One year ago...
I was reading a couple of Psalms over the Christmas holidays; coincidentally I had been reading them about a year ago and had underlined and starred some wonderful promises. It drew me back to this time last year and how many things have changed.
Caylea was in the first months of Interferon treatment.
To think we were just beginning to deal with the realities of Caylea's side effects and coping with her self-injections. I remember we were so thankful that Christmas and New Year's fell on the weekend so Caylea would have a reprieve from the drug's impact on her. Now this Christmas, we didn't have to think about how Caylea was feeling. Her hair is regrowing and she could stay up later with the family and watch movies or go in the hot tub (last year she wasn't supposed to go in because of her lymph nodes that were removed and the increased chance of lymphedema).
Mark and Amy were living at the HH ministry centre.
Mark was hired to rebuild the wood shop and Amy was doing some painting in the ministry centre. I loved having them live close by, attend church with us and be around for impromptu suppers or visits! As much as it was a time of limbo for them as a couple, with no fixed address and no specific direction for their future, we could connect more regularly as a family. I treasured that time. Now they have a mobile home moved onto a piece of family-owned land near Amy's hometown of Gladstone, MB. God has answered prayer to lead them to a home, jobs to meet their needs and a "pastor in training" program at the local church for Mark (and Amy) to experience hands-on ministry preparation.
Daniel was our "cellar dweller" and finishing his 3rd year sheet metal apprenticeship.
It was a wonderful provision of God to have Daniel living at home, to be around for Caylea, to shovel snow and generally be available to keep the household running. Since last December, Daniel is now a 4th year apprentice, has purchased a condo and is "adulting" in a very responsible way. He has a romantic interest as of a couple weeks ago and we are thrilled to see this relationship growing on the foundation of Christ. We feel a sense of pride in Daniel's maturing and thankfulness for His quiet and steady walk with the Lord.
Walter and I were waiting on the Lord for the NCEM General Directorship.
Prayer became so real and vital as we sought the Lord for direction. In October, a Board member of NCEM called Walter to invite us to consider taking on the director's role. In November, we met with their entire Board to be interviewed and for us to have more clarity on what they were looking for in a new director. We kept waiting for God to close the door and everyone we talked to and sought advice from encouraged us to pursue the opportunity. Then in January, the board members of NCEM and HHM met with us to discuss and pray for God's direction.
And now here we are, one year later, 9 months into serving as Director for two mission organizations. How faithful God has been! How amazing that God has given us strength, wisdom and safety, not to mention the grace to deal with very difficult and delicate situations! We are not able in ourselves. He has not failed us but has answered when we called on Him. I would never have believed we would be commuting to Prince Albert and making the changes within NCEM with great teammates, while our HHM team is also stepping up and serving with God's ability.
Today...
We have some days to rest before the New Year with many new and exciting opportunities awaiting us. Our children were all together for Christmas and we made memories by singing Karoake, going to a holiday movie (3D Jumanji) and celebrating Jesus' birth at our candlelight service. One year ago each of our kids were facing young adult challenges and we were praying fervently for them. Today, we can rejoice in His wise and perfect ways. I am overwhelmed with thanksgiving and praise! I am grateful for the Word that gave us all we needed to not only cope but thrive through last year's uncertainties.
"O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever." Psalm 30:12b
Saturday 30 December 2017
Sunday 17 December 2017
The sanctuary buzzed with folks gathering for the Christmas program. All the children were meeting in the Sunday School room, to practice their lines and to don their costumes. The kitchen was a regular Grand Central Station, with a group from Celebration Church preparing the turkeys, hams and potatoes.
I had dropped my salads in the kitchen, while capable hands quickly put them in the fridge. So I went on to mix up jugs of juice to chill before the meal. Escaping from the hub-bub, I went to the sanctuary to shake hands with those who had already arrived.
Advent candles, Christmas carols and announcements...and then the big show was to start. Things weren't quite ready in the back room, so Pastor Bob led in a sharing time. We had a few guests present so we didn't expect much sharing. But surprisingly, a few hands went up and people shared various things. I want to mention that we don't "censor" sharing time; it is exactly as people are at the moment. One guest was a man unknown to us. He began very "normally", saying he was a missionary to the East Hastings (Vancouver) and went on to share how he saw many on drugs and dying from their addictions. But then he declared he had begun to pray over those he found "dead on the streets" and they were rising to life! I began to feel uncomfortable. Looking up at Pastor Bob, he was not showing any reaction, but I knew he was wondering how to respond to this individual. As this man shared more, he began to get way off track, even using a profanity and then apologizing for it. Just when I thought someone needs to gently intervene, the man ended by saying, "I want to give God the glory."
A slight pause. Then Bob responded with, "I can agree with your statement at the end..." and affirmed that we want to worship God through Jesus Christ and give Him the glory.
A second guest raised her hand and introduced herself. She declared that her "spirit guides" told her to come to this church today. Then she continued to share that she is a medium, using "energy" to bring healing to people. "Jesus energy" she said. I squeezed Walter's hand, giving him a sideways glance and he smiled and we both bowed our heads and began to pray. Something odd was happening in this service to have two strangers "show up" and begin to declare and even advertise their gifts. It was apparent the enemy was stirring up against our Christmas program; not on our watch! When this woman ended her sharing, Pastor Bob calmly replied by saying, "I don't want to 'dis' (disrespect) you, but at Healing Hearts we worship Jesus and He is the only way to the Father." Bob presented the basic Gospel message. We all wondered if this woman would be upset, or get up and walk out. She stayed for everything, even the meal!
The kids finally arrived, decked in robes, towels, white sheets and tinsel halos! The play was a Biblical take on the "Twas the night before Christmas" poem. Priceless! The kids really rocked the carol "Angels We Have Heard on High" on the chorus they all sang "Gloria. In Excelcius Deo" with all their hearts! Later Vivian Helliwell told me her grandkids came home yesterday after the play practice asking, "Who is Gloria? Is she in the Bible?" Boy, we laughed!
Amazingly, Walter and I drove home with some leftovers from the meal before 3 pm!
This was a typical Healing Hearts Ministry (Regina) Christmas program, where anything could happen and usually does!
I had dropped my salads in the kitchen, while capable hands quickly put them in the fridge. So I went on to mix up jugs of juice to chill before the meal. Escaping from the hub-bub, I went to the sanctuary to shake hands with those who had already arrived.
Advent candles, Christmas carols and announcements...and then the big show was to start. Things weren't quite ready in the back room, so Pastor Bob led in a sharing time. We had a few guests present so we didn't expect much sharing. But surprisingly, a few hands went up and people shared various things. I want to mention that we don't "censor" sharing time; it is exactly as people are at the moment. One guest was a man unknown to us. He began very "normally", saying he was a missionary to the East Hastings (Vancouver) and went on to share how he saw many on drugs and dying from their addictions. But then he declared he had begun to pray over those he found "dead on the streets" and they were rising to life! I began to feel uncomfortable. Looking up at Pastor Bob, he was not showing any reaction, but I knew he was wondering how to respond to this individual. As this man shared more, he began to get way off track, even using a profanity and then apologizing for it. Just when I thought someone needs to gently intervene, the man ended by saying, "I want to give God the glory."
A slight pause. Then Bob responded with, "I can agree with your statement at the end..." and affirmed that we want to worship God through Jesus Christ and give Him the glory.
A second guest raised her hand and introduced herself. She declared that her "spirit guides" told her to come to this church today. Then she continued to share that she is a medium, using "energy" to bring healing to people. "Jesus energy" she said. I squeezed Walter's hand, giving him a sideways glance and he smiled and we both bowed our heads and began to pray. Something odd was happening in this service to have two strangers "show up" and begin to declare and even advertise their gifts. It was apparent the enemy was stirring up against our Christmas program; not on our watch! When this woman ended her sharing, Pastor Bob calmly replied by saying, "I don't want to 'dis' (disrespect) you, but at Healing Hearts we worship Jesus and He is the only way to the Father." Bob presented the basic Gospel message. We all wondered if this woman would be upset, or get up and walk out. She stayed for everything, even the meal!
The kids finally arrived, decked in robes, towels, white sheets and tinsel halos! The play was a Biblical take on the "Twas the night before Christmas" poem. Priceless! The kids really rocked the carol "Angels We Have Heard on High" on the chorus they all sang "Gloria. In Excelcius Deo" with all their hearts! Later Vivian Helliwell told me her grandkids came home yesterday after the play practice asking, "Who is Gloria? Is she in the Bible?" Boy, we laughed!
Amazingly, Walter and I drove home with some leftovers from the meal before 3 pm!
This was a typical Healing Hearts Ministry (Regina) Christmas program, where anything could happen and usually does!
Saturday 16 December 2017
While Walter and Caylea are out in the garage doing scroll saw projects, I am in the house watching Netflix or Amazon TV. Nursing a cup of "Cold 911" David's Tea and under a fleecy blanket, I feel kinda guilty. And a little bored. But I had to give in to this cold and simply rest.
Tomorrow is the Healing Hearts Regina Christmas program and turkey meal. This is a huge highlight of our church calendar since our very first year! That first meal, the community centre had double-booked, so we hauled all our food down the block to our house on Montague Street and fed 50 people sitting everywhere possible.
The kids have always stolen the show! From my niece crawling over and stealing baby Jesus from the manger, to Christmas plays performed by up to twenty Sunday School children. We often had others in the church family perform special songs or readings. Oh, the memories of Christmases past and the good things the Lord has done for us!
Once we had purchased our own building, then we could hold a Christmas Eve candlelight service. That was ten years ago. Those are special moments of singing carols, reading the Luke 2 and other Scripture passages, and ending with the sanctuary darkened and lighting our candles from the Advent wreath Christ candle to see the room glow to the singing of Silent Night.
It is still sad to be missing the Nativity Scene my Dad had made of wood. The five foot camels and little sheep and all the characters stood inside or in front of the simple stable frame...alas, it all burned in the wood shop fire of 2016. Maybe it could be a project for the wood shop crew.
I'm glad I was out and about earlier this week to get my grocery supply for the meal on Sunday. My jello salads are setting and the ingredients for the Asian Salad will be thrown together in the morning. We are blessed to have long time friends, Don and Elaine, with their small group, cooking the turkeys and helping serve the meal tomorrow.
Later...got interrupted by a couple things. First, a young lady stopped by with a donation for Nick & Vivian. She stayed to chat and next thing you know, two hours passed! It was good to catch up with this gal as she had been part of Healing Hearts youth group and church in her teen years. And it was nice see how she has grown up, married, matured and genuinely cared about the church family.
The other interruption was our new bed! It was delivered between 1 pm and 4 pm, as promised. I have now just put on the new sheets and am reclining on it while finishing the movie I started about 3 1/2 hours ago!
After supper, Caylea wants to make "Dad's Mix" which is "Nuts 'N' Bolts" to most others! Walter also bought the ingredients to mix up his flavourful munchie mix that is so addictive. Funny how certain things are the kids' favourite things that are now our family traditions. It will cook low and slow while we watch another Christmas special.
I feel somewhat better after several cups of tea, plenty of water and soup, and Vitamin C. An afternoon nap helped and hopefully I will have my voice back for service tomorrow morning!
Tomorrow is the Healing Hearts Regina Christmas program and turkey meal. This is a huge highlight of our church calendar since our very first year! That first meal, the community centre had double-booked, so we hauled all our food down the block to our house on Montague Street and fed 50 people sitting everywhere possible.
The kids have always stolen the show! From my niece crawling over and stealing baby Jesus from the manger, to Christmas plays performed by up to twenty Sunday School children. We often had others in the church family perform special songs or readings. Oh, the memories of Christmases past and the good things the Lord has done for us!
Once we had purchased our own building, then we could hold a Christmas Eve candlelight service. That was ten years ago. Those are special moments of singing carols, reading the Luke 2 and other Scripture passages, and ending with the sanctuary darkened and lighting our candles from the Advent wreath Christ candle to see the room glow to the singing of Silent Night.
It is still sad to be missing the Nativity Scene my Dad had made of wood. The five foot camels and little sheep and all the characters stood inside or in front of the simple stable frame...alas, it all burned in the wood shop fire of 2016. Maybe it could be a project for the wood shop crew.
I'm glad I was out and about earlier this week to get my grocery supply for the meal on Sunday. My jello salads are setting and the ingredients for the Asian Salad will be thrown together in the morning. We are blessed to have long time friends, Don and Elaine, with their small group, cooking the turkeys and helping serve the meal tomorrow.
Later...got interrupted by a couple things. First, a young lady stopped by with a donation for Nick & Vivian. She stayed to chat and next thing you know, two hours passed! It was good to catch up with this gal as she had been part of Healing Hearts youth group and church in her teen years. And it was nice see how she has grown up, married, matured and genuinely cared about the church family.
The other interruption was our new bed! It was delivered between 1 pm and 4 pm, as promised. I have now just put on the new sheets and am reclining on it while finishing the movie I started about 3 1/2 hours ago!
After supper, Caylea wants to make "Dad's Mix" which is "Nuts 'N' Bolts" to most others! Walter also bought the ingredients to mix up his flavourful munchie mix that is so addictive. Funny how certain things are the kids' favourite things that are now our family traditions. It will cook low and slow while we watch another Christmas special.
I feel somewhat better after several cups of tea, plenty of water and soup, and Vitamin C. An afternoon nap helped and hopefully I will have my voice back for service tomorrow morning!
Sunday 10 December 2017
Count your blessings, name them one by one...
1. Friends stepping up to say they want to support our ministry however they can
2. Advent theme of Peace this Sunday
3. Leading worship at Healing Hearts today
4. Family time watching Roar of the Rings curling playoffs this afternoon
5. Former gang member sharing in church today he's
been a year clean and sober
6. Pastor Bob sharing in monologue form about Azreel who encountered Jesus and discovered His peace
7. The joy of fellowship with our HHM Regina team at our Christmas Party: Jingle Juice, gift exchange, corny jokes and lots of laughter!
8. Buying our first new bed (as our Christmas gift to each other)
9. Receiving a monetary gift randomly the next day that covered the cost of the bed
10. Knowing God holds tomorrow and He is leading us there as we trust Him
Can you count ten blessings and name them one by one?
1. Friends stepping up to say they want to support our ministry however they can
2. Advent theme of Peace this Sunday
3. Leading worship at Healing Hearts today
4. Family time watching Roar of the Rings curling playoffs this afternoon
5. Former gang member sharing in church today he's
been a year clean and sober
6. Pastor Bob sharing in monologue form about Azreel who encountered Jesus and discovered His peace
7. The joy of fellowship with our HHM Regina team at our Christmas Party: Jingle Juice, gift exchange, corny jokes and lots of laughter!
8. Buying our first new bed (as our Christmas gift to each other)
9. Receiving a monetary gift randomly the next day that covered the cost of the bed
10. Knowing God holds tomorrow and He is leading us there as we trust Him
Can you count ten blessings and name them one by one?
Saturday 2 December 2017
"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas..."
Soft strains of Michael Buble crooning a Christmas song set the tone for Caylea and myself to be making festive preparations. I sat at my desk, penning the results of Caylea's clear CT scans in greeting cards to our family. Caylea was wrapping assorted Scentsy warmers, car bars and room sprays for her Christmas sale.
"Repeat the sounding joy, repeat the sounding joy..."
As I wrote and re-wrote the Christmas greetings and the good news, I began to realize the growing joy in my heart at the Lord's mercies to heal our girl! Repeating the news reaffirmed my faith and love for my Father. And I genuinely wanted to share the joy and be thankful to those who have stood by us and supported us in the past year. The many prayers that went up bless my heart!
"Hark the herald angels sing 'Glory to the newborn King'"...
Truly this season is a time for us to share the real Good News, the news that the angels heralded that awesome night. Every year we send newsletters to our supporters and its a time to recall God's blessings and provisions for us. Being in faith missions gives us so many opportunities to see God do miracles and to rely on Him for everything we need. Writing and sending the letters ministers to me as I can give thanks to those whom God uses to supply our needs. Makes me want to sing!
"Silent Night, Holy Night..."
So while Caylea and I get our "Christmas on", Walter and Daniel are down in Phoenix to watch some NFL football and a Coyotes NHL game, as well. The evenings are pretty quiet around here without my husband, and I'm glad he can have some "guy time". It gives me a chance to be still and enjoy some restful "me time".
Hope you all are spending some special time preparing your hearts and homes for Christmas.
Soft strains of Michael Buble crooning a Christmas song set the tone for Caylea and myself to be making festive preparations. I sat at my desk, penning the results of Caylea's clear CT scans in greeting cards to our family. Caylea was wrapping assorted Scentsy warmers, car bars and room sprays for her Christmas sale.
"Repeat the sounding joy, repeat the sounding joy..."
As I wrote and re-wrote the Christmas greetings and the good news, I began to realize the growing joy in my heart at the Lord's mercies to heal our girl! Repeating the news reaffirmed my faith and love for my Father. And I genuinely wanted to share the joy and be thankful to those who have stood by us and supported us in the past year. The many prayers that went up bless my heart!
"Hark the herald angels sing 'Glory to the newborn King'"...
Truly this season is a time for us to share the real Good News, the news that the angels heralded that awesome night. Every year we send newsletters to our supporters and its a time to recall God's blessings and provisions for us. Being in faith missions gives us so many opportunities to see God do miracles and to rely on Him for everything we need. Writing and sending the letters ministers to me as I can give thanks to those whom God uses to supply our needs. Makes me want to sing!
"Silent Night, Holy Night..."
So while Caylea and I get our "Christmas on", Walter and Daniel are down in Phoenix to watch some NFL football and a Coyotes NHL game, as well. The evenings are pretty quiet around here without my husband, and I'm glad he can have some "guy time". It gives me a chance to be still and enjoy some restful "me time".
Hope you all are spending some special time preparing your hearts and homes for Christmas.
Wednesday 29 November 2017
Our beautiful daughter was declared CANCER FREE today! The oncologist gave the optimistic news that the CT scan and all bloodwork showed no presence of melanoma at this time. He was also careful to not promise anything for tomorrow and we are under no illusions that there will NEVER be another issue. But for today we celebrate and thank God for a clean bill of health. God has tomorrow in His hands.
In a couple of months, Caylea will see a dermatologist. In six months, another visit to the oncologist. In a year, another CT scan. For the next three years, Caylea will continue to be monitored and must be vigilant about any unusual or prolonged health issues or concerns.
Relief, joy, concern, praise, gratitude...all emotions we are experiencing.
We cannot live in the shadow of worry but must dwell in the shelter of the Almighty.
In a couple of months, Caylea will see a dermatologist. In six months, another visit to the oncologist. In a year, another CT scan. For the next three years, Caylea will continue to be monitored and must be vigilant about any unusual or prolonged health issues or concerns.
Relief, joy, concern, praise, gratitude...all emotions we are experiencing.
We cannot live in the shadow of worry but must dwell in the shelter of the Almighty.
Sunday 26 November 2017
So much has been happening this month and I knew November would fly by!
We had a missions conference weekend in Nipawin at the Bible College. Jason and Anita Boucher represented NCEM while Kelly and Nancy Morton represented Healing Hearts. So Walter and I could float, connecting with the college staff and other folks we knew, while we had our other reps manning the booths in the gymnasium. The speaker for the conference was the Canadian director of IJM (International Justice Mission). His challenge to us was something we have been indirectly involved with (justice issues) and yet our focus has always been on ministering to the emotional and spiritual needs. In the past year, we have seen a couple move to India to work with IJM in the legal end of bringing charges against brothel owners and child traffickers. Our eyes were opened much more to the new generation of millenials and their passion for getting involved in missions with a justice component. Really made us think...
With a one-day turnaround, we flew off to Victoria for five days. We participated in the One Hope Canada national conference, where Walter taught a seminar on ministering in camps with a First Nations emphasis. It was a worthwhile time of encouragement for us, with time to rest and enjoy some downtime. The Westbay Walkway was a lovely path for walking along the Victoria Harbour. If we crossed the bridge, we were on the Wharf area across the street from the Empress Hotel. We felt so pampered spending some time there.
Again, Walter had less than a day to repack and fly to Toronto. We decided I would stay home while he had meetings in Durham with the leadership of Ethnos Canada. NCEM and Ethnos are partnering in a church planting initiative among First Nations and Walter met with these leaders to solidify the relationship and make some more specific plans. Many organizations working in Canada are seeing the need to bring the hope of Christ to a people group who have either been overlooked or mistreated when it comes to a genuine and healthy ministry. We are very excited to see this growing interest and action being taken to reach out thoughtfully and prayerfully in light of the dark past of the Gospel being brought to the indigenous people of Canada.
Oh, that the Lord would bring about a wonderful spiritual healing work to reconcile our nation under Jesus Christ!
This past week, we had five days of meetings with all the coordinators and leaders of NCEM held in Prince Albert. I mostly took notes, giving input as we met with each leader and then catching up with some Personnel administration. My brain was mushy by Thursday and Walter still had a meeting with the Board of Directors on Friday! God gave grace for Walter to engage with the Board. At the 8 month mark of our journey with NCEM, the Board affirmed us as being the right people for the position and they prayed for us and encouraged us to keep going in this direction. Although completely spent, we left Prince Albert with full hearts. The Lord has shown us favour as we have taken on the challenges of two mission organizations and has raised up faithful ones to serve alongside us.
Looking ahead, we have a short week in Prince Albert with an early Christmas party and a day of administration, then back home to go to Caylea's last oncologist appointment. She will have the results of her last blood work and CT scan. We pray for God's healing to be made clear in these test results.
As the prophet Habakkuk said, "Yet I will exult in the Lord, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation." (3:18)
We had a missions conference weekend in Nipawin at the Bible College. Jason and Anita Boucher represented NCEM while Kelly and Nancy Morton represented Healing Hearts. So Walter and I could float, connecting with the college staff and other folks we knew, while we had our other reps manning the booths in the gymnasium. The speaker for the conference was the Canadian director of IJM (International Justice Mission). His challenge to us was something we have been indirectly involved with (justice issues) and yet our focus has always been on ministering to the emotional and spiritual needs. In the past year, we have seen a couple move to India to work with IJM in the legal end of bringing charges against brothel owners and child traffickers. Our eyes were opened much more to the new generation of millenials and their passion for getting involved in missions with a justice component. Really made us think...
With a one-day turnaround, we flew off to Victoria for five days. We participated in the One Hope Canada national conference, where Walter taught a seminar on ministering in camps with a First Nations emphasis. It was a worthwhile time of encouragement for us, with time to rest and enjoy some downtime. The Westbay Walkway was a lovely path for walking along the Victoria Harbour. If we crossed the bridge, we were on the Wharf area across the street from the Empress Hotel. We felt so pampered spending some time there.
Again, Walter had less than a day to repack and fly to Toronto. We decided I would stay home while he had meetings in Durham with the leadership of Ethnos Canada. NCEM and Ethnos are partnering in a church planting initiative among First Nations and Walter met with these leaders to solidify the relationship and make some more specific plans. Many organizations working in Canada are seeing the need to bring the hope of Christ to a people group who have either been overlooked or mistreated when it comes to a genuine and healthy ministry. We are very excited to see this growing interest and action being taken to reach out thoughtfully and prayerfully in light of the dark past of the Gospel being brought to the indigenous people of Canada.
Oh, that the Lord would bring about a wonderful spiritual healing work to reconcile our nation under Jesus Christ!
This past week, we had five days of meetings with all the coordinators and leaders of NCEM held in Prince Albert. I mostly took notes, giving input as we met with each leader and then catching up with some Personnel administration. My brain was mushy by Thursday and Walter still had a meeting with the Board of Directors on Friday! God gave grace for Walter to engage with the Board. At the 8 month mark of our journey with NCEM, the Board affirmed us as being the right people for the position and they prayed for us and encouraged us to keep going in this direction. Although completely spent, we left Prince Albert with full hearts. The Lord has shown us favour as we have taken on the challenges of two mission organizations and has raised up faithful ones to serve alongside us.
Looking ahead, we have a short week in Prince Albert with an early Christmas party and a day of administration, then back home to go to Caylea's last oncologist appointment. She will have the results of her last blood work and CT scan. We pray for God's healing to be made clear in these test results.
As the prophet Habakkuk said, "Yet I will exult in the Lord, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation." (3:18)
Monday 6 November 2017
To keep my devotional life active and alive, I've been reading books on the disciplines of the quiet time and prayer. It's not that I have lost interest in the Lord or find my times boring; it is that in our new routines and ever-changing weekly schedules, I am very challenged to find the time to seek the Lord! So to keep my motivation up, I found some books that have small reading portions and lots of questions that get me digging into the Scriptures.
As we drove from Nipawin to Regina - following an exciting and busy missions conference at the Bible College, I mentioned to Walter that I missed how the Lord would give us Scriptures and insight into our initial weeks serving with both Healing Hearts and NCEM. Almost daily God would reveal something very relevant to our new areas of responsibility. So I was wondering if I wasn't hearing from the Lord, or maybe we were to just continue to serve as His Word had already shown the path we were to follow.
Then this morning as I turned to the next chapter in my study book entitled "Intercessory Prayer", the author focused on Ephesians 6:10-18. Ever since I first read and memorized this passage back in 1985, it has been very meaningful to me. That summer, I was serving for 6 weeks in a small village near The Pas, Manitoba (Young's Point) and our supervisor assigned this Scripture as part of our training and experience in the Native village.
When I began to read it today, I immediately saw how it applied to a couple of situations we have been praying for recently. The question was "What is the armor of God?" and my answer was "It is the spiritual protection that God provides through Jesus' victory on the cross and over the grave." Suddenly, I could envision the individuals I was praying for arming themselves to battle each other, instead of battling the real enemy, Satan! Disagreements, divisions and disunity are all instigated by the invisible arrows that the devil aims at us. But he deceives us into thinking the arrows are coming from each other and then we launch our counter-attack. By our words, attitudes, avoidance or all-out offense, we might attack our friends, family, co-workers, even our spouse. And the armour of God doesn't protect us when we engage with warfare that we aim at flesh and blood.
I am so, SO grateful that the Lord heard my wishful longing yesterday as I voiced my desire to hear from Him. I experienced a renewed vision and vitality for prayer this morning.
"...and take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God, praying at all times in the Spirit, with all prayer and supplication." (Ephesians 6:17 & 18)
As we drove from Nipawin to Regina - following an exciting and busy missions conference at the Bible College, I mentioned to Walter that I missed how the Lord would give us Scriptures and insight into our initial weeks serving with both Healing Hearts and NCEM. Almost daily God would reveal something very relevant to our new areas of responsibility. So I was wondering if I wasn't hearing from the Lord, or maybe we were to just continue to serve as His Word had already shown the path we were to follow.
Then this morning as I turned to the next chapter in my study book entitled "Intercessory Prayer", the author focused on Ephesians 6:10-18. Ever since I first read and memorized this passage back in 1985, it has been very meaningful to me. That summer, I was serving for 6 weeks in a small village near The Pas, Manitoba (Young's Point) and our supervisor assigned this Scripture as part of our training and experience in the Native village.
When I began to read it today, I immediately saw how it applied to a couple of situations we have been praying for recently. The question was "What is the armor of God?" and my answer was "It is the spiritual protection that God provides through Jesus' victory on the cross and over the grave." Suddenly, I could envision the individuals I was praying for arming themselves to battle each other, instead of battling the real enemy, Satan! Disagreements, divisions and disunity are all instigated by the invisible arrows that the devil aims at us. But he deceives us into thinking the arrows are coming from each other and then we launch our counter-attack. By our words, attitudes, avoidance or all-out offense, we might attack our friends, family, co-workers, even our spouse. And the armour of God doesn't protect us when we engage with warfare that we aim at flesh and blood.
I am so, SO grateful that the Lord heard my wishful longing yesterday as I voiced my desire to hear from Him. I experienced a renewed vision and vitality for prayer this morning.
"...and take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God, praying at all times in the Spirit, with all prayer and supplication." (Ephesians 6:17 & 18)
Wednesday 25 October 2017
Do you ever feel like time just flows, sometimes slow and lazy, sometimes standing completely still?
When Caylea was first diagnosed with melanoma almost 18 months ago, it felt like the world stopped. The sun stood in one place and life was freeze-framed.
Waiting. Tests. More waiting. Surgeries. Recovery.
We stepped back from our normal routines and others stepped in to fill our empty spaces.
Camp. Conferences. We took a trip to Cuba.
In the midst of this, suddenly time picked up speed and we found ourselves on a river rapids.
Caylea's treatments became part of the current; our commuting to Prince Albert also part of the rushing waters. Soon for our daughter, at least, the stream of her life will grow wider and smoother, hopefully where she can navigate the future without the weight of cancer on her shoulders!
Sometimes I'm not sure if we are in a raft, a canoe or a speedboat.
This journey seems to take me along and I don't always know if I need a paddle or if I should just hang on for the ride!
I am so thankful that Jesus is my lifeline - cheesy analogy and all - and I trust in Him.
When Caylea was first diagnosed with melanoma almost 18 months ago, it felt like the world stopped. The sun stood in one place and life was freeze-framed.
Waiting. Tests. More waiting. Surgeries. Recovery.
We stepped back from our normal routines and others stepped in to fill our empty spaces.
Camp. Conferences. We took a trip to Cuba.
In the midst of this, suddenly time picked up speed and we found ourselves on a river rapids.
Caylea's treatments became part of the current; our commuting to Prince Albert also part of the rushing waters. Soon for our daughter, at least, the stream of her life will grow wider and smoother, hopefully where she can navigate the future without the weight of cancer on her shoulders!
Sometimes I'm not sure if we are in a raft, a canoe or a speedboat.
This journey seems to take me along and I don't always know if I need a paddle or if I should just hang on for the ride!
I am so thankful that Jesus is my lifeline - cheesy analogy and all - and I trust in Him.
Sunday 22 October 2017
I gazed out over the congregation as I adjusted the shoulder strap on my guitar. Feeling nervous and mentally scattered, I strummed the strings to make sure the sound man had turned up the volume. How would I introduce the song? Was this the right song for this service?
This weekend, Walter and I had two missions conferences to participate in - 'tis the season for fall mission emphasis weekends! Friday evening, we joined the Parliament Community Church family as they had invited several of the missionaries they support to give reports and set up displays representing their ministries. How blessed we are to have caring folk ask how we are doing, how is your daughter, how is the ministry? Sitting in small groups, we prayed for others and they prayed for us in our various ministries.
Saturday morning we drove out to Weyburn to the Silver Heights Bible Church's missions conference. Walter was the keynote speaker and their planning committee had asked me to share some music. Just a glitch - I had left my guitar up at the chapel at the NCEM headquarters in Prince Albert. And my music binder.
So that's why I felt more nervous and unprepared as I used my secondary guitar and borrowed my daughter's music binder. But somehow, only one song seemed to come to mind and I couldn't sing it for all three services in the conference! I felt so inadequate.
I made it through the morning and evening services. But I prayed for wisdom to know what to share and the heart preparation to minister for the Lord on Sunday morning.
Hosea 6:6 was a verse I had read in a devotional book a day or two ago. I came back to it this morning before we again jumped in our car to drive back to Weyburn. Walter had his message prepared and was running some of his main points by me. I kept praying for his sermon and my music to be from our hearts. The verse says: "For I desire mercy, not sacrifice, and acknowledgment of God rather than burnt offerings."
Walter suggested I use the same song from Saturday morning's service and have the words projected for the others in the congregation to join in. I liked that idea!
I felt less nervous to lead a song than to "perform" a special number. The song was "By Faith" by the Gettys and I found the words to be especially suited for a missions focus. All that we do as believers is by faith and our ministry efforts can only be fruitful if done by faith.
So I gazed out on congregation - with more in the pews than the night before, but I felt the Lord giving me peace and confidence as I led the song.
It was a blessed weekend. Ministering to our support team is an offering that the Lord will accept as we know it is done in deep gratitude for their prayers and sacrificial giving.
This weekend, Walter and I had two missions conferences to participate in - 'tis the season for fall mission emphasis weekends! Friday evening, we joined the Parliament Community Church family as they had invited several of the missionaries they support to give reports and set up displays representing their ministries. How blessed we are to have caring folk ask how we are doing, how is your daughter, how is the ministry? Sitting in small groups, we prayed for others and they prayed for us in our various ministries.
Saturday morning we drove out to Weyburn to the Silver Heights Bible Church's missions conference. Walter was the keynote speaker and their planning committee had asked me to share some music. Just a glitch - I had left my guitar up at the chapel at the NCEM headquarters in Prince Albert. And my music binder.
So that's why I felt more nervous and unprepared as I used my secondary guitar and borrowed my daughter's music binder. But somehow, only one song seemed to come to mind and I couldn't sing it for all three services in the conference! I felt so inadequate.
I made it through the morning and evening services. But I prayed for wisdom to know what to share and the heart preparation to minister for the Lord on Sunday morning.
Hosea 6:6 was a verse I had read in a devotional book a day or two ago. I came back to it this morning before we again jumped in our car to drive back to Weyburn. Walter had his message prepared and was running some of his main points by me. I kept praying for his sermon and my music to be from our hearts. The verse says: "For I desire mercy, not sacrifice, and acknowledgment of God rather than burnt offerings."
Walter suggested I use the same song from Saturday morning's service and have the words projected for the others in the congregation to join in. I liked that idea!
I felt less nervous to lead a song than to "perform" a special number. The song was "By Faith" by the Gettys and I found the words to be especially suited for a missions focus. All that we do as believers is by faith and our ministry efforts can only be fruitful if done by faith.
So I gazed out on congregation - with more in the pews than the night before, but I felt the Lord giving me peace and confidence as I led the song.
It was a blessed weekend. Ministering to our support team is an offering that the Lord will accept as we know it is done in deep gratitude for their prayers and sacrificial giving.
Monday 16 October 2017
The day was unseasonably warm as we started the engine and pulled away from the NCEM headquarters parking lot. With only a hoodie and light windbreaker, I felt toasty. I basked in the heat from the sun and looked forward to the drive...
Walter revved the engine and got the feel for the open road. The new-to-us vehicle rode well and handled the bumps and unexpected turns with ease. A grin brightened his face as the powerful four-wheel drive picked up speed and he veered for the sand trail.
THE SAND TRAIL?
"Adventures with Walter" continue as we went off-road on our newly acquired Honda Quad ATV!
Just before noon today, a friend delivered his used quad to us and we made the transaction. No sooner had our friend pulled away from the lot, than Walter said, "Let's go!" I ran into our suite and put on an extra layer before climbing up on the passenger seat. Walter straddled the machine, turned the key and pressed the ignition button. It growled to life and we wheeled - okay, maybe we just accelerated gradually - as Walter got the feel for it! I gripped the handles and rested my arms on the padded armrest. As the wind blew my hair back, I pulled up the hood of my bunnyhug and raised my face to enjoy the fresh breeze. What a glorious day!
The trails north of the headquarters compound outside of Prince Albert lead into a maze in the forest. We have walked along various trails and have met folks on ATV or dune buggy contraptions back there over the summer. A brown and gold sign at the beginning of the main trail informs adventurers that it is "Wildlife Management" land. We have seen a deer or two but that's about all. Today we followed the familiar trails until we came to the farthest point we have made on foot...but would we "boldly go where no Selke has gone before?"
For sure! We followed the trail around a curve and found ourselves winding through some trees to a sudden descent. Walter hesitated before slowly manoeuvering the rutted path down to the river. I think it is the Shell River that winds through forest, golf course, under a bridge and towards the North Saskatchewan River towards Prince Albert.
Tracks took us along the shoreline a ways, then abruptly stopped at the water. With only four to six inches flowing in the river this fall, Walter steered into the lazy current and we went across to the other side, where more sandy shoreline wound. Soon we came to where beavers had attempted to dam the flow and decided to turn back the way we had come.
Up and away we flew, finding new paths and following the basic direction of the river. Certain areas had washed out at some point this year and new side trails could be seen that we opted to take. Up, down, around and northwest we drove. We stopped at a scenic to take pictures.
Although the quad ran well and handled fine, we didn't take too much risk, but stayed on well worn trails and kept the sun's location in mind. We spooked a deer ahead of us. We heard a raven call. Otherwise it was a quiet and beautiful ride alone among the birch and pines.
Just when I began to wonder if we knew where we were and if we would meet up with that main sandy trail again, we did!
I felt a little guilty as we entered the parking lot. It is a Monday afternoon and the office staff and printshop guys and Tribal Trails crew were all diligently tending to their work. Walter and I were taking a day off! The sense of guilt turned into thanksgiving as we looked at each other's wind-reddened and smiling faces! God has provided an ideal opportunity and a modest machine for us to enjoy the amazing autumn day.
THANK YOU, LORD!
Walter revved the engine and got the feel for the open road. The new-to-us vehicle rode well and handled the bumps and unexpected turns with ease. A grin brightened his face as the powerful four-wheel drive picked up speed and he veered for the sand trail.
THE SAND TRAIL?
"Adventures with Walter" continue as we went off-road on our newly acquired Honda Quad ATV!
Just before noon today, a friend delivered his used quad to us and we made the transaction. No sooner had our friend pulled away from the lot, than Walter said, "Let's go!" I ran into our suite and put on an extra layer before climbing up on the passenger seat. Walter straddled the machine, turned the key and pressed the ignition button. It growled to life and we wheeled - okay, maybe we just accelerated gradually - as Walter got the feel for it! I gripped the handles and rested my arms on the padded armrest. As the wind blew my hair back, I pulled up the hood of my bunnyhug and raised my face to enjoy the fresh breeze. What a glorious day!
The trails north of the headquarters compound outside of Prince Albert lead into a maze in the forest. We have walked along various trails and have met folks on ATV or dune buggy contraptions back there over the summer. A brown and gold sign at the beginning of the main trail informs adventurers that it is "Wildlife Management" land. We have seen a deer or two but that's about all. Today we followed the familiar trails until we came to the farthest point we have made on foot...but would we "boldly go where no Selke has gone before?"
For sure! We followed the trail around a curve and found ourselves winding through some trees to a sudden descent. Walter hesitated before slowly manoeuvering the rutted path down to the river. I think it is the Shell River that winds through forest, golf course, under a bridge and towards the North Saskatchewan River towards Prince Albert.
Up and away we flew, finding new paths and following the basic direction of the river. Certain areas had washed out at some point this year and new side trails could be seen that we opted to take. Up, down, around and northwest we drove. We stopped at a scenic to take pictures.
Although the quad ran well and handled fine, we didn't take too much risk, but stayed on well worn trails and kept the sun's location in mind. We spooked a deer ahead of us. We heard a raven call. Otherwise it was a quiet and beautiful ride alone among the birch and pines.
Just when I began to wonder if we knew where we were and if we would meet up with that main sandy trail again, we did!
I felt a little guilty as we entered the parking lot. It is a Monday afternoon and the office staff and printshop guys and Tribal Trails crew were all diligently tending to their work. Walter and I were taking a day off! The sense of guilt turned into thanksgiving as we looked at each other's wind-reddened and smiling faces! God has provided an ideal opportunity and a modest machine for us to enjoy the amazing autumn day.
THANK YOU, LORD!
Saturday 30 September 2017
Slowing down...
Walter got hit with a nasty cold and he had no choice but to slow down this week.
He would rally to make it to the morning chapel, drag himself to the office to deal with some emails and phone calls. He coughed and sneezed his way through and finally would give in and go back to our suite a few yards from the office building.
In support of Walter's healing and need for rest, the office staff posted a sign:
Tough love is hard to take, but eventually Walter got the hint and took a couple afternoons off!
In the meantime, I had some new things to learn and a full-day meeting to be engaged in as I learn the role of Personnel Coordinator for NCEM. The previous person retired about 8-10 months ago and we've had no replacement until I stepped into the role in September. Walter put in place a candidate coordinator who is new to that role, as well and I will work with Andrew to manage the paperwork and process from the office. (Andrew and his wife live in Alberta and can do much by email and phone in connecting with inquiries and new applicants.)
It was a busy week for us, in spite of sickness. I had made a pot of chicken soup Tuesday and someone gave us homemade borscht Wednesday, so Walter was well taken care of in the soup department! We had plenty of fruit and orange juice, so Walter loaded up on the vitamin C in his diet. With some echinacea tea in his mug, Walter nursed that cold until Thursday afternoon he finally felt it break. I was so glad to see him looking more perky and energetic. We decided he needed some fresh air and took a lovely walk off the headquarters property on the amazing forest trails.
Apart from a residual cough, Walter is on the mend. Just in time for the trip he and the other two gentleman on the Executive Team, Jason and Bob, who will fly together to Spokane for a leadership coaching time. I am praying my dear husband will not have sinus/ear pain when flying and will be healthy and alert to take in all he can at these sessions on leadership.
On the home front, Daniel is gearing up for the curling season. His new team looks promising and eager to practice. They will begin league curling soon - they've already thrown some rocks to get the feel for the ice and to gel as a team in new positions. Daniel is skip and in his quiet way is a strong, confident leader. We know one teammate but not the two new additions, brothers Daniel had connections with through the University of Regina back when he gave Business Administration a run!
Mark and Amy are skirting their mobile home and mouse-proofing before they move in. Amy has already begun piano lessons and has a dozen students, I believe. "Selke Studios" is even on Google maps, so the country location can be found more easily!
Caylea had the opportunity to speak in chapel yesterday at Nipawin Bible College. We had thought about going to hear her, but on second thought, felt she would be more free to share from her heart without her parents present. Her friend, Hope sent us a picture of Caylea speaking, and our friends messaged us that they heard Caylea's testimony and commented, "She had us laughing and crying...love that girl!" We're so proud of her, being willing to share what God has done through her cancer journey. We know He is not finished yet (Philippians 1:6).
God is good! If nothing else is learned in our own journey of parenting, ministry, sickness and leadership, we have grown in our experience and understanding that GOD IS GOOD! He does not change, He is faithful, He is loving and gracious...He is just in ALL His ways. The Bible says so and we haven't been disappointed by His promises, ever!
Have a good weekend, my friends.
Walter got hit with a nasty cold and he had no choice but to slow down this week.
He would rally to make it to the morning chapel, drag himself to the office to deal with some emails and phone calls. He coughed and sneezed his way through and finally would give in and go back to our suite a few yards from the office building.
In support of Walter's healing and need for rest, the office staff posted a sign:
In the meantime, I had some new things to learn and a full-day meeting to be engaged in as I learn the role of Personnel Coordinator for NCEM. The previous person retired about 8-10 months ago and we've had no replacement until I stepped into the role in September. Walter put in place a candidate coordinator who is new to that role, as well and I will work with Andrew to manage the paperwork and process from the office. (Andrew and his wife live in Alberta and can do much by email and phone in connecting with inquiries and new applicants.)
It was a busy week for us, in spite of sickness. I had made a pot of chicken soup Tuesday and someone gave us homemade borscht Wednesday, so Walter was well taken care of in the soup department! We had plenty of fruit and orange juice, so Walter loaded up on the vitamin C in his diet. With some echinacea tea in his mug, Walter nursed that cold until Thursday afternoon he finally felt it break. I was so glad to see him looking more perky and energetic. We decided he needed some fresh air and took a lovely walk off the headquarters property on the amazing forest trails.
On the home front, Daniel is gearing up for the curling season. His new team looks promising and eager to practice. They will begin league curling soon - they've already thrown some rocks to get the feel for the ice and to gel as a team in new positions. Daniel is skip and in his quiet way is a strong, confident leader. We know one teammate but not the two new additions, brothers Daniel had connections with through the University of Regina back when he gave Business Administration a run!
Mark and Amy are skirting their mobile home and mouse-proofing before they move in. Amy has already begun piano lessons and has a dozen students, I believe. "Selke Studios" is even on Google maps, so the country location can be found more easily!
Caylea had the opportunity to speak in chapel yesterday at Nipawin Bible College. We had thought about going to hear her, but on second thought, felt she would be more free to share from her heart without her parents present. Her friend, Hope sent us a picture of Caylea speaking, and our friends messaged us that they heard Caylea's testimony and commented, "She had us laughing and crying...love that girl!" We're so proud of her, being willing to share what God has done through her cancer journey. We know He is not finished yet (Philippians 1:6).
God is good! If nothing else is learned in our own journey of parenting, ministry, sickness and leadership, we have grown in our experience and understanding that GOD IS GOOD! He does not change, He is faithful, He is loving and gracious...He is just in ALL His ways. The Bible says so and we haven't been disappointed by His promises, ever!
Have a good weekend, my friends.
Saturday 23 September 2017
The leaves were still and the two flags hung completely straight down along the flagpoles.
A lone fisherman's boat floated on the calm waters of Last Mountain Lake. A few gulls dipped and glided across the surface and soared high again. It was a perfect picture of serenity.
With this backdrop, over forty of the Healing Hearts Ministries missionary staff and families gathered for refreshment and worship. We have nearly outgrown the facility for indoor accommodations as we have grown in numbers.
Arlene set up tables and displayed the new coffee mugs, water bottles, t-shirts and hoodies that Walter calls the HHM "swag"! We set up a registration table in the dining hall across from the swag tables. Gina Marie and I filled small gift bags with candies and pens and notepads for all the guests for the week. Others were setting up chairs and rearranging the lodge fireside room for our meetings.
A warm, garlicky aroma wafted from the kitchen as supper was being prepared by the cooking staff of the camp.
Soon the backdoor opened to the dining hall and voices echoed in greeting. We moved towards the first of the guests to arrive and hugged and welcomed them! Several arrived right at 4 pm and others trickled in as the afternoon wore on. Folks settled in to their rooms and the visiting began in earnest. Each year at the conference, Walter and I are always like parents so happy the "family" is coming home for a reunion. It thrills our hearts to see the staff we have known so well over the years now share with each other like old friends.
Supper was a noisy affair and it was difficult to break into the fellowship with announcements. But our first service was to start at 7 pm and we needed to begin that process of herding the crew into the fireside room.
Our speaker was Dr. Sam Berg, experienced as a pastor and professor of counselling at Briercrest Bible College and Seminary. Two of our staff graduated with their Masters degrees under his direction and instruction. I had taken one of his classes on "Family Systems Theory" back when I thought of pursuing a degree in counselling, as well. So he is someone many of us know and we looked forward to his messages.
A new element we added to our schedule was a Talent Show Friday night. We had the most numbers present that evening and 15 acts signed up to perform their wonders. Bob M.C.'d with great wit and clever segueways. Everything from five year old boys break-dancing to some musical numbers to card tricks and a dramatic reading of "Green Eggs and Ham". The funniest acts were two separate missionaries telling common fairy tales with a twist... "Prindercella and the Sandsome Hince" and a tongue twister version of "Little Red Riding Hood" that I can't even spell! We laughed until we cried!
The evening was capped by the explosion of fireworks! The rain we had Friday stopped in time for a couple of the men to set up the fireworks along the beach and we all watched from the deck above. A wonderful end to a special time together.
To end the three day conference, we had a prayer group time and then a final service. Our childcare providers were the drama team "UpsideDown Productions", and they treated us to their first performance of the drama they will be presenting on tour. We closed with Walter sharing a few words on the grace Jesus extended to Judas even at that last supper. We all shared in the bread and cup, knowing we are also undeserving recipients of His grace.
After the good byes and clean up, I took one last look at the peaceful lake scene, yellow and orange leaves framing the window view.
Another conference has ended and the Lord met with us.
A lone fisherman's boat floated on the calm waters of Last Mountain Lake. A few gulls dipped and glided across the surface and soared high again. It was a perfect picture of serenity.
With this backdrop, over forty of the Healing Hearts Ministries missionary staff and families gathered for refreshment and worship. We have nearly outgrown the facility for indoor accommodations as we have grown in numbers.
Arlene set up tables and displayed the new coffee mugs, water bottles, t-shirts and hoodies that Walter calls the HHM "swag"! We set up a registration table in the dining hall across from the swag tables. Gina Marie and I filled small gift bags with candies and pens and notepads for all the guests for the week. Others were setting up chairs and rearranging the lodge fireside room for our meetings.
A warm, garlicky aroma wafted from the kitchen as supper was being prepared by the cooking staff of the camp.
Soon the backdoor opened to the dining hall and voices echoed in greeting. We moved towards the first of the guests to arrive and hugged and welcomed them! Several arrived right at 4 pm and others trickled in as the afternoon wore on. Folks settled in to their rooms and the visiting began in earnest. Each year at the conference, Walter and I are always like parents so happy the "family" is coming home for a reunion. It thrills our hearts to see the staff we have known so well over the years now share with each other like old friends.
Supper was a noisy affair and it was difficult to break into the fellowship with announcements. But our first service was to start at 7 pm and we needed to begin that process of herding the crew into the fireside room.
Our speaker was Dr. Sam Berg, experienced as a pastor and professor of counselling at Briercrest Bible College and Seminary. Two of our staff graduated with their Masters degrees under his direction and instruction. I had taken one of his classes on "Family Systems Theory" back when I thought of pursuing a degree in counselling, as well. So he is someone many of us know and we looked forward to his messages.
A new element we added to our schedule was a Talent Show Friday night. We had the most numbers present that evening and 15 acts signed up to perform their wonders. Bob M.C.'d with great wit and clever segueways. Everything from five year old boys break-dancing to some musical numbers to card tricks and a dramatic reading of "Green Eggs and Ham". The funniest acts were two separate missionaries telling common fairy tales with a twist... "Prindercella and the Sandsome Hince" and a tongue twister version of "Little Red Riding Hood" that I can't even spell! We laughed until we cried!
The evening was capped by the explosion of fireworks! The rain we had Friday stopped in time for a couple of the men to set up the fireworks along the beach and we all watched from the deck above. A wonderful end to a special time together.
To end the three day conference, we had a prayer group time and then a final service. Our childcare providers were the drama team "UpsideDown Productions", and they treated us to their first performance of the drama they will be presenting on tour. We closed with Walter sharing a few words on the grace Jesus extended to Judas even at that last supper. We all shared in the bread and cup, knowing we are also undeserving recipients of His grace.
After the good byes and clean up, I took one last look at the peaceful lake scene, yellow and orange leaves framing the window view.
Another conference has ended and the Lord met with us.
Saturday 16 September 2017
This week I have been a tourist, a hostess, a listener, a prayer warrior.
I have been to the Royal Museum of Natural History.
I have cooked roast moose and Yorkshire pudding; roast chicken, mashed potatoes & stuffing; lemon coconut dessert and soft molasses cookies!
I have been studying a new devotional book entitled, " A Place of Quiet Rest" and focusing on listening to what God is saying to me. After two or three days, I finally felt like I had shed some of the clutter and could tune in to God's voice.
Praying. Keeping in a spirit of prayer throughout the day. Interceding about all kinds of prayers and requests. Praying without ceasing.
Tomorrow, our HHM Regina team is meeting after church for the first fall get together to pray and plan. I feel excited about the new season of ministry!
And tonight I read about Jonah. I was so struck in the first six verses of the book that you just cannot flee from the presence of the Lord. Psalm 139 backs that truth by asking the questions: "Where shall I go from your spirit? Or where shall I flee from our presence?"
Tonight, I feel safe as a child of God.
It is wonderful to rest in His presence!
I have been to the Royal Museum of Natural History.
I have cooked roast moose and Yorkshire pudding; roast chicken, mashed potatoes & stuffing; lemon coconut dessert and soft molasses cookies!
I have been studying a new devotional book entitled, " A Place of Quiet Rest" and focusing on listening to what God is saying to me. After two or three days, I finally felt like I had shed some of the clutter and could tune in to God's voice.
Praying. Keeping in a spirit of prayer throughout the day. Interceding about all kinds of prayers and requests. Praying without ceasing.
Tomorrow, our HHM Regina team is meeting after church for the first fall get together to pray and plan. I feel excited about the new season of ministry!
And tonight I read about Jonah. I was so struck in the first six verses of the book that you just cannot flee from the presence of the Lord. Psalm 139 backs that truth by asking the questions: "Where shall I go from your spirit? Or where shall I flee from our presence?"
Tonight, I feel safe as a child of God.
It is wonderful to rest in His presence!
Wednesday 13 September 2017
Leaves swirled along the sidewalk as we stirred them up by our steps. Hand in hand, we crossed Dewdney Avenue and cut across the hospital parking lot to the main entrance. I took a deep breath as the doors automatically parted for us to enter. We had walking into the Allan Blair Cancer Clinic many times in the past 16 months but today seemed to be crucial somehow.
Our daughter joined us in the waiting room and we sat in soft upholstered chairs facing the television. We chatted about random things. Patients came and went as nurses with charts called out names. Finally, Caylea's name was called and we waited while her weight and blood pressure were measured by the nurse, Cory. Then we walked down the hall to room number 9.
Cory asked a few questions, especially about Caylea's trip to Europe. As Caylea gave a brief answer, the nurse smiled and commented that Caylea looked happy. She was genuinely glad for the experience Caylea had.
Then Cory left and promised that Dr. Iqbal would be in shortly. We sat, waiting, gazing around the white room, not really noticing the posters or charts or equipment. A quick rap on the door and the familiar bearded face greeted us. The oncologist smiled as he shook all of our hands and sat on the examination table.
He asked how Caylea has been, how was her trip to Europe. How are the side effects? Caylea answered calmly and clearly. I could see how her confidence had grown in dealing with a situation and a professional that used to be intimidating.
And then the question we had been dying to have answered: when would these treatments be over?
Dr. Iqbal looked down at his sheets of paper stapled neatly in the top left corner. One more course of Interferon, he read. He would prescribe one more cycle, which would take her into mid-October. Although at Caylea's last appointment the doctor had said maybe she would be done by the end of September, he was recommending she finish the full 12 months.
Relief and disappointment crossed our daughter's face, reflecting our own emotions. But one more month would go by quickly, we hoped, and then recovery. He went to say he would order a CT scan for November and then have her come in for a follow up appointment in December. If all was clear, he would be releasing Caylea back to her family doctor's care. Yes, the end of this part of the journey was in sight!
Caylea waited for the next blood work requisition and her prescription. She didn't really need us to wait with her so we said our good-bye. She was planning to go shopping with her Auntie Karen, visiting from Alberta, right after the appointment, so we left her there.
Walking out through the lobby again, I felt such a sense of thankfulness and awareness of God's sustaining power. How many times I had walked out those doors, to bring the car up and drive a shivering, shaking, pale girl back home after treatment! Today, we exited the clinic and headed out the main doors, knowing we may only come back once more in December.
The sun felt warm but the September air had that fall chill. A whole year ago we began the treatment regimen and God had seen us through.
THANK YOU, LORD!
Our daughter joined us in the waiting room and we sat in soft upholstered chairs facing the television. We chatted about random things. Patients came and went as nurses with charts called out names. Finally, Caylea's name was called and we waited while her weight and blood pressure were measured by the nurse, Cory. Then we walked down the hall to room number 9.
Cory asked a few questions, especially about Caylea's trip to Europe. As Caylea gave a brief answer, the nurse smiled and commented that Caylea looked happy. She was genuinely glad for the experience Caylea had.
Then Cory left and promised that Dr. Iqbal would be in shortly. We sat, waiting, gazing around the white room, not really noticing the posters or charts or equipment. A quick rap on the door and the familiar bearded face greeted us. The oncologist smiled as he shook all of our hands and sat on the examination table.
He asked how Caylea has been, how was her trip to Europe. How are the side effects? Caylea answered calmly and clearly. I could see how her confidence had grown in dealing with a situation and a professional that used to be intimidating.
And then the question we had been dying to have answered: when would these treatments be over?
Dr. Iqbal looked down at his sheets of paper stapled neatly in the top left corner. One more course of Interferon, he read. He would prescribe one more cycle, which would take her into mid-October. Although at Caylea's last appointment the doctor had said maybe she would be done by the end of September, he was recommending she finish the full 12 months.
Relief and disappointment crossed our daughter's face, reflecting our own emotions. But one more month would go by quickly, we hoped, and then recovery. He went to say he would order a CT scan for November and then have her come in for a follow up appointment in December. If all was clear, he would be releasing Caylea back to her family doctor's care. Yes, the end of this part of the journey was in sight!
Caylea waited for the next blood work requisition and her prescription. She didn't really need us to wait with her so we said our good-bye. She was planning to go shopping with her Auntie Karen, visiting from Alberta, right after the appointment, so we left her there.
Walking out through the lobby again, I felt such a sense of thankfulness and awareness of God's sustaining power. How many times I had walked out those doors, to bring the car up and drive a shivering, shaking, pale girl back home after treatment! Today, we exited the clinic and headed out the main doors, knowing we may only come back once more in December.
The sun felt warm but the September air had that fall chill. A whole year ago we began the treatment regimen and God had seen us through.
THANK YOU, LORD!
Monday 11 September 2017
I've been home for over a week now and have done some intentional things to ground myself again.
To back up to last Friday, after our daughter checked out the NCEM headquarters, we were driving the four hour trip to Regina when we got a call. My Auntie Verna passed away.
Our next week's schedule changed.
We connected with our Healing Hearts Regina staff and activities. After the scattered routines of summer, it was very good to catch up with our coworkers and plan for the upcoming 23rd anniversary of Healing Hearts Ministries on September 10. Also, my cousin asked if my sister Paula and I would join her singing group, "The Kindred Spirits", to sing at Auntie Verna's memorial service on Friday. So that confirmed I would stay home all week to I could practice with the other ladies and be prepared for Friday. Walter went up Wednesday for his Executive meeting (I usually take the minutes for the meeting but another could do that). He spoke in chapel also and took care of business in the office before driving home Thursday afternoon. Wow, what a guy!
While Walter was away, I took that time to do some "me" stuff, like going to Curves, starting a new devotional study book, practiced some music for the funeral and for Sunday's anniversary service. I got to have a coffee with a friend, too. It was nice to relax and not be on the road.
Friday morning, Walter, Caylea and I drove down to Radville, about an hour and a half south of Regina. I enjoyed the drive in the country, past the turn-offs for my other relatives' farms and small towns. Combines were running. Harvest time in Saskatchewan is always special to Walter and myself as we are country folk at heart!
We were there in plenty of time to relax, visit a little and be prepared for the service. It was a nice service, and our musical part went well. Auntie Verna was one of four sisters in my Dad's family. She was a hard-working farm wife, and she would keep my sister and myself during summer when our Dad had to work. I remember her amazing meals, picking raspberries and peas in the garden, playing with cousin Julie - she had the coolest Barbies and knew all the latest songs. I was especially glad to see and chat briefly with lots of cousins.
My step mom, Dinah, drove down with her son, Lance. She had been a great friend with Auntie Verna, even before she had married Dad. They grew up in the same area, curled together; in later years they were golf buddies and would visit in each others homes back and forth, particularly after they had both lost their husbands. Dinah found it a tough funeral and Caylea made sure she was okay. After we had finished lunch and had our fill of chatter and heat, we gave Dinah a ride back to the city. It was good to debrief and reminisce after a family event; that is our Sanders way!
Saturday we got up and went to participate in the "Work Day" at HHM. We cleaned and sorted and did two dump runs to prepare for the anniversary. The place looked amazing inside and out by 3 pm. We were so encouraged by the enthusiastic crew that showed up!
Sunday we celebrated with a good number at the service. Gina Marie, Caylea, Keziah and I played and sang the song "By Faith", written by Keith and Kristen Gettys. Walter preached on Vision and Intimacy with God, kind of an odd combination for a sermon but it fit with where we have been and where we continue to see God leading. Again, we were blessed and encouraged by those who came and pitched in for the service and the BBQ to follow. It was a bit breezy, but we ate outside.
Now today...Monday! A true day off. We are staying home this week, as well, with Caylea's oncologist appointment on Wednesday, company coming for the weekend and preparations for our HHM staff conference in 10 days.
Take a breath. I feel like today is a processing day. Grief, memories, celebrations, future dreams and plans...and uncertainty with Caylea's treatments and upcoming scans to see how she is doing after one year of Interferon.
Good thing we have the Lord who knows our way, who knows our needs and who loves us with an everlasting love.
To back up to last Friday, after our daughter checked out the NCEM headquarters, we were driving the four hour trip to Regina when we got a call. My Auntie Verna passed away.
Our next week's schedule changed.
We connected with our Healing Hearts Regina staff and activities. After the scattered routines of summer, it was very good to catch up with our coworkers and plan for the upcoming 23rd anniversary of Healing Hearts Ministries on September 10. Also, my cousin asked if my sister Paula and I would join her singing group, "The Kindred Spirits", to sing at Auntie Verna's memorial service on Friday. So that confirmed I would stay home all week to I could practice with the other ladies and be prepared for Friday. Walter went up Wednesday for his Executive meeting (I usually take the minutes for the meeting but another could do that). He spoke in chapel also and took care of business in the office before driving home Thursday afternoon. Wow, what a guy!
While Walter was away, I took that time to do some "me" stuff, like going to Curves, starting a new devotional study book, practiced some music for the funeral and for Sunday's anniversary service. I got to have a coffee with a friend, too. It was nice to relax and not be on the road.
Friday morning, Walter, Caylea and I drove down to Radville, about an hour and a half south of Regina. I enjoyed the drive in the country, past the turn-offs for my other relatives' farms and small towns. Combines were running. Harvest time in Saskatchewan is always special to Walter and myself as we are country folk at heart!
We were there in plenty of time to relax, visit a little and be prepared for the service. It was a nice service, and our musical part went well. Auntie Verna was one of four sisters in my Dad's family. She was a hard-working farm wife, and she would keep my sister and myself during summer when our Dad had to work. I remember her amazing meals, picking raspberries and peas in the garden, playing with cousin Julie - she had the coolest Barbies and knew all the latest songs. I was especially glad to see and chat briefly with lots of cousins.
My step mom, Dinah, drove down with her son, Lance. She had been a great friend with Auntie Verna, even before she had married Dad. They grew up in the same area, curled together; in later years they were golf buddies and would visit in each others homes back and forth, particularly after they had both lost their husbands. Dinah found it a tough funeral and Caylea made sure she was okay. After we had finished lunch and had our fill of chatter and heat, we gave Dinah a ride back to the city. It was good to debrief and reminisce after a family event; that is our Sanders way!
Saturday we got up and went to participate in the "Work Day" at HHM. We cleaned and sorted and did two dump runs to prepare for the anniversary. The place looked amazing inside and out by 3 pm. We were so encouraged by the enthusiastic crew that showed up!
Sunday we celebrated with a good number at the service. Gina Marie, Caylea, Keziah and I played and sang the song "By Faith", written by Keith and Kristen Gettys. Walter preached on Vision and Intimacy with God, kind of an odd combination for a sermon but it fit with where we have been and where we continue to see God leading. Again, we were blessed and encouraged by those who came and pitched in for the service and the BBQ to follow. It was a bit breezy, but we ate outside.
Now today...Monday! A true day off. We are staying home this week, as well, with Caylea's oncologist appointment on Wednesday, company coming for the weekend and preparations for our HHM staff conference in 10 days.
Take a breath. I feel like today is a processing day. Grief, memories, celebrations, future dreams and plans...and uncertainty with Caylea's treatments and upcoming scans to see how she is doing after one year of Interferon.
Good thing we have the Lord who knows our way, who knows our needs and who loves us with an everlasting love.
Saturday 2 September 2017
Have we been living a double life?
Sometimes I feel like I am leading a double life. Our home and ministry in Regina has been our base, our reality for 28 years. For me, it has been 30 years since I graduated from Nipawin Bible Institute and made my way into First Nations community to serve. We have been married and established our family here.
In the past six or seven years, the ministry of Healing Hearts has grown beyond Regina...to Nipawin, SK, Dallas, MB and Big Valley, AB. And our retired evangelical sister, Gisela, has taken the Healing Hearts model and spirit to Germany! So our life has expanded to the prairie provinces of Canada.
Now since March, Walter and I have packed our bags and been developing a new reality in Prince Albert. Our involvement has meant adapting to a more organized and mature mission body, with traditions and history that is both rich and settled. We go from a fairly relaxed ministry environment with HHM to a more formal culture with NCEM.
Yesterday, our daughter Caylea came up to Prince Albert to visit some friends. We invited her to tour the NCEM office, print shop and Tribal Trails department. I was so excited to have her see our new reality and meet the folks we work with these days. Literally, I watched the clock in my office; finally, I went to town (about 10 minute drive) to do some errands and visit our bookstore manager, Lydia in Prince Albert. I could hardly wait for Caylea to arrive!
At just after 3 pm, Caylea walked in the main office, past the reception desk and around the corner to where Walter and I have our office spaces. It was like linking our two worlds as we introduced her to the various financial workers, toured her around the printshop and finally brought her into the Tribal Trails TV studio. Many of them have prayed for Caylea, as we shared her cancer journey and her recent trip to Europe. She engaged them well and it warmed my heart to see our new coworkers connect with our family.
The last part of our grand tour of the NCEM Headquarters was our little suite. Walter had to take a phone call, so I led her across the parking lot to the mobile home trailer to the west of the office building. She immediately opened the bathroom door, all the cupboard doors, even the fridge! She explored in the bedroom, and I commented, "Boy, you're a snoopy Gus!" Her reply, "I love checking out houses and apartments!" A girl after my own heart!
In chatting with some of the staff, mostly she joked that she wanted to check out whether we were really "working" when we went away for several days at a time! She was impressed with her Dad's spacious office, even putting her feet up on his desk! We laughed a lot.
With Caylea's visit and tour, it helped link our two worlds. Our family and our ministry roots in Regina are such an integral part of who we are. And now we are learning so much more!
Maybe someday, our Healing Hearts reality will meet NCEM ~ now that might be an experience!
Sometimes I feel like I am leading a double life. Our home and ministry in Regina has been our base, our reality for 28 years. For me, it has been 30 years since I graduated from Nipawin Bible Institute and made my way into First Nations community to serve. We have been married and established our family here.
In the past six or seven years, the ministry of Healing Hearts has grown beyond Regina...to Nipawin, SK, Dallas, MB and Big Valley, AB. And our retired evangelical sister, Gisela, has taken the Healing Hearts model and spirit to Germany! So our life has expanded to the prairie provinces of Canada.
Now since March, Walter and I have packed our bags and been developing a new reality in Prince Albert. Our involvement has meant adapting to a more organized and mature mission body, with traditions and history that is both rich and settled. We go from a fairly relaxed ministry environment with HHM to a more formal culture with NCEM.
Yesterday, our daughter Caylea came up to Prince Albert to visit some friends. We invited her to tour the NCEM office, print shop and Tribal Trails department. I was so excited to have her see our new reality and meet the folks we work with these days. Literally, I watched the clock in my office; finally, I went to town (about 10 minute drive) to do some errands and visit our bookstore manager, Lydia in Prince Albert. I could hardly wait for Caylea to arrive!
At just after 3 pm, Caylea walked in the main office, past the reception desk and around the corner to where Walter and I have our office spaces. It was like linking our two worlds as we introduced her to the various financial workers, toured her around the printshop and finally brought her into the Tribal Trails TV studio. Many of them have prayed for Caylea, as we shared her cancer journey and her recent trip to Europe. She engaged them well and it warmed my heart to see our new coworkers connect with our family.
The last part of our grand tour of the NCEM Headquarters was our little suite. Walter had to take a phone call, so I led her across the parking lot to the mobile home trailer to the west of the office building. She immediately opened the bathroom door, all the cupboard doors, even the fridge! She explored in the bedroom, and I commented, "Boy, you're a snoopy Gus!" Her reply, "I love checking out houses and apartments!" A girl after my own heart!
In chatting with some of the staff, mostly she joked that she wanted to check out whether we were really "working" when we went away for several days at a time! She was impressed with her Dad's spacious office, even putting her feet up on his desk! We laughed a lot.
With Caylea's visit and tour, it helped link our two worlds. Our family and our ministry roots in Regina are such an integral part of who we are. And now we are learning so much more!
Maybe someday, our Healing Hearts reality will meet NCEM ~ now that might be an experience!
Monday 28 August 2017
One hundred people milled in the meeting room, voices rising as greetings and conversations grew in number and intensity. The M.C. of the day attempted to draw their attention but with little affect. Soon, a few caught on and sat down; others stopped talking and quickly followed suit.
Happy sounds of missionaries visiting!
Walter was the M.C., using his loud voice to project over the other ninety-nine equally vocal ministers and preachers. With a wide grin, Walter addressed the group for the first time as their new General Director. A little nervousness and a lot of joy filled Walter as he welcomed the NCEM staff from as far as Ft. McPherson, NWT and Whitehorse, YT to Cumberland Bay, NB! One single woman and her adopted Inuit daughter also joined the gathering from Purvungnituk, PQ! This was an exciting occasion that only happens once every three years.
To look out over the crowd was an amazing privilege. To communicate the love for the mission family and the vision for First Nations ministry was the desire both of us had as we met with these dear folks. The butterflies settled down as we recognized so many faces and were met with smiles of encouragement and support. The week started off positively.
I was also privileged to be "up front"and lead or co-lead the worship times. Having practiced with Rollie and Sue at the Headquarters back in June, we had met for a brief warm-up before this session. I enjoyed making music with the team and was so blessed to hear the folks singing their hearts out and raising their hands in praise! The rich harmonies and glorious volume filled the room and filled my heart; God was here.
Some of the conference had been pre-planned before we came on the scene of leading NCEM. So the speaker and some of the schedule was in place. But clearly God had been pre-planning because the messages by Tim Whatley of Ethnos, Canada, were right on! He spoke four times on a Servant's Heart and the truths in Scripture of serving in missionary work as sincere and humble servants. He reminded us of our call, of the sacrifice and of the need to be teachable and correctable as leaders. With his wife, Kathy also at this conference, we listened raptly to the tales of their missionary service in Indonesia and how Jesus redeemed a village. It was riveting and inspiring.
We also heard reports from the various Bible camps, Tribal Trails and FirstStory Ministry as only a portion of the missionary outreach strategies to reach First Nations. I personally felt more connected as we listened to the latest lives being impacted by the Gospel. That never gets old!
By the closing service, we were becoming tired out and ready to head home. But again, the Lord gave a special communion time and the opportunity for Walter and myself to show our longing to be servants to the NCEM family. Walter knew from early on that the Lord was asking us to wash our former director's feet, along with his wife's, as part of the ceremony. This is not a tradition common to our group, nor to our own ministry experience. But in John 13, Jesus powerfully demonstrates His heart to serve and our calling to follow His example. Through tears, we knelt before them and washed their feet. I looked up and both of them were also openly weeping. May this be an impactful moment that inspires our staff to go and do likewise.
There were hard conversations and many side meetings throughout the conference. Some are not thrilled with the new directions Walter and our executive team are introducing. Some are looking forward to a future of fresh ideas and opportunities.
"By Faith to Establish Strong, Indigenous, Multiplying Churches" ~ may God empower us to be faithful in this calling!
Happy sounds of missionaries visiting!
Walter was the M.C., using his loud voice to project over the other ninety-nine equally vocal ministers and preachers. With a wide grin, Walter addressed the group for the first time as their new General Director. A little nervousness and a lot of joy filled Walter as he welcomed the NCEM staff from as far as Ft. McPherson, NWT and Whitehorse, YT to Cumberland Bay, NB! One single woman and her adopted Inuit daughter also joined the gathering from Purvungnituk, PQ! This was an exciting occasion that only happens once every three years.
To look out over the crowd was an amazing privilege. To communicate the love for the mission family and the vision for First Nations ministry was the desire both of us had as we met with these dear folks. The butterflies settled down as we recognized so many faces and were met with smiles of encouragement and support. The week started off positively.
I was also privileged to be "up front"and lead or co-lead the worship times. Having practiced with Rollie and Sue at the Headquarters back in June, we had met for a brief warm-up before this session. I enjoyed making music with the team and was so blessed to hear the folks singing their hearts out and raising their hands in praise! The rich harmonies and glorious volume filled the room and filled my heart; God was here.
Some of the conference had been pre-planned before we came on the scene of leading NCEM. So the speaker and some of the schedule was in place. But clearly God had been pre-planning because the messages by Tim Whatley of Ethnos, Canada, were right on! He spoke four times on a Servant's Heart and the truths in Scripture of serving in missionary work as sincere and humble servants. He reminded us of our call, of the sacrifice and of the need to be teachable and correctable as leaders. With his wife, Kathy also at this conference, we listened raptly to the tales of their missionary service in Indonesia and how Jesus redeemed a village. It was riveting and inspiring.
We also heard reports from the various Bible camps, Tribal Trails and FirstStory Ministry as only a portion of the missionary outreach strategies to reach First Nations. I personally felt more connected as we listened to the latest lives being impacted by the Gospel. That never gets old!
By the closing service, we were becoming tired out and ready to head home. But again, the Lord gave a special communion time and the opportunity for Walter and myself to show our longing to be servants to the NCEM family. Walter knew from early on that the Lord was asking us to wash our former director's feet, along with his wife's, as part of the ceremony. This is not a tradition common to our group, nor to our own ministry experience. But in John 13, Jesus powerfully demonstrates His heart to serve and our calling to follow His example. Through tears, we knelt before them and washed their feet. I looked up and both of them were also openly weeping. May this be an impactful moment that inspires our staff to go and do likewise.
There were hard conversations and many side meetings throughout the conference. Some are not thrilled with the new directions Walter and our executive team are introducing. Some are looking forward to a future of fresh ideas and opportunities.
"By Faith to Establish Strong, Indigenous, Multiplying Churches" ~ may God empower us to be faithful in this calling!
Wednesday 16 August 2017
I stifled a yawn while Caylea clicked from one picture to another on her laptop and her cellphone. She was the one with jet lag and I felt exhausted!
With great expression and animation, Caylea described her tour from Germany, to setting foot in Switzerland for about 20 minutes, then on to Paris, France and to London, England. The tour ended in Ayr, Scotland with a tour of a castle and a walk on the beach. A train ride back to England and they flew Icelandic Air to Minneapolis.
Although tired and yet confused as to when to go to bed and when to eat, she doesn't seem too worse for the wear. God blessed her and kept her safe and healthy. (She did admit to having a couple bad nights and missing the Vimy Ridge afternoon to sleep.) Tomorrow will be a quiet day around here.
It was a wonderful evening, as Caylea chatted on the phone with her Dad, who was up in Prince Albert; Daniel also dropped by and compared his Paris experience. I am so thankful for the opportunities they can share. I am a happy Mom!
I had taken a picture of her today with her souvenirs lined up on the dining room table, but she forbid me from posting it on Facebook. So I will use another for this blog...
With great expression and animation, Caylea described her tour from Germany, to setting foot in Switzerland for about 20 minutes, then on to Paris, France and to London, England. The tour ended in Ayr, Scotland with a tour of a castle and a walk on the beach. A train ride back to England and they flew Icelandic Air to Minneapolis.
Although tired and yet confused as to when to go to bed and when to eat, she doesn't seem too worse for the wear. God blessed her and kept her safe and healthy. (She did admit to having a couple bad nights and missing the Vimy Ridge afternoon to sleep.) Tomorrow will be a quiet day around here.
It was a wonderful evening, as Caylea chatted on the phone with her Dad, who was up in Prince Albert; Daniel also dropped by and compared his Paris experience. I am so thankful for the opportunities they can share. I am a happy Mom!
I had taken a picture of her today with her souvenirs lined up on the dining room table, but she forbid me from posting it on Facebook. So I will use another for this blog...
Caylea in Scotland
Tuesday 15 August 2017
CAYLEA'S ON HER WAY HOME!
I am waiting at home in Regina for what is taking 3 days for our daughter to leave Europe, fly over the top of the globe, with a layover in Iceland, and then arrive at the Minneapolis International Airport. Caylea has been traveling with the Root family: Spurgeon, Gina Marie and their two teenaged daughters, Tirzah and Keziah. They graciously invited her along on their adventure and made all the arrangements. The best deal was to drive to Minneapolis and fly to Frankfurt from there. Spurgeon has a relative in the area and left their vehicle with those folks for the two weeks they would be gone.
Caylea messaged once from the Iceland airport and then again from Minneapolis last night. Tonight they should be in Jamestown, North Dakota, and will drive the rest of the way tomorrow. Wisely, they decided to break up the 13-hour drive into two days, anticipating that jet lag would be an issue!
On Sunday at the Healing Hearts service in Regina, I shared how we had hoped to greet Caylea on her arrival home, but we had commitments at the NCEM office in Prince Albert this week. We asked for prayer for God to work things out. Walter kindly suggested I stay home while he went back to Prince Albert. He would come home Thursday in order to connect with Caylea before we had to be gone for the big conference next week. Fortunately, others could look after a couple of details for me at the office so I could be home when our world traveler walks in the front door!
Its been good to attend to some errands and "little things" around home that have been neglected in the past month. With Daniel having just moved into a place of his own, and Caylea gone over two weeks now, it was time to do some weeding, housecleaning and baking! My "to do" lists have been long, but I've been able to check the items off quite easily with no one else to worry about in this big old, lonely house!
Tomorrow, I have a couple of appointments and I hope to pick some crabapples that are beginning to ripen and fall off the branches in the backyard. Before I know it, Caylea will be pulling her luggage up the sidewalk and calling out "Hi Mom!"
God does work things out and helps clear the path before us. He understands a mom's heart!
I am waiting at home in Regina for what is taking 3 days for our daughter to leave Europe, fly over the top of the globe, with a layover in Iceland, and then arrive at the Minneapolis International Airport. Caylea has been traveling with the Root family: Spurgeon, Gina Marie and their two teenaged daughters, Tirzah and Keziah. They graciously invited her along on their adventure and made all the arrangements. The best deal was to drive to Minneapolis and fly to Frankfurt from there. Spurgeon has a relative in the area and left their vehicle with those folks for the two weeks they would be gone.
Caylea messaged once from the Iceland airport and then again from Minneapolis last night. Tonight they should be in Jamestown, North Dakota, and will drive the rest of the way tomorrow. Wisely, they decided to break up the 13-hour drive into two days, anticipating that jet lag would be an issue!
On Sunday at the Healing Hearts service in Regina, I shared how we had hoped to greet Caylea on her arrival home, but we had commitments at the NCEM office in Prince Albert this week. We asked for prayer for God to work things out. Walter kindly suggested I stay home while he went back to Prince Albert. He would come home Thursday in order to connect with Caylea before we had to be gone for the big conference next week. Fortunately, others could look after a couple of details for me at the office so I could be home when our world traveler walks in the front door!
Its been good to attend to some errands and "little things" around home that have been neglected in the past month. With Daniel having just moved into a place of his own, and Caylea gone over two weeks now, it was time to do some weeding, housecleaning and baking! My "to do" lists have been long, but I've been able to check the items off quite easily with no one else to worry about in this big old, lonely house!
Tomorrow, I have a couple of appointments and I hope to pick some crabapples that are beginning to ripen and fall off the branches in the backyard. Before I know it, Caylea will be pulling her luggage up the sidewalk and calling out "Hi Mom!"
God does work things out and helps clear the path before us. He understands a mom's heart!
Monday 14 August 2017
We are gearing up for the General Conference of NCEM held at Wilderness Edge in Pinawa, Manitoba. Since accepting the leadership of NCEM back in March, one of our first responsibilities was to help plan and organize this conference. Held once every three years, the missionaries from all over Canada gather to worship, fellowship, do business and play together!
Walter has a large part in the week's activities: speaking, teaching a couple workshops and leading a communion service. I am co-leading the worship times with two very talented musicians in the mission and I am excited to participate in a ministry that "revs" me up!
This will be the first time Walter has addressed the missionary body as a whole to communicate to the entire group the vision and direction he senses God wants to take Northern Canada Evangelical Mission. Our phrase or motto as a new Executive Team has been "It's a New Day!" and yet it will be a delicate balance of honouring the history and legacy of this almost 75 year old ministry to introducing and affirming the new ideas and strategies to be implemented.
I've been praying about this conference a lot.
In light of the recent history of NCEM and the major changes that have been introduced since we took on directorship, we wonder how this meeting time will go...
Some folks don't adapt well to change; others are gung-ho for fresh vision and new ideas!
As I pray about the time our mission family will dwell together, I pray that the Holy Spirit will set a tone of sweet fellowship, that He will bring healing to those who are wounded and peace to those who have felt turmoil. I ask the Father to protect us, especially Walter, as he and the Executive Team provide leadership and spiritual covering for the organization.
I pray for the child and youth workers we have invited to minister to the missionary kids. It is relatively easy to find a venue and cooks and speakers for a big event. But the availability and capability of quality childcare is a challenge! So I pray these willing servants will be blessed for their ministry and will impact the MK's with their lives not just their words and activities.
If you think of us, please pray for the conference held August 21-25. We don't expect it to be a week of relaxing or rejuvenation; we will give our all in participation, conversation and spiritual work the entire time! So we would covet prayer covering so we will give out of God's abundance, not our weak and scant resources.
THANK YOU!
"How good and pleasant it is when brethren dwell together in unity!" Psalm 133:1
Walter has a large part in the week's activities: speaking, teaching a couple workshops and leading a communion service. I am co-leading the worship times with two very talented musicians in the mission and I am excited to participate in a ministry that "revs" me up!
This will be the first time Walter has addressed the missionary body as a whole to communicate to the entire group the vision and direction he senses God wants to take Northern Canada Evangelical Mission. Our phrase or motto as a new Executive Team has been "It's a New Day!" and yet it will be a delicate balance of honouring the history and legacy of this almost 75 year old ministry to introducing and affirming the new ideas and strategies to be implemented.
I've been praying about this conference a lot.
In light of the recent history of NCEM and the major changes that have been introduced since we took on directorship, we wonder how this meeting time will go...
Some folks don't adapt well to change; others are gung-ho for fresh vision and new ideas!
As I pray about the time our mission family will dwell together, I pray that the Holy Spirit will set a tone of sweet fellowship, that He will bring healing to those who are wounded and peace to those who have felt turmoil. I ask the Father to protect us, especially Walter, as he and the Executive Team provide leadership and spiritual covering for the organization.
I pray for the child and youth workers we have invited to minister to the missionary kids. It is relatively easy to find a venue and cooks and speakers for a big event. But the availability and capability of quality childcare is a challenge! So I pray these willing servants will be blessed for their ministry and will impact the MK's with their lives not just their words and activities.
If you think of us, please pray for the conference held August 21-25. We don't expect it to be a week of relaxing or rejuvenation; we will give our all in participation, conversation and spiritual work the entire time! So we would covet prayer covering so we will give out of God's abundance, not our weak and scant resources.
THANK YOU!
"How good and pleasant it is when brethren dwell together in unity!" Psalm 133:1
Wednesday 2 August 2017
Rain drops fell softly, gently, silently.
The ashen skies finally released needed moisture for the prairie, for the crops and gardens that are desperately dry.
I, too, needed refreshing this morning.
I met with the Lord before the day turned into activity and He did not fail to meet with me. Walter and I were both able to do things that are restful and rejuvenating for us. And we could process the past few days gradually while we did errands or visited with the neighbours. Normal things.
We took a lovely walk, modified from last summer when we could power through 5 to 6 kilometres in about an hour. It felt good to do something active.
I hoped to have grand and praiseworthy reports for this blog. Rather, we are still processing what we experienced at the wake and funeral. Losses are difficult and the cultural differences in saying good-bye came into play for the family and our church.
Caylea continues to post pictures from Switzerland and several from a tour of an ancient castle.
Mark & Amy will be getting anxious in anticipating the of their mobile home in two days.
Daniel has news this week but I will let him share first.
Thank You, Father, for the rain, the peace, the provision for us, Your children.
"With my mouth I will give great thanks to the Lord;
I will praise Him in the midst of the throng." ~ Psalm 109:30
The ashen skies finally released needed moisture for the prairie, for the crops and gardens that are desperately dry.
I, too, needed refreshing this morning.
I met with the Lord before the day turned into activity and He did not fail to meet with me. Walter and I were both able to do things that are restful and rejuvenating for us. And we could process the past few days gradually while we did errands or visited with the neighbours. Normal things.
We took a lovely walk, modified from last summer when we could power through 5 to 6 kilometres in about an hour. It felt good to do something active.
I hoped to have grand and praiseworthy reports for this blog. Rather, we are still processing what we experienced at the wake and funeral. Losses are difficult and the cultural differences in saying good-bye came into play for the family and our church.
Caylea continues to post pictures from Switzerland and several from a tour of an ancient castle.
Mark & Amy will be getting anxious in anticipating the of their mobile home in two days.
Daniel has news this week but I will let him share first.
Thank You, Father, for the rain, the peace, the provision for us, Your children.
"With my mouth I will give great thanks to the Lord;
I will praise Him in the midst of the throng." ~ Psalm 109:30
Sunday 30 July 2017
Caylea's in Germany!
All that worry and prayer and discussion and surrender now bears fruit that our daughter made it through the U.S. border and through customs into Germany with her medication...She sent us a picture at the Frankfurt train station, awaiting the train for Stuttgart to meet Gisela, our dear friend and retired missionary, who will be hosting Caylea and the Root family for the next few days.
All the tiredness and tension of the past couple of days is now switching to the next focus: the wake and funeral of Eva Shepherd, daughter of our friends, coworkers in Healing Hearts and more than than, dear brother and sister in Christ. Nick and Vivian are planning the wake, the service and meals, asking their Healing Hearts family to contribute food and support. Family and friends will also be helping out in various ways, as they say good bye to a woman who died too young, leaving seven children to grieve and cope.
Our God has been so faithful.
He has given us strength beyond ourselves to engage in the activities of the weekend.
We feel borne on eagles' wings, carried by the prayers of others on our behalf.
The Lord reigns!
The next two days are known by the God who knows everything and will be directed by His sovereign hand.
By the next opportunity that I will have to blog, I am certain that I will have more testimonies of praise and glory for how our Father has done great things!
All that worry and prayer and discussion and surrender now bears fruit that our daughter made it through the U.S. border and through customs into Germany with her medication...She sent us a picture at the Frankfurt train station, awaiting the train for Stuttgart to meet Gisela, our dear friend and retired missionary, who will be hosting Caylea and the Root family for the next few days.
All the tiredness and tension of the past couple of days is now switching to the next focus: the wake and funeral of Eva Shepherd, daughter of our friends, coworkers in Healing Hearts and more than than, dear brother and sister in Christ. Nick and Vivian are planning the wake, the service and meals, asking their Healing Hearts family to contribute food and support. Family and friends will also be helping out in various ways, as they say good bye to a woman who died too young, leaving seven children to grieve and cope.
Our God has been so faithful.
He has given us strength beyond ourselves to engage in the activities of the weekend.
We feel borne on eagles' wings, carried by the prayers of others on our behalf.
The Lord reigns!
The next two days are known by the God who knows everything and will be directed by His sovereign hand.
By the next opportunity that I will have to blog, I am certain that I will have more testimonies of praise and glory for how our Father has done great things!
Thursday 27 July 2017
I know that when I am at my weakest, God will be my strength.
These past few days have been very full, traveling to Edmonton for a wedding - which was such a joyful and worthwhile trip! It was wonderful to see our niece, Robyn, marry a young man from Costa Rica, whom she met while in ministry with YWAM in Wales. To have all the Selke grandchildren together was special.
And then Walter and I drove from Edmonton to Regina, then back to Prince Albert for two days, only to hear news that our dear friends, coworkers with Healing Hearts Ministries since its inception in 1994, lost their daughter, Eva, yesterday afternoon. We were to come home Thursday to see our daughter off on her trip to Europe (also a huge life event for her and a step of faith for us).
So with all the back and forth, we are feeling quite emotionally and physically exhausted.
We have commitments in Manitoba this weekend and will do more back and forth because of the upcoming funeral. I just can't imagine getting into that car tomorrow...
Isaiah 40:31 is an enduring promise that I know by heart.
"But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint."
I am thankful that when I lie down and sleep, God does miraculously renew my physical body. He created me to be a morning person, and so at the beginning of each new day, I am usually energized and filled with hope and purpose. I may go to bed tired and feeling overwhelmed by the burden of the next day's schedule and demands; but I awake with fresh desire to work and serve.
By faith, I will go to sleep tonight and anticipate God's renewing strength by His Spirit in me.
By faith, I will wait on Him; I will trust in Him; I will not rush ahead and spend energy on worry or mental lists when I have this gift of rest.
Good night, all. May you also experience the gracious gift of sleep!
These past few days have been very full, traveling to Edmonton for a wedding - which was such a joyful and worthwhile trip! It was wonderful to see our niece, Robyn, marry a young man from Costa Rica, whom she met while in ministry with YWAM in Wales. To have all the Selke grandchildren together was special.
And then Walter and I drove from Edmonton to Regina, then back to Prince Albert for two days, only to hear news that our dear friends, coworkers with Healing Hearts Ministries since its inception in 1994, lost their daughter, Eva, yesterday afternoon. We were to come home Thursday to see our daughter off on her trip to Europe (also a huge life event for her and a step of faith for us).
So with all the back and forth, we are feeling quite emotionally and physically exhausted.
We have commitments in Manitoba this weekend and will do more back and forth because of the upcoming funeral. I just can't imagine getting into that car tomorrow...
Isaiah 40:31 is an enduring promise that I know by heart.
"But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
they shall walk and not faint."
I am thankful that when I lie down and sleep, God does miraculously renew my physical body. He created me to be a morning person, and so at the beginning of each new day, I am usually energized and filled with hope and purpose. I may go to bed tired and feeling overwhelmed by the burden of the next day's schedule and demands; but I awake with fresh desire to work and serve.
By faith, I will go to sleep tonight and anticipate God's renewing strength by His Spirit in me.
By faith, I will wait on Him; I will trust in Him; I will not rush ahead and spend energy on worry or mental lists when I have this gift of rest.
Good night, all. May you also experience the gracious gift of sleep!
Sunday 16 July 2017
Sometimes you can go day by day, reading devotionals or following a plan to read through the Bible in order. Some occasions are rich and delightful. Other times seem rushed and full of distractions, therefore dry and empty and silent.
I am trying to get through the Old Testament and find myself in Daniel right now.
The first few chapters are amazing accounts of God meeting with Daniel and his three friends. In training, they were offered the best foods and opportunities for development and learning. But because of their Hebrew faith and lifestyle, Daniel, Shadrach, Meschach and Abednego refused to eat anything but vegetables and fruit. God honoured their obedience to His ways and they were in better health and fitness than the other young men in training.
Daniel and his friends were on constant trial in this land of their exile. Being commanded to bow to a statue of the king and also being challenged when praying to the Lord God, they faced a fiery furnace and lions' den. And God spared them.
God elevated these men to positions of authority in the government. Their influence, and especially Daniel's favour in the eyes of the kings in power, gave them opportunities to show forth God's power and might and absolute sovereignty. In a foreign land.
Then I find myself reading the strange dreams that Daniel was called to interpret. And the visions and dreams he himself received from the Lord. Two things struck me in these passages.
1. Daniel never brought attention to himself but always gave God the glory for the gift he had to reveal and interpret these dreams.
2. Daniel was often emotionally and physically affected by the meanings and implications of the revelations from God.
This morning in our worship service, Bob asked us the question: How have you interacted with God this week? I didn't share. Others were speaking up and it was wonderful to even have a 12 year old boy share very eloquently today. Besides that, I had some thoughts but couldn't quite formulate the words to communicate what I was mulling over in my reading of Daniel.
Now, Sunday afternoon, I have a little time to share my impressions.
All week I have sought to have quiet times with God. It was a very busy week, from chapel times at 8:30 am and then various office tasks and a couple errands to run in Prince Albert. We took people out for supper and I also helped assemble CD's of a Gospel music artist in the cases for shipping. I would have good intentions of taking time after chapel or after lunch to have an extended time with the Lord...and by bedtime I just didn't have the energy or attention span to seek the Lord or focus on intercessory prayer.
Finally, at home on Saturday morning, I took my coffee and Bible and journal, still wearing my housecoat, and sat in my wonderful backyard. Last summer that was my regular refuge and I was reminded of how faithful and steadfast the Lord has been over the past year as our family faced cancer, and we have accepted a new ministry leadership position. Its been quite a ride!
I opened to the bookmark in Daniel and it was the prayer Daniel prayed. He realized that now 70 years had passed and according to the prophet Jeremiah's writings, the restoration of God's people was now about to happen! He prepared to meet the Lord by fasting, with the complete practice of wearing sackcloth and spreading ashes upon himself. His inward and outward display of humility and brokenness before the Lord really impacted me.
Daniel took ownership of his sins. He confessed the sins of his fellow Hebrews. There were no excuses or justifications for the situation the Israelites found themselves in and Daniel acknowledged God's righteousness in judging the way He did.
Daniel also called upon the character of God, His mercy and compassion and justice. He knew that there was no way he and the exiles in Persia would ever deserve God's favour and love but He believed God's promises. If Jeremiah spoke of 70 years and then a journey home, then it must be true.
I was in tears as I soaked in this prayer. I get frustrated if one week is difficult and challenging and I don't feel all that connected to the Lord. Daniel would be a man in his 80's by this time and would have experienced all that had been prophesied. He had a lifetime of trial and longing for home. God had done incredible things on his behalf and had used him to influence several kings of different nations. And here I was, on a beautiful summer morning, feeling that closeness with God and realizing my need to bow before the great God I serve. I was overwhelmed with His wonders and His grace.
Lord, teach me to pray. Teach me to wait. Teach me to listen. Teach me to praise.
I am trying to get through the Old Testament and find myself in Daniel right now.
The first few chapters are amazing accounts of God meeting with Daniel and his three friends. In training, they were offered the best foods and opportunities for development and learning. But because of their Hebrew faith and lifestyle, Daniel, Shadrach, Meschach and Abednego refused to eat anything but vegetables and fruit. God honoured their obedience to His ways and they were in better health and fitness than the other young men in training.
Daniel and his friends were on constant trial in this land of their exile. Being commanded to bow to a statue of the king and also being challenged when praying to the Lord God, they faced a fiery furnace and lions' den. And God spared them.
God elevated these men to positions of authority in the government. Their influence, and especially Daniel's favour in the eyes of the kings in power, gave them opportunities to show forth God's power and might and absolute sovereignty. In a foreign land.
Then I find myself reading the strange dreams that Daniel was called to interpret. And the visions and dreams he himself received from the Lord. Two things struck me in these passages.
1. Daniel never brought attention to himself but always gave God the glory for the gift he had to reveal and interpret these dreams.
2. Daniel was often emotionally and physically affected by the meanings and implications of the revelations from God.
This morning in our worship service, Bob asked us the question: How have you interacted with God this week? I didn't share. Others were speaking up and it was wonderful to even have a 12 year old boy share very eloquently today. Besides that, I had some thoughts but couldn't quite formulate the words to communicate what I was mulling over in my reading of Daniel.
Now, Sunday afternoon, I have a little time to share my impressions.
All week I have sought to have quiet times with God. It was a very busy week, from chapel times at 8:30 am and then various office tasks and a couple errands to run in Prince Albert. We took people out for supper and I also helped assemble CD's of a Gospel music artist in the cases for shipping. I would have good intentions of taking time after chapel or after lunch to have an extended time with the Lord...and by bedtime I just didn't have the energy or attention span to seek the Lord or focus on intercessory prayer.
Finally, at home on Saturday morning, I took my coffee and Bible and journal, still wearing my housecoat, and sat in my wonderful backyard. Last summer that was my regular refuge and I was reminded of how faithful and steadfast the Lord has been over the past year as our family faced cancer, and we have accepted a new ministry leadership position. Its been quite a ride!
I opened to the bookmark in Daniel and it was the prayer Daniel prayed. He realized that now 70 years had passed and according to the prophet Jeremiah's writings, the restoration of God's people was now about to happen! He prepared to meet the Lord by fasting, with the complete practice of wearing sackcloth and spreading ashes upon himself. His inward and outward display of humility and brokenness before the Lord really impacted me.
Daniel took ownership of his sins. He confessed the sins of his fellow Hebrews. There were no excuses or justifications for the situation the Israelites found themselves in and Daniel acknowledged God's righteousness in judging the way He did.
Daniel also called upon the character of God, His mercy and compassion and justice. He knew that there was no way he and the exiles in Persia would ever deserve God's favour and love but He believed God's promises. If Jeremiah spoke of 70 years and then a journey home, then it must be true.
I was in tears as I soaked in this prayer. I get frustrated if one week is difficult and challenging and I don't feel all that connected to the Lord. Daniel would be a man in his 80's by this time and would have experienced all that had been prophesied. He had a lifetime of trial and longing for home. God had done incredible things on his behalf and had used him to influence several kings of different nations. And here I was, on a beautiful summer morning, feeling that closeness with God and realizing my need to bow before the great God I serve. I was overwhelmed with His wonders and His grace.
Lord, teach me to pray. Teach me to wait. Teach me to listen. Teach me to praise.
Monday 10 July 2017
Blazing sun had beat upon us all along the interstate from Regina to Glendive, Montana. The car's air conditioner barely kept up with the July heat wave hitting us. We stopped at Sidney for a late lunch and an icy-smoothie beverage. As we turned onto the highway leading us to North Dakota, we longed for our destination like a camel for an oasis.
Crossing into the next state, we noticed the ranching area and oil-rich land. And then suddenly, at a curve in the road, were in the Badlands!
To describe this unique topography, one must imagine the prairie becoming a sudden series of layered hills. A long-ago river had rushed through the area, winding through the bush and earth and rock to erode and expose each layer. Voila! Then God created the Badlands and He saw that it was good!
On a whim, we decided to take a few days of our vacation to head to Medora, ND and take in the Medora Musical. Several years ago, we were introduced to this country-western style variety show by senior friends of ours. They recommended it as a quick get-away and a lot of fun. I had my doubts as we were young (ish) and would we really enjoy this outdoor show?
Well, this was our fourth time coming down and it did not disappoint us! We stayed in modest, bunkhouse accommodations, with our own bathroom and air conditioning. An outdoor pool was close by and vending machines to sell cold drinks. We bought tickets to the musical, of course, which would take place in an outdoor natural amphitheater. And we also purchased tickets for the Pitchfork Fondue supper to be right before the show. Years ago, we did the fondued steak; this time we tried the chicken, bison and ribs. Yummy!
The little town has quite a history, and if you go to the museums, you can learn all about the Marquis de Mores, who sought to build a beef cattle slaughtering operation there. He named the town after his wife, Medora, the Marquesa of Mores. Hard times hit and the thriving community all but disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt spent time in the region and later, when he was president of the United States, he established a national park in the Badlands region there. There is much tribute to him in the Musical. An enterprising man, Harold Schaefer and his wife, developed tourism in the forgotten town in the 1960's and for the past 50 years, much has grown up around the western townsite.
Camping, hiking, trail rides, shopping, eating, and wandering through the museums can keep a person busy for several days. We have usually gone down for 2 nights and each time, we have discovered new things to see and do.
A highlight for us was to catch the "Painted Canyon" at sunset. Words cannot capture the beauty, the everchanging shades of colour and shadow in the canyon area as the sun sinks beneath the horizon. Below are some pictures we took. Truly, if you haven't seen the Grand Canyon, this is every bit as spectacular, on a smaller scale but just as glorious in displaying God's handiwork in creation!
An added feature this trip was to take in a Gospel Brunch on our last morning. We were treated to a delicious hot brunch of eggs, hashbrown casserole, smoked ham, bacon and sausage, plus fruit salad and trays of meat, cheese and fresh pastries. Oh, and a warm pan of caramel rolls! Our plates filled, we found our table with a clear view of the stage. As we finished our meal, the show began. Some of the cast from the musical were part of the band and Gospel Quartet. A former host of the musical, Miss Emily, did the narrating about the history of Gospel music and its impact. An actor/cohost of the musical, Bill Sorenson, gave a "message", which was nearly a sermon in our estimation. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and were pleasantly surprised at the Christian element included in the Medora experience.
Did I just write a Tripadvisor commentary? Ha ha! I deserve some reward for that!
God gave us a wonderful two weeks of vacation and this last-minute impulse trip was icing on the cake. It was just what we needed.
Crossing into the next state, we noticed the ranching area and oil-rich land. And then suddenly, at a curve in the road, were in the Badlands!
To describe this unique topography, one must imagine the prairie becoming a sudden series of layered hills. A long-ago river had rushed through the area, winding through the bush and earth and rock to erode and expose each layer. Voila! Then God created the Badlands and He saw that it was good!
On a whim, we decided to take a few days of our vacation to head to Medora, ND and take in the Medora Musical. Several years ago, we were introduced to this country-western style variety show by senior friends of ours. They recommended it as a quick get-away and a lot of fun. I had my doubts as we were young (ish) and would we really enjoy this outdoor show?
Well, this was our fourth time coming down and it did not disappoint us! We stayed in modest, bunkhouse accommodations, with our own bathroom and air conditioning. An outdoor pool was close by and vending machines to sell cold drinks. We bought tickets to the musical, of course, which would take place in an outdoor natural amphitheater. And we also purchased tickets for the Pitchfork Fondue supper to be right before the show. Years ago, we did the fondued steak; this time we tried the chicken, bison and ribs. Yummy!
The little town has quite a history, and if you go to the museums, you can learn all about the Marquis de Mores, who sought to build a beef cattle slaughtering operation there. He named the town after his wife, Medora, the Marquesa of Mores. Hard times hit and the thriving community all but disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt spent time in the region and later, when he was president of the United States, he established a national park in the Badlands region there. There is much tribute to him in the Musical. An enterprising man, Harold Schaefer and his wife, developed tourism in the forgotten town in the 1960's and for the past 50 years, much has grown up around the western townsite.
Camping, hiking, trail rides, shopping, eating, and wandering through the museums can keep a person busy for several days. We have usually gone down for 2 nights and each time, we have discovered new things to see and do.
A highlight for us was to catch the "Painted Canyon" at sunset. Words cannot capture the beauty, the everchanging shades of colour and shadow in the canyon area as the sun sinks beneath the horizon. Below are some pictures we took. Truly, if you haven't seen the Grand Canyon, this is every bit as spectacular, on a smaller scale but just as glorious in displaying God's handiwork in creation!
An added feature this trip was to take in a Gospel Brunch on our last morning. We were treated to a delicious hot brunch of eggs, hashbrown casserole, smoked ham, bacon and sausage, plus fruit salad and trays of meat, cheese and fresh pastries. Oh, and a warm pan of caramel rolls! Our plates filled, we found our table with a clear view of the stage. As we finished our meal, the show began. Some of the cast from the musical were part of the band and Gospel Quartet. A former host of the musical, Miss Emily, did the narrating about the history of Gospel music and its impact. An actor/cohost of the musical, Bill Sorenson, gave a "message", which was nearly a sermon in our estimation. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and were pleasantly surprised at the Christian element included in the Medora experience.
Did I just write a Tripadvisor commentary? Ha ha! I deserve some reward for that!
God gave us a wonderful two weeks of vacation and this last-minute impulse trip was icing on the cake. It was just what we needed.
Monday 3 July 2017
The simple white cabin, with 70's wall paneling and outhouse facilities has been our sanctuary these past days... Waking to birds singing, warming water on the stove to wash our faces- yes, we have electricity! Nothing like bringing life back to the basics to strip away the cares of the everyday world and just relax.
Poking at the dying embers of a fire and adding dry twigs and bark to bring it back to a blaze is sometimes the only goal we have at the moment. Do I want another cup of coffee? Biggest decision of the morning. Love it!
Driving to Fort Qu'appelle or Indian Head for a few grocery items, some 2 X 6's (pressure treated) for a small project and to refill our water containers is the only contact with "civilization" while we are out at Katepwa Lake. We might go an hour without talking to each other. Taking time to think of nothing much and soaking in nature and a good book is just what we have needed.
Our son, Daniel, joined us for the Canada Day parade in the Fort. We met up and watched the cheerful participants in the parade: town dignitaries in old cars, a couple marching bands, a float of red & white by the Lions Club and some folks on horseback. Local business owner in their trucks or vans tossed candy out to the crowd! It was an impressive event and we only had to walk two blocks back to our parking spot. We wandered to the Farmer's Market square and bought a $5 smokey on a bun for lunch. Then we drove along Mission Lake, through Lebret to our cabin along Katepwa Lake. We puttered around and enjoyed hanging out with our son. He set up a little pup tent in the shade of the trees for his sleeping arrangements. At five o'clock, we drove down to the beach where live bands were performing for Canada Day. We enjoyed the band called "Old School", the drummer being brother to our back alley neighbour at the cabin. Even our 25 year old son sang along with the oldies Rock 'N' Roll tunes! By almost 7 pm, the crowd had thinned because the home opener of the Saskatchewan Roughriders at the new Mosaic Stadium in Regina was kicking off! We drove back with the radio on to CKRM where the announcers were enthusiastic about everything in the first quarter.
I prepared veggies in foil and Walter stoked up the coals in the firepit. We BBQ'd pork chops. An old radio was hooked up outside while we cooked our supper and then ate it outdoors. By 10 pm, the fireworks back at the beach were to start, but those Roughriders played overtime against the Winnipeg Bluebombers! So we jumped in the car and started to drive to the beach, but instead, pulled over onto a roadside turnout where the view of the fireworks was clear. We sat in the car, with the lights off and stared out the window while the double overtime game ended in a loss for our home team! But the fireworks were a delightful end to a terrific birthday for our beloved country.
I am writing this at home in Regina, while laundry is being done and Walter is doing some errands. We plan to return to the cabin for a few more days before preparing to spend the following week in Prince Albert at the NCEM headquarters.
Having a real shower and changing out clean clothes for the campfire smoke-scented ones will give us a fresh start for the coming week.
Hope you are all enjoying the start of July!
Poking at the dying embers of a fire and adding dry twigs and bark to bring it back to a blaze is sometimes the only goal we have at the moment. Do I want another cup of coffee? Biggest decision of the morning. Love it!
Driving to Fort Qu'appelle or Indian Head for a few grocery items, some 2 X 6's (pressure treated) for a small project and to refill our water containers is the only contact with "civilization" while we are out at Katepwa Lake. We might go an hour without talking to each other. Taking time to think of nothing much and soaking in nature and a good book is just what we have needed.
Our son, Daniel, joined us for the Canada Day parade in the Fort. We met up and watched the cheerful participants in the parade: town dignitaries in old cars, a couple marching bands, a float of red & white by the Lions Club and some folks on horseback. Local business owner in their trucks or vans tossed candy out to the crowd! It was an impressive event and we only had to walk two blocks back to our parking spot. We wandered to the Farmer's Market square and bought a $5 smokey on a bun for lunch. Then we drove along Mission Lake, through Lebret to our cabin along Katepwa Lake. We puttered around and enjoyed hanging out with our son. He set up a little pup tent in the shade of the trees for his sleeping arrangements. At five o'clock, we drove down to the beach where live bands were performing for Canada Day. We enjoyed the band called "Old School", the drummer being brother to our back alley neighbour at the cabin. Even our 25 year old son sang along with the oldies Rock 'N' Roll tunes! By almost 7 pm, the crowd had thinned because the home opener of the Saskatchewan Roughriders at the new Mosaic Stadium in Regina was kicking off! We drove back with the radio on to CKRM where the announcers were enthusiastic about everything in the first quarter.
I prepared veggies in foil and Walter stoked up the coals in the firepit. We BBQ'd pork chops. An old radio was hooked up outside while we cooked our supper and then ate it outdoors. By 10 pm, the fireworks back at the beach were to start, but those Roughriders played overtime against the Winnipeg Bluebombers! So we jumped in the car and started to drive to the beach, but instead, pulled over onto a roadside turnout where the view of the fireworks was clear. We sat in the car, with the lights off and stared out the window while the double overtime game ended in a loss for our home team! But the fireworks were a delightful end to a terrific birthday for our beloved country.
I am writing this at home in Regina, while laundry is being done and Walter is doing some errands. We plan to return to the cabin for a few more days before preparing to spend the following week in Prince Albert at the NCEM headquarters.
Having a real shower and changing out clean clothes for the campfire smoke-scented ones will give us a fresh start for the coming week.
Hope you are all enjoying the start of July!
Sunday 18 June 2017
Another first in our new adventure in ministry...
Walter tossed and turned the night before the first meeting of "Leadership Week". This surprised me. Very little has Walter from sleeping as we have been involved with directing NCEM. But the reality of the role of General Director in addressing all the leaders of the mission organization, plus meeting with the Board of Directors of NCEM and Healing Hearts Ministries seemed to weigh heavy on Walter's mind.
I had no official tasks or expectations on me and I wondered how this week would go for the both of us. But as we settled into our car to head to Big River Bible Camp, with our new Treasurer, Bob, and the first ever Member Care Coordinator for NCEM, Tony, that heaviness and anxiety seemed to lighten. These were two of our great team that God has brought together to lead NCEM. We chatted, laughed, listened to Bob read some reports and soon the hour and a half drive from the mission headquarters flew by!
Driving onto the camp property brought peace to our minds. The green grass, the mature trees, the sound of the lawnmower and the tidy arrangement of cabins gave us that sense of God's presence and relaxation. The sight of the lake drew us to want to canoe or fish! Who wanted to spend four days in meetings?!
Highlights for me?
I was included in most of the meetings and phone interviews.
I was given the title of Administrative Assistant to the Executive.
I was invited to fish with the "guys".
I connected with the camp staff and some volunteers when I wasn't in meetings, or I caught up on some reading.
For Walter, he felt very affirmed by the leadership and the Board. Although change does involve adjustments and pushback and challenge, the overall feeling of the meetings was one of hope and vision.
We sat in the camp's new chapel with the two Boards and I felt overwhelmed by where we are after only three months. Bowing in prayer, I felt the tears and choked through what I thought was a simple prayer of thanksgiving. But I recognized how God has blessed us, answered our cries of desperation and provided for our needs! It hasn't been easy and completely smooth. As the new structure that Walter and the Executive have drawn up is presented and implemented, there may be some bumps in the road. We will continue to pray and trust!
The sense of God's clear guidance has really carried us through. The promise is trustworthy that He will remain faithful and will not abandon or forsake us on this journey.
"Leadership Week 2017" is in the books. To God be the glory!
Walter tossed and turned the night before the first meeting of "Leadership Week". This surprised me. Very little has Walter from sleeping as we have been involved with directing NCEM. But the reality of the role of General Director in addressing all the leaders of the mission organization, plus meeting with the Board of Directors of NCEM and Healing Hearts Ministries seemed to weigh heavy on Walter's mind.
I had no official tasks or expectations on me and I wondered how this week would go for the both of us. But as we settled into our car to head to Big River Bible Camp, with our new Treasurer, Bob, and the first ever Member Care Coordinator for NCEM, Tony, that heaviness and anxiety seemed to lighten. These were two of our great team that God has brought together to lead NCEM. We chatted, laughed, listened to Bob read some reports and soon the hour and a half drive from the mission headquarters flew by!
Driving onto the camp property brought peace to our minds. The green grass, the mature trees, the sound of the lawnmower and the tidy arrangement of cabins gave us that sense of God's presence and relaxation. The sight of the lake drew us to want to canoe or fish! Who wanted to spend four days in meetings?!
Highlights for me?
I was included in most of the meetings and phone interviews.
I was given the title of Administrative Assistant to the Executive.
I was invited to fish with the "guys".
I connected with the camp staff and some volunteers when I wasn't in meetings, or I caught up on some reading.
For Walter, he felt very affirmed by the leadership and the Board. Although change does involve adjustments and pushback and challenge, the overall feeling of the meetings was one of hope and vision.
We sat in the camp's new chapel with the two Boards and I felt overwhelmed by where we are after only three months. Bowing in prayer, I felt the tears and choked through what I thought was a simple prayer of thanksgiving. But I recognized how God has blessed us, answered our cries of desperation and provided for our needs! It hasn't been easy and completely smooth. As the new structure that Walter and the Executive have drawn up is presented and implemented, there may be some bumps in the road. We will continue to pray and trust!
The sense of God's clear guidance has really carried us through. The promise is trustworthy that He will remain faithful and will not abandon or forsake us on this journey.
"Leadership Week 2017" is in the books. To God be the glory!
Sunday 11 June 2017
Thursday 8 June 2017
I am really struck by God's answers to our prayers recently.
Some of the requests we have been asking of the Lord are personal. Our daughter has been invited to accompany a family to German (and a couple other stops in Europe) this August. I was beginning to get anxious about this with all of Caylea's health and medical concerns. But as Walter and I talked and prayed, we gave Caylea the advice that if the oncologist gave his okay and she was able to purchase travel/health insurance for the duration of the trip, then we could send her off with our blessing!
I was pretty sure these would be roadblocks and she wouldn't be flying off to Europe; God answered differently and it looks like Caylea will have the incredible opportunity to see Gisela, our German missionary who served with us in Regina for almost ten years. And as she'll be travelling with our good friends, the Roots, she will be well taken care of by caring and competent folks.
Some of the prayer concerns we have brought to the Lord are organizational. We stepped into directorship of NCEM with many gaps in the leadership and a couple of department/property issues that were in the Board of director's hands. Over and over again, we have prayed, Lord, we don't know what to do! Gradually, step by step, God has brought to mind the people who we saw potential for leadership positions and has confirmed in them His calling. Just this past week, we interviewed and accepted into NCEM a couple to travel and do P.R. for the mission and also a woman to serve part time in the Tribal Trails department. Also, a vital connection we needed to make happened to be in the Prince Albert area this week and made time to come to the office and meet with us. God's timing and direction was so obvious while our own efforts had been futile.
Another situation faced me in the last two weeks and I was allowing it to fester. I was fearful and wanted to avoid certain situations because I felt tension. But I took specific and intentional time to have God search my heart and take away the fearfulness. I prayed for the circumstances and people involved. And then one morning, I was able to have a conversation with someone and assumptions I had made about the situation were completely off track. By the end of that interaction, I could see a breakthrough in the relationship and now I see how more prayer is needed for the family involved. What our enemy is intending for destruction and division, I can see prayer being that powerful weapon to bring down the strongholds!
Psalm 138 took on new meaning for me today as I saw God's sovereignty in all kinds of circumstances! Here in verses 7 and 8 are amazing truths:
"Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You preserve my life; You stretch out your hand against the wrath of my enemies, and Your right hand delivers me.
The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; Your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever.
Do not forsake the work of Your hands."
Only God's almighty hand can stretch out against our enemy, the devil. His right hand represents His full authority to deliver His children. God's hand is clearly upon me, upon my brothers and sisters in Christ and upon the ministry organizations and churches to fulfill His purposes. The hand of the Lord is mighty against His enemies and yet loving and comforting to His family.
Even though some needs are still out there, requiring more prayer and faith on our part, it is clear that God's hand is not finished. He will not forsake us. He will continue His work in us and in our loved ones and to reach those who are still lost...
"I will give thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart..." ~Psalm 138:1a
Some of the requests we have been asking of the Lord are personal. Our daughter has been invited to accompany a family to German (and a couple other stops in Europe) this August. I was beginning to get anxious about this with all of Caylea's health and medical concerns. But as Walter and I talked and prayed, we gave Caylea the advice that if the oncologist gave his okay and she was able to purchase travel/health insurance for the duration of the trip, then we could send her off with our blessing!
I was pretty sure these would be roadblocks and she wouldn't be flying off to Europe; God answered differently and it looks like Caylea will have the incredible opportunity to see Gisela, our German missionary who served with us in Regina for almost ten years. And as she'll be travelling with our good friends, the Roots, she will be well taken care of by caring and competent folks.
Some of the prayer concerns we have brought to the Lord are organizational. We stepped into directorship of NCEM with many gaps in the leadership and a couple of department/property issues that were in the Board of director's hands. Over and over again, we have prayed, Lord, we don't know what to do! Gradually, step by step, God has brought to mind the people who we saw potential for leadership positions and has confirmed in them His calling. Just this past week, we interviewed and accepted into NCEM a couple to travel and do P.R. for the mission and also a woman to serve part time in the Tribal Trails department. Also, a vital connection we needed to make happened to be in the Prince Albert area this week and made time to come to the office and meet with us. God's timing and direction was so obvious while our own efforts had been futile.
Another situation faced me in the last two weeks and I was allowing it to fester. I was fearful and wanted to avoid certain situations because I felt tension. But I took specific and intentional time to have God search my heart and take away the fearfulness. I prayed for the circumstances and people involved. And then one morning, I was able to have a conversation with someone and assumptions I had made about the situation were completely off track. By the end of that interaction, I could see a breakthrough in the relationship and now I see how more prayer is needed for the family involved. What our enemy is intending for destruction and division, I can see prayer being that powerful weapon to bring down the strongholds!
Psalm 138 took on new meaning for me today as I saw God's sovereignty in all kinds of circumstances! Here in verses 7 and 8 are amazing truths:
"Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You preserve my life; You stretch out your hand against the wrath of my enemies, and Your right hand delivers me.
The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; Your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever.
Do not forsake the work of Your hands."
Only God's almighty hand can stretch out against our enemy, the devil. His right hand represents His full authority to deliver His children. God's hand is clearly upon me, upon my brothers and sisters in Christ and upon the ministry organizations and churches to fulfill His purposes. The hand of the Lord is mighty against His enemies and yet loving and comforting to His family.
Even though some needs are still out there, requiring more prayer and faith on our part, it is clear that God's hand is not finished. He will not forsake us. He will continue His work in us and in our loved ones and to reach those who are still lost...
"I will give thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart..." ~Psalm 138:1a
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