Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
My blogging buddy Claire (Pilot Mom) posted this picture on her site. What an incredible story! The picture says it all.
Note: Please keep Claire in your prayers. Her mom is close to "going home". THANKS!
Air Force Chief Master Sgt. John Gebhardt, of the 332nd Expeditionary Medical Group at Balad, Iraq, cradles a young girl as they both sleep in the hospital. The girl's entire family was executed by insurgents; the killers shot her in the head as well. The girl received treatment at the U.S. military hospital in Balad, but cries and moans often. According to nurses at the facility, Gebhardt is the only one who can calm down the girl, so he has spent the last several nights holding her while they both sleep in a chair.
Friends, isn't that just like Jesus!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Father, raise up men who love the Master and are committed to preaching Biblical truth. AMEN!
And remember, dear fellow pilgrims, we're closer home than we were yesterday!
Stay strong in His strength.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
- The good ol' days of Carter, Fisher and Alomar
- Big Fish with a big fish. Actually Blue Jays' radio broadcaster, Jerry Howarth, caught it. I just got to hold it.
- Toronto Blue Jays' minor league Baseball Chapel leaders at a get-together in Toronto at the ball park. Front row, left to right - Terry Hoke - Hagerstown Suns, Jeff Raub - Syracuse Chiefs, Vince Contessa - Knoxville Smokies. Back row, left to right - Jack Scruton - St. Catharines Stompers, David Fisher - Toronto Blue Jays, John Fitts - Dunedin Blue Jays
- John Olerud signing an autograph for a young man during a hospital visit
- Pete & Barb Metzelaars (Buffalo Bills) and their sons. Pete spoke at a Blue Jay chapel service that day.
- Honoring Detroit Tigers radio broadcaster, Ernie Harwell, just before his retirement.
Thank you, Father, for the opportunity to touch many lives over those 29 years of baseball ministry. I'm a blessed man and God gave me many lifelong friends.
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Saturday, January 20, 2007
Thursday, January 18, 2007
It's a reflection of the sun on a lake. The teacher had the students mount their pictures on an angle on the black background so it was too big for me to capture the entire picture on my scanner.
I guess we could call it either a sunrise or a sunset. For weeks our blogging friend Terry was looking for a sunrise and finally found one to
send to Julie. Do you like this one Terry?
Great work Nathan!
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
We are into our 32nd season of ministry to professional and amateur athletes and we are trusting God to do great things this year.
We depend on the prayers and financial support of the Lord's people.
Last night we had 21 of the Peterborough Petes in attendance at our bi-weekly MONDAY WE HAVE FISH Bible studies.
Thanks again, dear friends!
ENFOLDED IN LOVE
Taking a stroll down memory lane can often lead a person into the nooks and crannies of their most favourite places. For me, that journey back in time is graced with the pleasure of settling down into an old, cozy wing chair nestled into the farthest corner of my family room. I am transported back over a decade to a much younger, (and thinner, I might add) me. No longer is my hair speckled with gray; nor does my face harbour any wrinkles. I am a young mom. The old chair is an oasis, a resting place from the unending activity of raising five small children close in age. It is a place where that which is simple delights the soul. To slowly sip a cup of coffee in the early morning light, to read a treasured portion of Scripture, as if seeing it for the first time or to daydream of exotic places yet unseen are the gifts the chair offers me.
The most prized moments come, however, when one of my little ones sneaks downstairs to crawl onto my lap just to be alone with me as the sun rises. In my usual custom, I wrap them up under my housecoat, cocooning them in my love. There they lie, relishing the warmth of my arms around them, sometimes drifting back to sleep to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Such precious remembrances are those cuddling times shared between mother and child, where hugs and kisses flow. Pure bliss!
At eveningtide, that priceless, old chair would once again be my refuge after the whirlwind of another day. Tucked away in my corner, I would sit longing to talk to God, yet far too weary to formulate the words I knew He was longing to hear. It was at this point, when the house echoed of quietude, my babies fast asleep, that God would visit me right there in my chair. Only now, it was I who would climb upon His lap where He would tenderly enfold me in His robes of righteousness, drawing me close to Himself. Often, feeling the need, I would make another deliberate attempt to articulate something, anything in the form of prayer. Then I would hear God’s gentle “Shhh.” Closing my eyes, I knew no words were necessary, only His embrace. The sweet hush of God! In this intimate bond, I knew I was His child. Once more, the old chair offered to me its simplistic joy. I loved God and He loved me.
The following poem was penned many years ago to capture the essence of these precious moments. As you might have guessed, it was written in the blessed solitude of my favourite chair.
SWEET HUSH OF GOD
In the stillness
Where I find You
There I know You
And I love You;
In the stillness
Of Your presence
Where I find
My hiding place.
Sweet hush of God,
Sweet hush of God,
Breathe on me now
Sweet hush of God.
In the stillness
I will listen
To Your heartbeat
In the stillness
I will trust You
As You enfold me
In Your love.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
MOMENT BY MOMENT
A new year of moments.
Of promise and blessing.
Of struggles, uncertainties, doubts, and fearing the unknown.
Moments for examining my heart, and seeking God's heart.
What moments do you look forward to in 2007?
The start of a new job, new courses at school, a new relationship?
Moments when you will have to say goodbye?
Moments when your life and gifts will impact those around you?
The moment when you step through an open door onto a new path with a glad heart?
The moment you are stopped in your tracks when a gateway is unexpectedly shut and locked before you?
Moments when you need to wait patiently, and let your heart be content. To rest in the peace of God which always seems to pass our human understanding, but somewhere deep inside still knowing His promises are true?
Moments when you can't bear a burden by yourself, and a friend comes along side you and holds you steady for a while?
Moments when God's supernatural strength is revealed in you, because you reached out to your Creator, the God of the universe, your Messiah who knew you before you were born and stepped out of paradise to pursue your heart?
Moments to realize God's Spirit dwells within each one of us who believes?
Moments to use the breath we're given simply to worship God and to dwell in the beauty of His holiness?
Moments when you are freed from your clouded perspective, His light shines brilliantly, bringing focus into your life and suddenly you're aware that His perfect plan is unfolding for you......?
moment by moment.
To make it even easier, here's the link!
God's best to you today!
NOTE: If you are checking out the STRENGTH FOR THE JOURNEY site on any day but January 16th, 2007, go to the archives and enter the January 16th date. You'll be directed to this wonderful story.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
I'm connected to the internet, have my faithful SONY digital with me and I'm actually relaxing as we rumble along!
God is good and He has blessed me with wonderful friends like Chuck over the years. I'm looking forward to the festivities later today!
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
A. T. Robertson
W. T. P. Wolston
C. A. Coates
C. S. Lewis (pictured)
C. H. Spurgeon (although often refered to by his full name, Charles Haddon Spurgeon)
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Have a good and godly day, my friends!
Monday, January 01, 2007
Under His wings I am safely abiding;
Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him, I know He will keep me;
He has redeemed me, and I am His child.
Under His wings, under His wings,
Who from His love can sever?
Under His wings my soul shall abide,
Safely abide forever.
Under His wings--what a refuge in sorrow!
How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my healing,
There I find comfort, and there I am blest.
Under His wings--oh, what precious enjoyment!
There will I hide till life's trials are o'er;
Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me;
Resting in Jesus I'm safe evermore.