hanged Him on a tree;

Gal 3:13 Christ redeemed us from the curse of the Law, being made a curse for us (for it is written, “Cursed is everyone having been hanged on a tree”);

Jesus willingly hung on the cross in order that our souls could be washed clean so that we can stand before our God with our body, mind and spirit as white, clean and fresh as laundry that has been hung out in the blazing sun.

Rev 19:7 Let us be glad and rejoice and we will give glory to Him. For the marriage of the Lamb has come, and His wife has prepared herself.
Rev 19:8 And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white. For the fine linen is the righteousness of the saints.

Blessings

Lovely Weather for Ducks??

It is wet here today. I mean sopping, soaking, dripping, soggy, saturated wet! When I drove my hubby to work this morning, the sky was so heavily pregnant with rain that the clouds literally touched the ground in places. If it was possible to go higher than 100% humidity, then today would have been the day.

Oh those April showers!

Did you know that when God first created the earth, there was no rain?

Gen 2:5 And every shrub of the field was not yet on the earth, and every plant of the field had not yet sprung up, for Jehovah God had not caused it to rain upon the earth, and there was no man to till the ground.

Instead, mist rose up from the ground to provide water to the earth.

Gen 2:6 But there went up from the earth a mist and watered all the face of the ground.

It is my understanding that, in fact, it didn’t rain until God sent rain in Noah’s time during the Great Flood.

Gen 7:4 For in seven more days I [God] will cause it to rain upon the earth forty days and forty nights.

And boy did it rain!

Gen 7:11 In the six hundredth year of Noah’s life, in the second month, in the seventeenth day of the month, in this day all the fountains of the great deep were broken up, and the windows of the heavens were opened up.
Gen 7:12 And the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty nights.

It formed one monster of a puddle!

Gen 7:19 And the waters prevailed exceedingly upon the earth. And all the high hills that were under the whole heaven were covered.

Talk about a high water table!

I guess I shouldn’t complain about the splash pad in my back yard.

BTW – did you know that lots of rain really isn’t good for ducks? Apparently, too much rain can wash away the protective oil covering on their feathers which is what helps them float.

Good thing Noah collected seven pairs of ducks to go on the ark!

Gen 7:3 Also take of the fowls of the air by sevens, the male and the female, to keep seed alive upon the face of all the earth.

Blessings

All the ducks are swimming in the water
Fal de ral de ral do
Fal de ral de ral do

(Lyrics from Nice Weather For Ducks by Lemon Jelly)

 

Good Days

It feels like I have been doing a lot of moaning and groaning on here lately so I decided that it was time to share something cheerful.

We had lovely Spring weather this past weekend. I invited my Mom up for a quick visit on Saturday. When she got here, we went for a drive along our lovely waterfront park. The water of Lake Huron was a deep, translucent jade colour. There were quite a number of people participating in the annual shoreline clean-up event. It was nice to see families working together to clean up our waterfront. Being on the prevailing wind side of a Great Lake, we get quite a lot of flotsam and jetsam accumulating after all the Winter storms that blow our way.

Then we drove to the top of the sand bluffs which may be 80 – 100 feet high above the lake. The town of Goderich was built upon these bluffs, which are the remnants of a glacial lake. From one vantage point we could see the mouth of the Maitland River flowing into the lake looking like a river of black oil against the jade green of the lake.

We stopped for lunch at a restaurant that sits on the crest of a hill above the lake. It was nothing fancy but we enjoyed one another’s company.

My Mom had not been feeling well but I think that the sunshine, the scenery and my scintillating company helped to elevate her spirits a bit. I know that I enjoyed her company and she  gave me deliverance from cabin fever.

The weather was beautiful again on Sunday. Plans to meet up with my son and his family fell through so I asked my hubby if he felt like going for a drive to Sarnia to visit my Mom. I suggested that we have a picnic and walk around the park down there.

Instead of a picnic, we all went to Archie’s Albert’s, a well known local hot-dog stand situated almost underneath the large international Bluewater Bridge that joins Canada and the States. I pigged out on a spicy and very sloppy cheese dog. I had as much cheese sauce running down my fingers and hand as I had on the hotdog!

After the junk food delectables, we drove on winding roads through lovely Canatara Park. We stopped near the beach to look at the crumbling remains of the ice walls along the shoreline. A “Laker” ship was heading towards the entrance of the St. Clair River, which is a very busy shipping channel in the Great Lakes system.

We strolled along trails beneath an old oak forest. Small children were enjoying crunching through the dried leaves. In a small garden in an open area, white snowdrops, yellow and purples crocuses, and a bunch of beautiful purple mini irises were poking out. A young girl was learning how to skateboard while watchful grandparents strolled behind her. There were people of all ages out and about enjoying the beautiful Spring weather. Many of them were walking dogs. There were dogs of every size and description – I have never seen so many dogs in one place!

After our stroll, we parked ourselves on park benches overlooking the St. Clair River and proceeded to people watch. I got a chuckle watching three young kids rolling down a small hill, over and over again. Such innocent pastimes! We chatted with passing dog walkers and patted some pooches. There are always quite a few people fishing and we got a laugh when two anglers got their lines hooked together, unbeknownst to one of them. The angler who knew, jokingly gave his line a big tug making the other angler think that she had caught a fish. LOL

Afterwards, we went back to my Mom’s where we sat in the sun on the back deck drinking tea and eating chocolate chip cookies while feeding friendly black squirrels peanuts in the shell. Simple pleasures. 🙂

On our drive back home, my hubby and I stopped at a restaurant for a light supper. I happened to see a sign advertising no sugar added (magic words for someone, me, trying to lose weight) Moose Tracks ice cream so of course we just HAD to have some! YUM!

When we arrived home, the sun was just starting to set and it was still mild so we decided to go for a stroll around the neighbourhood. The air was scented with the fresh aroma of cedar and spicy camp fire smoke. The tree tops were filled with a variety of birds singing Evensong. So tranquil. What a lovely way to end a lovely day.

I thank God for the many blessings of this past weekend – the company of loved ones, sunshine, mild temperatures, and lovely scenery. God Is Good – All The Time!

Psa 31:19 How great is Your goodness, which You have laid up for those who fear You; 

Psa 107:8 Oh that men would praise Jehovah for His goodness, and for His wonderful works to the sons of man!

Lady In Waiting

“As your Lady-in-Waiting, I’m waiting!”

Lady Kluck   (Disney’s Robin Hood)

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The other day, my Mom and I were commiserating (fancy word for complaining) with one another about our increased battles with various aches and pains.

We get very frustrated as we both have young, adventurous spirits which have been trapped in bodies that feel many decades older.

When you suffer from chronic pain and fatigue, the days can feel very long. After our combined pity party, my Mom commented that we are “waiting for our new selves”. She was referring to the completion of our redemption which will take place when Jesus Christ comes again.

The first part of our redemption takes place when we accept Jesus Christ as our Lord and Saviour. At that time, our sinful self is redeemed by the blood of the crucified Jesus. That is Part 1 of our redemption – our spirit has been redeemed.

Rom 3:24 being justified freely by His grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus;

Gal 3:13 Christ redeemed us from the curse of the Law, being made a curse for us (for it is written, “Cursed is everyone having been hanged on a tree”);

Part 2, or the completion of our eternal redemption, takes place when Jesus comes again.

Luk 21:27, 28 And then they shall see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. And when these things begin to happen, then look up and lift up your heads, for your redemption draws near.

At that time, our “bodies” will also be redeemed.

Rom 8:23 And not only so, but ourselves also, who have the firstfruit of the Spirit [Part 1], even we ourselves groan within ourselves, awaiting adoption, the redemption of our body. [Part 2]

The word “body” in the above scripture comes from a Greek word meaning “sound [free from flaw, defect, or decay] whole”.

When Jesus comes again, my body will be made free from flaw, defect or decay. No more pain. No more fatigue. Hallelujah!!

Until that time, my Mom and I will continue to “groan within ourselves” (and probably outside ourselves), being “ladies-in-waiting” for “the redemption of our body“.

While I am waiting, I will think about this verse:

Rom 8:18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the coming glory to be revealed in us. 

Blessings

The Only One…

I thought that this was well written and true.

The Word

I was having a conversation with my mom about God, surprise, surprise 🙂 But she said something that just clicked in me and I couldn’t wait to write about it.

She said, “I’m so glad I have God to talk to.” The reply that just fell out of my mouth and birthed this blog was, “He is the only One you really can talk to.”

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That began a whole conversation between us and a profound realization on my part.

God is the only One you really can tell everything to, I mean I can tell my mom, sister, and husband everything, but I will be careful how I word things, so that I don’t worry them about certain situations. With God, I can tell Him just what I feel, and just how I feel it.

Why? Because He already knows. He is right there in my head, knowing every thought before…

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There’s Something in My Eye

In November, I wrote a post entitled “Ma Ee” in which I described how I have had some issues with my eyesight in the past.

In the last two months, I have once again been dealing with problems with my right eye. It started one evening when I suddenly lost most of the vision in the center of my eye and what I could see around the perimeter was like looking through jagged shards of glass.

The hubby, thinking I may be having a stroke, whisked me off the the hospital. The doctor gave me a pill to lower my blood pressure (which is usually VERY low) and after a brief examination of my eye, he told me that he thought that I had a detached retina. FYI – The retina is the light-sensitive layer of tissue that lines the inside of the eye and sends visual messages through the optic nerve to the brain. When the retina detaches, it is lifted or pulled from its normal position. If not promptly treated, retinal detachment can cause permanent vision loss. So – not a good thing.

I was told that I would probably have to have emergency eye surgery first thing the following morning. My hubby had to take the day off work and we made the early morning  1 1/2 hour drive down to the city.

It turned out that I did not have a detached retina (thank God)! The specialist thought that what I had experienced was an ocular migraine which didn’t require any treatment.

Two days later, my eye was red, swollen and aching. It felt exactly like it did the last time I had iritis (inflammation of the iris). I popped into the optometrist’s office to see if I could be seen that day or the next. No – they were too busy. I was advised to go to the Emergency Department. I asked if Emerg doctors could prescribe eye drops and was told “Oh yes”.

So off I went to the hospital to go through the whole rigamarole again. The doctor wanted to give me an injection for a migraine. I refused as I knew that I wasn’t having a migraine. Then after an hour of crazy questions he finally told me that I probably had iritis (big surprise) BUT – (wait for it) HE COULDN’T PRESCRIBE THE STEROID DROPS I NEEDED TO TREAT THE PROBLEM! He advised me to try to see the specialist again the following day – although the receptionist thought that the specialist was gone for the long weekend.

I called the optometrist’s office the following day, explained the issue and asked if I could please be seen on the following Tuesday after the long weekend. The receptionist told me that I shouldn’t wait that long and that I could be seen that very afternoon. (Remember – I had been told the previous day that there was NO WAY I could be seen before Tuesday – thus the futile Emergency visit).

So I was finally checked, diagnosed with iritis and prescribed not just one, but three separate medications. The receptionist told me that she was faxing the prescriptions to my pharmacy in a few minutes. I slowly walked around the town and to the pharmacy only to be told that they had not received any faxed prescription.

I called the pharmacy again that evening but they still had not received any fax. By then, the optometrist’s office was closed for the long weekend!

I was unable to get the medication until Tuesday and even then when I went in to pick them up I was told that one of them was no longer being made! I would have to wait until they could reach the optometrist for an alternative. AARGH!

The inflammation in my eye took quite a while to dissipate and while it has finally gone, I have been left with an eye whose vision is like looking through fog filled with millions of tiny particles of soot. This is accompanied by larger black spots on the periphery of my vision – I feel like I have a small swarm of fruit flies constantly buzzing back and forth. And just to make things interesting, there is a long, squiggly, wire-like, black “worm” floater right in the center of my vision.

Yesterday marked the fourth visit to the eye specialist and the news I received made me feel like having a bit of a pity party. Apparently, not only do I have scar tissue on my cornea (from previous infections) which has given me an atypical astigmatism (why can’t I be “typical” for once??), I also have a cataract forming on the lens (thus the fogginess) along with the floating “worm” and “fruit flies”!

We discussed the possibility of having cataract surgery but the specialist felt that due to the high incidence of inflammation in that eye, surgery may actually cause a severe flare up. And as for those annoying floaters – apparently they are permanent!

So to recap – 2 Emergency visits, 4 eye specialist visits, and 2 optometrist visits and I have scar tissue, a damaged iris, a cataract, and floaters. I don’t think that there is any more room in my eye for anything else!

But sometimes, I think that I may have something way more serious than fog and floaters in my eye; something that does not blind my actual vision but which may blind my spiritual one.

The Bible describes it as a “beam”.

Mat 7:3 And why do you look on the splinter that is in your brother’s eye, but do not consider the beam that is in your own eye? 

I know that I can be guilty of judging and criticizing others. I may be doing that at the risk of being hypocritical.

Oh, but isn’t it so much easier to notice the flaws in others than it is to see our own?

The Bible tells us that we must first look at ourselves and remove the offending/offensive parts from ourselves before we look to pointing out how to fix other people’s faults.

Mat 7:5 Hypocrite! First cast the beam out of your own eye, and then you shall see clearly to cast the splinter out of your brother’s eye.

While I pray for the vision to be restored in my right eye, more so I pray that God will help me see the times where there is a “beam” stuck in my spiritual eye.

As for you my readers – “Here’s mud in your eye”. 🙂

Joh 9:6 And when He had spoken these things, He spat on the ground and made clay from the spittle. And He anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay.

Joh 9:11 He answered and said, A man called Jesus made clay and anointed my eyes and said to me, Go to the pool of Siloam and wash. And going and washing, I received sight.

Blessings

 

 

Seasons

Ecc 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heavens:

Yesterday was the first “official” day of Spring. I had wanted to publish this post yesterday but got knocked off track by a couple of life challenges.

Spring is my favourite season. Although the Winter here is fairly mild, it comes with high winds and day after day of damp, grey weather – ugh! I am so happy when the Spring sun starts to shine and daylight hours get longer.

Other than the sound of the frequently ROARING wind coming off Lake Huron (which really rattles my metal chimney as well as my nerves!), it is very silent here in the Winter so I love it when the birds feel inspired to start singing their Spring love songs. It makes me feel “all a twitter”.  🙂

We don’t always get a lot of snow, so instead of bright, sparkling white, the predominant Winter colours are various shades of grey and brown – VERY uninspiring. When Spring comes, colour begins returning to the land. The tips of the bushes and trees become frosted with swelling leaf buds in shades of green, yellow, pink, red, and even some fuzz. The dull brown earth is pierced with shafts of green as buried bulbs send forth their first leaves. Male birds strut their stuff all decked out in their finest mating plumage.

As Creation shakes off its dull Winter slumber, Spring is filled with colour, activity and life.

I have a door mat in which I can change the central decorative section to reflect the Seasons, Holidays, or personal whims. To celebrate the arrival of Spring, I literally put out the Welcome mat.

Good bye Winter 

Hello Spring! 

I wish that getting through seasons in life was as easy as a change of date on the calendar or switching decorative mats!

The past two Winters have been challenging ones for me. I live outside of town and I don’t have a car during the day so that I can get out and about. I live in a tiny “community” made up of seasonal cottages, retired elderly people, and a few working folks, so there is not a lot of opportunity for socialization.

I am a “people person” and a “do-er” so I find it very difficult to sit at home by myself day after day and find something worthwhile to do. I am used to participating in a wide variety of community service and church ministry. I often feel like I am not contributing anything to this big, wide world – or even to my small section of it.

I have tried to deal with this issue by thinking about it as just a “season” in my life. I try to accept that in this season I am maintaining and decorating our wee hoosie, looking after the hubby (he needs it! lol), being available to talk on the phone when my son calls with yet another one of his life crisis, emailing my Mom so she doesn’t feel so lonely, encouraging friends through various social media, and writing this blog.

I am looking forward to the upcoming change of season when my hubby retires at the end of this summer. We have already made the first big step in our “Freedom 55” plan with the purchase of a used 5th wheel trailer, which, until we can afford to buy a truck to haul it around with next year, will become a “bunkhouse” for company this year.

Our dream is to travel across this beautiful country of Canada visiting as many National Parks as we can reach. Until then, we will do some redecorating in the trailer and gaze at it wistfully as it sits in our driveway – a beacon of hope for the near future.

Another great thing to look forward to in the upcoming “Freedom 55” season is that I will have access to the car whenever I want! Hallelujah!

I pray that God will bless you in whatever season of life you may be.

Blessings