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The title sounds like the beginning of a recipe from my kitchen, but it is not. It would be more like a recipe for disaster. This morning as part of my normal reading from a Pastor I follow online he talks about and quotes from a book written by Robert Frost. "Throughout Frost’s play, Jonah wrestles with how God doesn’t seem to live up to justice. Jonah has been taught that people should be “

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It's another day like any other day. The mundane has been tackled. The emails checked. A glance outside confirms that the rain is indeed coming, and the phone rings. "Hi honey", I'm on my way home for lunch. Yeah, I had packaged his lunch, sending it off with him to work. And yes, it it was making its way back with him but this was the kind of thing that turned a ho hum normal kind of day into

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I have just finished reading a post from one of the many blogs I follow.  The title of the write-up is simple, "Be the song". She begins by telling us, her readers about a conversation that takes place between herself and her daughter.  They both say that sometimes, a certain song will make them tear up, cry. I certainly can relate and I think that if most people are honest they would admit to

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Like my breakfast. It's more than my meal, it's a frame of mind. For some people a simple breakfast may be as easy as opening a box of their favorite cereal, pour milk and tada....there you have it. In the past, "simple" for me has been to put off breakfast all together. And it's not because I do not like to cook because, I do.  It just never seemed real important to me. That is until I gave

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If Monday is a hard day to face following the weekend, then Wednesdays must be the halfway point when you breath out a little in expectation of Friday. I am not one for coming up with "kitchy" titles but, after a brief walk this afternoon I think I will designate my Wednesday write-ups as, Wednesday Wonder. It is Chinese New Year. And we live in a predominantly Chinese neighborhood where all

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on a cloudy day. And it is Monday. Since I am back to writing I am trying to think of something catchy for a Monday title. And not only is it Monday, it is a gray Winter day on the cold side which means still wearing a scarf & gloves. But sunshine, a little bit of it straining through the overcast, cloud laden Winter, Monday sky, encourages me to step outside for a short walk. And as I make my

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I live a life in transition. But then, don't we all? The weather outside tells me that Winter is still here but when I look in my backyard at the raised garden beds my husband made for me, I know that Spring will come. Right now it is overcast but the rain has stopped and tomorrow calls for a hint of sunshine We say good-bye to the past and welcome a new year filled with anticipation, hopes &

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So hot, I am not quite sure why I am sitting stationary, my perspiring body sticking to the plastic computer chair.  Whew!  My one consolation is that I remind myself that in other parts of this big ol' world, there are cities, countries experiencing weather much (much) hotter than what I am. We Vancourerites never seem to be completely happy with our weather.  If it rains for two days, it is too

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Yep, that is how I remember where I park my vehicle when parking to enter a mall. In this case, just outside a Wal Mart so I could run in and find a bathroom which I needed after drinking a 12 oz. coffee.  Moral of this story, do not drink a large cup of coffee before taking off for an 1-1/2 hour drive especially when you have no control over traffic and get stuck waiting due to an accident on

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You know that song.  The one most people can easily hum along to with the Sesame street characters in the background.  And I guess that is sort of what I think about when I "walk along the street" but in this case ride along and on the back of our motorcycle on what turned out to be a beautiful day. Today I saw, someone from the seventh floor, my floor waiting for the elevator,  I thought I knew

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Early this morning I set out down the street to my local Shoppers Mart to get some laundry soap. I knew they wouldn't open until 8 so instead of turning left at the end of the street I turned right and made my way into the coffee shop.  The gal behind the counter smiled and said "good morning" to which I smiled back and replied, "morning",  "let me have my coffee first and then I will tell you if

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eat them, they are healthy for you. Especially for women.How many times have I heard my father state this to me.  Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining.I have just never been a huge fan of cranberry juice.  This due to the fact that most brands contain a whole lot of sugar and in my mind that kind of defeats the purpose, especially when you are a woman.But this time I am attempting something

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Well, not really. More like a lesson learned from someone who is Italian, Vancouver's very own "singing Italian". I have written about this fellow before. I have no idea what his name is. And, the only thing I know about him other than he sings is that he sings in Italian. Over the years I have chanced to come across him and as usual, I normally hear him before I see him.  Today, as I walked down

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I used green shampoo today but not because it is Irish. It is just the brand that I bought this time. I can put on an Irish accent as it seems to be the only one I can produce, when I want to. I am wearing a green vest right now and when I go over to my friends house tonight for dinner, he will be serving green beer. How do I know this? I am the one bringing the green food coloring to color the

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I went for a walk today, in the rain, 14 blocks North down to Granville Island. I set out, grabbing the umbrella at the last minute and was glad for it.  What started as a few isolated drops of water, turned into a full on gray, rainy day.  At least for the morning. Two blocks down and waiting for a traffic light, I share my umbrella with a girl, a total stranger. I learn that she has just had a

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"The shortest route is not always the best route because it can back off some of lifes important lessons." -Ravi Zacharias The process of adoption can be and most likely is a slow one. Ask anyone who has ever begun the process, one which will bring immense change into your life. And, this particuliar journey is one of hope and trust, involving a whole lot of waiting. Again, just ask anyone who

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I just re-read my title which made me sit back a little bit and surmise. "Spending" time seems like an odd little phrase but we still use it. I know that I have "wasted" a fair bit of time or I have "given" my time to something be it a task or a person or even a cause which all amounts to the same thing but spending....now I need to think about this one. An acquaintance from another blog,

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The other evening, my husband and I had a short discussion on the topic of prayer. N: The older I get, I think that prayer is about listening, not so much talking. Me: Funny you should say that as I have been thinking the very same thing. N: By any chance can we clear out any stuff from our closet so we can set up a prayer closet? Me: Hmm, not easily. Ok, so we live in a small apt with one

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If you are content, do not pray "all of me" for when the question come three times enquiring of you, by some chance will you recognize the voice who calls for it is not mere chance at all if you believe in whom speaks your name tenderly imploring, "feed my sheep". And would you deny his portion in your life, a partner in his cross to bear again content, standing in your same spot. Thrice he asks,

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A personal lesson. When I was young  I believed (truly) that the tooth fairy existed if not only to leave me money then just as some entity that encapsulated all things good. After one eventful day when I lost a tooth I like most every other child with expectations,  placed my carefully tissue wrapped tooth under my pillow.  Along with it a note that went something like this: "dear tooth fairy,

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I love to read. And I will read almost anything I can get my hands on. My bookshelf carries  a variety of books that I have read  and will on occasion, depending on the reason(s) will pick up the same book to read again.  Reminders I tell myself. When something strikes me I will jot down a list at the back of my book just so I can go back for references. Page number, date and quote. Lately I

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"Arise, shine"  Isaiah 60:1 "We will have times of despair caused by real events in our lives, and we will be unable to lift ourselves out of them.  If we are inspired by God, what is the next thing?  It is to trust Him absolutely and to pray on the basis of His redemption."- Oswald Chambers. "Rise, let us be going."-Matthew 26:46 Do you ever feel "stuck"? I have heard or read about the will

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Every single time I hear this sentence, I actually hear it spoken by one of the characters from the movie  Princess Bride, one of my husbands favorite movies. The actor speaking has a speak impediment so the words come out sounding like this, "wuv, twoo wuv." Or maybe that is just my husbands take on it. And true to form, every single person I know has their own take on what "true love" is. "To

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It began as a walk through a quiet neighborhood en route to the grocery store.A normal street in the city of Vancouver that has become my favorite stretch to stroll down.Feeling contemplative, melancholic, quiet as I strolled along the sidewalk looking left and right at the homes dotting the city street of 13th Avenue. The thing about February is that it is a month in transition. Winter is not

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At this moment in history, Vancouver is host to the 2010 Winter Olympics. On the sidewalk running North to South along Granville, you can find the painted flags of various countries.  Here and there in store front windows you can find anything from a simple Canadian flag to an entire window outfitted with an big Olympic welcome as Vancouver, Canada welcomes the world. Today I caught the bus to

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Well, for dessert it will be chocolate pudding cake with ice-cream. Selecting a recipe for dessert was the easy part. I have so many good recipes to choose from and I found my head crammed full of this and that. Finally I decide on my menu.  A tried and true meal, relying on something I had prepared once before for this somewhat fickle crowd. Roasted Chicken pita sandwiches- my own twist on a

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http://donmilleris.com/2010/02/01/francis-chan-on-taking-risks/comment-page-1/#comment-10261 You know that old joke. "Why did the chicken cross the road"? The answer is fairly simple and easy when you think about it.  But had I been the chicken my thought process would look something like this. Hmm, do I really want to do this? Do I really need to do this and how can I distinguish between a "

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"When words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise." -Proverbs 10:19 Now if I had read these words before I would not be adding words like a salve to what is a very raw sore. You would of thought that I had learned my lesson but if it is obvious to anyone and that anyone is me I am admitting that I did not.    Another proverb here to consider, "foot in mouth".  I

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God is Love. My friend Cathy spoke these words in our Bible study group, Woman @ 10. I pondered on these words throughout the 45 minute long discussion.  It is suppertime and still, my mind lingers over her words. Love is subjective. And I while I do not feel qualified to tell someone how to love, I can only speak about what I personally know and have experienced. On the subject of God's love,

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"makes Jack a dull boy." Who is Jack anyway? And more to the point, what does he know that I do not? Funny enough (and the way my mind works) one thought leads to another.  One idea bounces off another, followed by more thoughts on a given subject and before I know it, I have a quote.  Well, sometimes that is how it works. Take this quote for example. I am going to strike out, give my

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No, I do not refer to the very talented group of people who have delighted many with their swift feet as they harmoniously move across the stage. I go to my bookshelf again to look up the meaning. dance / to move about rhythmically alone or with a partner or in a group Thank-you Canadian Oxford Dictionary! Today as I read my short devotion before attending church and while sipping my morning

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Yep, moving time. Or at the very least we are looking at new suites in order to find a two bedroom as we prepare for Bek to arrive this year. That is what we are hoping and praying for.  That and for God to provide a place to meet all our needs. Now, when it is just the two of you, you will think very differently about where you want to live. As we anticipate the arrival of our son, I am looking

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Pink is one colour that you are not likely to see hanging inside my closet as it is not my first colour of choice. But when I view it in light of what nature displays, well that is a completely different story.  I am mesmorized by what I see and my first thoughts are, "beautiful".I do not know how it all works except to say that when the rising sun casts it's morning light up against the clear

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http://lens.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/01/15/assignment-19/ "they raised their voices in praise to the LORD and sang"- 2 Chronicles 5:13 Here is a quote from a journalist who only recently arrived on scene in Haiti. A: "There was one thing that didn't really make the pictures.       It was my first night here last night.       We were staying at a hotel on the edge of a pretty heavily damaged

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I absolutely love sun-dried tomatoes.  So, after I dressed up a chicken to roast, I tucked it away into the oven and was on to the next order of business. I was searching through my fridge and pantry to come up with a side dish.  The chicken was stuffed with a combination of lemon, garlic and fresh herbs: rosemary, sage & Italian parsley.  So, I was looking for something savory but not too

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I am sure that I have posted this picture previously & intentionally for some other story. This time, when going through my files I saw this photo in a whole other light.  As I looked at the picture my focus was on the ceramic, clay pots and a portion of scripture came to mind, the one about being shaped and molded into a vessel that God could use. But, the longer I looked at the photo, I

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Ok mom, here it is. I had to figure out things a bit with the older camera we have as Neil has the other at work to document some work. I found the cord I needed to download the pic. Sorry I cannot capture the smell because it does smell wonderful that aroma of freshly baked bread along with the herbs.  I am actually quite pleased with how well it turned out. Here is the recipe. 1 Tbsp dry

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Ok, so yesterday was a massive break with our regimented eating. The hubby needed to make a trip to Port Angeles in the USA and I went along with him for the ride. He was going to talk with, help out a client for work and I tagged along. This included a fair bit of driving and a couple of ferry boat rides. Beautiful day for a trip. Originally he thought he might only be there for inside of an

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While dating N. who is now my husband I began to pick up snippets of the second language he spoke which is Urdu. We joke about it now but one of the first words I learned had to do with being punctual or rather "stepping it up". I cannot spell the word correctly but sufficient to say the translation was to the tune of, "hurry up". Along the dating process I also learned how to make a curry. And,

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Today, this afternoon, I spent a good portion of my day going through my recipe binder. Adding and subtracting the printed or ripped out recipes from magazines that I have accumulated over the years. Surmizing whether or not I would hang onto the recipe that I had placed into that plastic jacket some time ago and had yet to actually make. I even found some duplicates along the way. And, some

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I think it a good thing when a verse of scripture hangs about inside your head causing you to spend some well deserved time contemplating its words and what it should mean to you. Most everyone is familiar with the Robert L. Stevenson novel about Jekyll & Hyde. I think that the author does an outstanding job of illustrating two very distinct natures and the battle that goes on within the heart.

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God is always present. Perhaps my week is too busy to notice. And there are days when you wish he was sitting beside you so you had someone to talk with. Invisible to my eye but not without form he is present in my life, all around me, encompassing me, present. He also works in what I might think is a "behind the scenes" way. Take yesterday. I will admit to feeling sorry for myself. This past

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I have found myself doing some more thinking about grace or more to the point our attitudes about it.What I desired to express yesterday was this, as soon as someone start to make a point, a list about how you are to live then you start to feel that old rebellion stirring up within yourself."Let your attitude be like Christ"Who...did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,but made

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Why is it, when you are engaged in a conversation about "grace" with another Christian you will most likely get a reference to the fact that "grace does not give licence to continue to do whatever you want"?I understand what grace is about and from whom I have received this amazing grace.I also understand that this shell of a body has an operating system of heart & mind that wrestles (daily) with

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When I am confronted with a subject that seems to make its appearance time & time again, I think that I need to write a small word about it.That subject has to do with forgiveness.I heard a quote from someone giving an interview on the radio.Forgiveness is, "carrying the burden that someone has wrongly given you without holding them responsible"A beautiful story begins by choosing to live a life

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I stand in my dark kitchen pouring my recently boiled water into my coffee carafe after having placed four generous Tbsp of Yuban coffee grounds into the container.It is a small apartment and as it is early morning, the light is beginning to filter in slowly.Why a dark kitchen you might ask? Why not turn on a light?It is because sometimes, I like to move about in the dark, letting my eyes adjust

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Twas just months before Christmas& all through the storefolks made their purchasesfor milk, plus a lot more.The shoppers all movedover here, over thereBumping or stoppingwithout much a care.The people they stoppedfor a nibble or twoforming lines in the aislesmuch like a queueDown one quiet aisleI made my escape,still wandering I wondered,"how much more could I take?"When what to my tired ears

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"One misty moisty morningwhen cloudy was the weatherI chanced to meet an old man all dressed in leather.As he began to complimentI began to say,How do you do,How do you do,How do you do again."I wonder if he was complimenting me on my umbrella?It is an old song that I learned many years ago and has remained in my mind and, as soon as November weather hits, I begin to hum this song almost as on

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"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."This morning I held the door open for someone, someone I did not know and as he said thank-you, I replied back, "you're welcome."A few steps further and I began to think about my tone of voice as I spoke to the stranger.I smiled as I held the door open and my voice seemed to carry a kinder, thoughtful

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It is Autumn in Vancouver.I have been observing the landscape outside my 7th floor balcony window change slowly. The chestnut trees that line our street have been dropping their prickly green cocoons and as they land upon the pavement they reveal the deep colored chestnuts enclosed within. And with a good wind, the leaves follow along and slowly but surely the branches will become bare with

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"... write on my heart every word.""The Bible is God's revelation of Himself in the interest of Grace.""This Bible is not a fairy tale to beguile us for a few moments from the sordid realities of life in the natural world. It is the divine complement of the laws of nature, conscience, and humanity."I am always interested when conversation takes a turn to the religious and the next thing I get to

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"Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out!""How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in?And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard?And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?And how can they preach unless they are sent?""Consequently, faith comes from hearing

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Now this title is enough to get anyone's heart pumping but I assure you that it is not as "dramatic" as supposed.Or, maybe it is but in this case I might never know.Last night I awoke out of a sound sleep. I was not disturbed by a phone call, nor a knock on our door. It was what I would describe as a type of heavenly nudging of sorts, a "Samuel kind of moment" you might say.I lay there awake.Ok

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Ok, I do use this blog to put down my thoughts.This mornings devotional read has really spoken to me and as such this is one of those days when I share it."Peter turned and saw that the disciple whom Jesus loved was following them.(This was the one who had leaned back against Jesus at supper and had said, "Lord, who is going to betray you?") When Peter saw him, he asked, "Lord, what about him?"

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Yesterday I went for a walk, met a friend going in the opposite direction and we decided to go to a coffee shop for a drink and some conversation.We sat for over an hour discussing movies, books, a little theology and then I turned the conversation to relationships.We chatted some and then just before we went off in our different directions he told me this.It is good to be generous. To give to

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-2 Corinthians 11:3My NIV Bible puts this verse another way."your sincere and pure devotion to Christ"But simplicity is what I am looking for these days and if that means a "sincere & pure devotion", then that is what I want.In the meantime, sometimes that simplicity I want tends to get lost among other things.The rest of the devotion goes like this."You cannot think through spiritual confusion

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Life can definitely be a struggle.Days are sometimes sunny and the combination of perpetual blue sky along with the warmth of the sun makes you smile and fills you with hope for other things.Rainy days filled with wet drizzle and grey, low hanging clouds really do psychologically "dampen" your spirits.But what about those days when the blue sky stretches from East to West like arms open wide and

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"Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him,for God is our refuge."Yesterday I decided to go out for breakfast at my fav. breakfast place.The restaurant was busy, the waitress was busy and I could hear the buzz of conversation around me. I had chosen a small table across from a table where a family of four plus a child sat. The child was sitting at the end of the table not

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"Be careful, lest in fighting the dragon, you become the dragon."-NietzcheNo, I have not been watching a bunch of old kungfu movies.I have however been going through some of my older writing diaries and came across this quote that I had written down sometime ago. What I was reading or thinking of at the time I do not recall but I still really like it.A few pages beyond and I see that I had been

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At least that is what I think after today.When en route to meet my family for a coffee time, I decided to make a little pit stop at a small deli in the small town of Cloverdale. You just got to love a name like that. It says "country living".Anyway, I was a tad bit early and decided to find a place for some breakfast.I chose Annie's Cafe after driving around the town part three times. Actually, I

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"For faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.""Let this Christ, this King of Israel, come down now from the cross that we may see and believe. Those crucified with him also heaped insults on him."Crucified, arms open wide, held in place by spikes. Robbers on either side.God's plan to rescue the world.Something the world does not understand. Something I do

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A quote from C.S. Lewis and his book Letters to Malcom Chiefly on Prayer.The quote goes on to say:"When I was writing about pleasures last week I had quite forgotten about the mala mentis gaudia--the pleasures of the mind which are intrinsically evil.The pleasure, say, of having a grievance. What a disappointment it is--for one self-revealing moment--to discover that the other party was not

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today. Started right from scratch making my own pastry. I had bought some prune plums from the local veggie store and told N. that I would bake him a pie. He was already counting on a crumble until I told him my plans which he was just fine with.My kitchen is small, galley style with openings at each end(thank goodness) otherwise I would feel claustrophobic however what I was feeling was a kind

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"When thou saidst, 'Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, LORD, will I seek'-Psalm 27:8There is only one time in my life that I will tell you that I heard a voice speak to me. This was when I was 15 years old, about to be baptised, having taken the prescribed classes, answered the questions by the deacons etc, etc. Yet, when the time came, I panicked because I was nervous, scared. I

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Alright.Having received an email from a friend overseas telling me that she reads my blog (thanks C) I felt so inclined to write about my trips back & forth on the bus over the last two days acquainting her with my neighborhood as such.Yesterday,true to form I managed (again) to miss the bus by seconds and then with coffee in hand, leaning against the posted bus sign, I waited as various buses

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I recognize the words to this song anywhere.Normally, you hear it with a background of jingle bells and snowflakes softly falling down but at this time of the year it is the familiar jingle of parents as they hum this tune while shopping for the official back to school date.And I just love shopping for back to school supplies although I currently have no children going back to school.I love the

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Today it is raining and despite the grey mist that I saw descending upon my neighborhood I felt compelled to step out into it and go get a coffee.On my way down the sidewalk, taking the path I normally go I always pass a bench that is situated just on the property line of a care home. Almost always you can find someone sitting on that bench and today was no exception except that it is raining

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A cartoon sketch that has a lightbulb drawn overtop of the characters head implies an idea was realized or it can be simply a thought and the lightbulb signifies the brillance of understanding.This morning a bit of information comes my way and thus encouraged by a few timely words, my mood swiftly changes from one of contemplative sadness to hope.How many other people need this kind of thing in

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"A musician doesn't tell you he plays an instrument, he just picks it up & plays it"It has been awhile since I last wrote something that struck a cord with me.I am back with a few thoughts that have been dancing around inside my head.Change is good. Some people are better at changing, adapting to change and moving on. Some, are not.I was in a conversation with someone yesterday who felt the need

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"A man with leprosy came to him and begged him on his knees, "if you are willing, you can make me clean."Filled with compassion, Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man."I am willing," he said. "Be clean!"Immediately the leprosy left him and he was cured.Jesus sent him away at once with a strong warning: "See that you don't tell this to anyone. But go, show yourself to the priest and

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Is what my husband would ask if he saw me buzzing around cleaning & moving stuff back & forth.Usually nothing other than the fact that I like to see things in order which is a type of comfort zone for me.I have come to think of this behavior as just a portion of my personality.This morning I have already rearranged the bedroom closet, moving boxes and such to try and create more room.And that was

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this morning I went shopping for our hockey night in Canada picnic.No rain yet although it sure looks like it is trying.I hop into the car even though I could walk (it might rain you know) and head down to Granville Island Market early enough to snag a parking space.The entrance I choose is right next to the florist. Nothing like some color to put me in the mood. Vibrant yellows, deep pinks and

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Picnic lunches are great!I met up with a friend today and after a visit to the playground we went to Urban Fare to pick up stuff for lunch.And by stuff, I mean the the makings of a picnic lunch.It doesn't take much for a picnic but the choices can be overwhelming...sometimes.This is where the foodie in me kicks in.Which type of bread to choose followed by which cheese or how many different

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This morning I woke up just after 6:00 am.I also woke up wanting to give Neil a smack upside his head.Later in the morning, when I have reviewed my thoughts on the subject, I want to laugh. As I analyze my thoughts I conclude that yesterday was an emotionally charged kinda day and the end result carried itself deep into my sleep and in this case my dreams.I won't disclose the content of the dream

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Ok, so I have wondered over the last few days what I could write about.You know you want to be engaging, interesting and all the rest.So let me tell you about my sour dough starter. That's what they call it.In the past I have tried to do this and feel that I have failed miserably because my bread did not look like the picture in any shape or form.And for those of you who enjoy sinking your teeth

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On a beautiful sunny day such as we experienced today, Neil will take his motorcycle to work leaving me the car.And, taking advantage of some wheels I made my way outside into a thoroughly satisfying day.Of course, I begin with a coffee.After getting my morning fix, I jump back into the car and take off up Granville Street, eventually crossing over to Oak and onto the bridge en route to

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That is basil to you and I.This stretch of sunny weather inspired me to buy some seeds and start off some herbs. Basil is always one herb that I am sure to plant along with a few others in some very colorful pots to decorate my front deck.The colourful combination of dark, leafy green mixed with blues, reds & yellows will only enhance the view from my living room window.African BlueAraratDark

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pink sidewalk greetersa floral carpet beckonsintroducing SpringAh, Spring in Vancouver.As I look out the window from our seventh floor apartment, the landscape is beginning to change.When we first moved into our new home, the only color outside our window came from the dark green, ever present evergreen trees. Now, as trees begin to unfurl their leaves I see the brilliant greens of a new season

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Since moving back to this fair city, I have done more walking here and there as most everything I need is within walking distance.However there comes a time when using the car is a must and this happened to be one of those days.I am working a small catering job and as such I needed my vehicle to drive to various places in order to purchase items for my menu. This meant that I drove with my

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"The burden that God places on us squeezes the grapes in our lives and produces the wine, but most of us see only the wine and not the burden.If your life is producing only a whine, instead of the wine, then ruthlessly kick it out."-Oswald ChambersHere's another to compliment the first."Your prejudices can easily distort your perceptions.""If you have a prejudice against a certain individual it

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Since today is Easter Sunday, I decided to read a portion in my Bible with regard to the Resurrection.I bounced back and forth between two particular passages, one in Matthew and the other in Mark.It is the account of these two writers telling us readers about Joseph taking the body of Jesus from the cross and placing it into a tomb, preparing his body for burial and then once done, "he rolled a

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In the beginning...not in Genesis this time but Luke, as I have decided to read over this New Testament book of the Bible.I was going to write specifically about the "three songs" written in the opening pages of Luke. The first song is Mary's Song"My soul glorifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,for he has been mindful of the humble state of this servant.From now on all

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Yesterday was a frustrating day.When I noticed the sky clearing I decided to take a chance, hop on a bus and go see someone about a couple of things.Getting there was no problem. Trying to catch a bus coming back is what gave me grief. Initially, I had no time agenda although I had hoped to use the time allotment on my stub. No such luck coming back. My ripping up of my timed out ticket stub

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On the heels of my previous writing comes another thought.Before I jot down my very personal thoughts on what has struck my mind let me begin by saying that many folk look at the miraculous in one of two ways.They either want the sensational drama with the flashy splashes associated with a really great action packed movie or they can dismiss it altogether.I have a friend who sees and experiences

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This blog title is taken from a short devotional written by Oswald Chambers."One of the most subtle and illusive burdens God ever places on us as saints is this burden of discernment concerning others. It is not that we are able to bring God into contact with our minds, but that we awaken ourselves to the point where God is able to convey His mind to us regarding the people for whom we intercede.

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I understand that there is a fair bit of discussion that goes on about people talking on their cell phones while driving and the discussion is not so much about what is going on but rather what is "not" going on. In my own case, my thoughts seem to go in at least, one hundred different directions all the while I sit behind the wheel of my car.And believe me, there is a lot going on.For instance,

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I have been contemplating a scripture verse which has led me to the OT portion of my Bible."...the joy of the LORD is your strength." Nehemiah 8:10The verses leading up to this particular verse and the two following make for some interesting reading.At least to me which is why I am sharing these thoughts.Again, for anyone willing to read.Here is a brief synopsis.The OT priest Ezra was asked by

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A dark and deadened landscapewhose very appearancechallenges my perception of evilwould lead you to stare past the hollow indentationsstanding silently with vacant purposeinside darkened doorways and a few short steps down hallways that leadinto the depths of Hell.The thief comes only to destroyand mirth hides its face in the hard to find placeswhere whispers are seldom heard.Who gives hugs and

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I pulled out our dictionary to get a better understanding of the word "tolerance."Next I read down the page to read the adjective tolerant followed by the next word tolerate.All three words had one word in common, "understanding."The word "tolerate" seems to be a fairly keen word these days and used in many conversations to give credit to ones case.I have to say that the one description I like

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Are you one of those people who might say, "there are just not enough hours in the day to do everything I need to do?"I am an early riser. Very seldom do I sleep in. In fact, I can count on one hand the number of times I have actually slept in.From the moment I rouse from sleep and my mind kicks into gear, I cannot stop thinking about my day, such as it is.And, while I am not "gainfully

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I am sitting at our computer desk and looking out the patio window marveling in the winter landscape.The curtains are only open a portion of the way, framing the floor to ceiling window giving it the appearance of a large framed picture hanging on my wall.It does look something like a Kinkaid picture.The sky is beginning to brighten and I can see the the roads are much better for travel as

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It is that time of year when we look forward to Spring and everything that the season brings along with it.Well, there is the time change.This is the one we all groan about since we are about to lose that one hour of sleep.I have never taken a poll to find out just how many people actually forget about the change in time and subsequent household clock change.But, I can speak for one.Myself.A few

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Use the phone.Not what you were expecting to hear on this Valentine's weekend?I am not a huge fan of this sugar laden holiday.In fact today, I overheard a fellow ask a sales clerk, "how long do roses last?"I guess he was "saying it with flowers."And Valentine's is one of those "celebrated" days when you might be on the receiving end of a card at the very least.Poetic words,loving words,

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That is how long we have now been back in Vancouver.To date, we have had meals at almost all our favorite restaurants and have tried a couple of new ones.Pakistani IndianIndonesianGreekDutchChinese (China town)Frenchand Tim Horton's...eh, it's good to be back in Canada.We seem to be making up for last time but really it is a combination of two things.Cravings and the simple fact that I have boxes

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After reading my friends blog, I suddenly recall a conversation I had while teaching a new Japanese immigrant how to drive.I was a driving instructor.I had taken her out to some local country roads in hopes that she would feel more at ease or maybe that was me. The roads were for the most part long and we seldom passed other cars and, should any other drivers feel the discomfort of a much slower

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One would think that there is a calming comfort in these words but if you are like me there is still the residual feeling of worry that lingers in the creases of your mind.And plans change...at least mine do and it seems like there have been little dips and dives along the way. Some planned and then...some beyond our control.Control, that's it.Isn't that what we really want? Right now I am not

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So, my sister is here with me for a visit.We decided to go to the Indian store for a couple of things and while there I purchased a bag of skittles.Skittles Crazy Cores to be exact.A delightful combination of strawberry watermelon, cherry lemonade, blue raspberry lemon, mango peach and melon berry. Pretty colors, green, pink, blue, red and orange.I opened the package and began passing them

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checker, bagger, clerk..........Please do not "squish" my bread.Sincerely yours,Ok, I am guessing that at some point, most likely before you start your first day on the job, this job, that you are taught the finer points of bagging groceries.It is not rocket science.I like shopping at Target because I like their plastic bags and while they are not good for the environment, they do however make

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Or so my husband says when it comes to taking something "leftover" and almost magically turning it into something else. This happens in most cases with making soup. This however is not soup. These two pictures illustrate the beginning and completion of antipasto, something I like to make for Christmas and once bottled, give as gifts. This is a vegetarian style of antipasto. I adapted my regular

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This is the name for the new market that just opened up yesterday in Lakewood Ranch where we live.And, it is a breath of fresh air.I would describe it as Whole Foods meets Yale town for those of you from Vancouver. So yes it might be a tad bit more expensive than our local grocery store Publix but judging by the vast number of people shopping today, I will say that the expense is of no

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