The preacher is dressed casually, a black t-shirt and jeans, with the cordless headset wrapped around his greying head.  Small, almost invisible podium held his Bible and notes, but he seldom referred to these as he roamed the stage.  I listen, flipping in my Bible and taking notes as the man of God speaks.  As the sermon progresses, I being to think: this sounds familiar.  Checking the date stamp on the YouTube video, I realize this video was first posted two years ago.  Hmmm.  I think I've listened to this message before!

The pastor of Passion City Church first references Romans 1 and I'm well aware that this passage is Paul's teaching on the depravity of humanity.  We have all sinned.  And Paul charts the progression from God's creation of everything, and how His invisible qualities are made visible through the glorious and mind-blowing display of earth, space, tiny insects and exploding stars!  

All humans can be aware of God and who He is by looking around and up.  His nature and power are very obvious through the amazing feat of creation.  In fact, in Romans 1:20, Paul writes:  "For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities - His eternal power and divine nature - have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse."  I remember as a kid living in rural Saskatchewan, being outside in the cool and dark night, and staring up at the ba-zillion stars twinkling above.  I located the Big Dipper and felt that sense of awe of grand things and that awareness of my smallness.  "God, if You're out there..."  Have you ever prayed that?  Such a prayer was likely the start of my search for and being found by my Creator and Heavenly Father.

The sermon continues with the confirmation that we are all worshipers.  We are created with the innate sense and desire to worship something.  Depending where we are born and into what culture we grow up in, the object of our worship may differ. The influences around us can influence what or who we worship: money, fame, celebrities, rules and regulations, nature and creation, invisible spiritual entities.  Our worship can take many forms: sports events, temples, physical expressions or focus on ourselves.  

Many of us veer away from our awareness of an eternal God and Maker of all things and choose to "exchange the truth about God for a lie..." (Romans 1:25).  Instead of pursuing God as He reveals Himself through the Bible, God's Word, and seeking those who worship the Lord, we are often drawn away to the things that seem to be worthy of our worship.  And we must exchange those lies for truth - the truth being Jesus Christ (John 14:6) and that our worship must be directed to the only One who is worthy!

John 4:1-26 records the account of Jesus interacting with a woman at a well in Samaria.  She acknowledged God and was interested in the things Jesus, a Jewish rabbi, had to say.  Jesus challenges her to not get hung up on the where and how of genuine and acceptable worship.  "Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in the Spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks." (John 4:23)  In this passage of the Bible, I see the 5 W's of investigation.

Who?  the Father/God

What? worship

Where? doesn't really matter

When? NOW

Why? He is worthy

And the "How" is in verse 24:  "God is spirit, and His worshipers must worship in Spirit and in truth."  Genuine worship must be as God's Spirit directs and prescribes, in the way and through the way He says is acceptable.  The world may tell us any "Higher Power" is fine and however we want to express worship is okay, but I'd rather follow God's way to be sure.

The preacher dressed in black continues with impassioned pleas, standing still with arms upraised.  He speaks from Psalm 115, quoting:"Our God is in heaven: He does whatever pleases Him.  But their idols are silver and gold, made by human hands.  They have mouths, but cannot speak, eyes but cannot see.  They have ears, but cannot hear, noses, but cannot smell.  They have hands...feet... throats..."  We may think we are more sophisticated several thousand years later than the worshipers of the middle eastern cultures in King David's day.  Maybe we in North America don't fashion idols of silver, gold, wood, or whatever but we try to worship and serve things that are just as inadequate to hear our prayers or answer our deepest requests!  Can money speak truth to us?  Can filling our lives with booze, drugs, porn or gambling give us peace? Can meditation, poses, centering and mindfulness wash away our sins?  

The psalmist continues in verse 8: "Those who make them will be like them, and so will all who trust in them."  Ultimately, we become like that which we worship.  If we worship money, we will fluctuate with the markets and stock exchanges.  If we worship celebrities, we will have to replace them when they lose their popularity.  If we worship our addictions, we will be controlled by them!

But if we worship the Father, through Jesus His Son, and respond to His invitation to come to Him for rest and forgiveness and peace, He promises eternal life. 1 John 5:12 gives us the assurance that "Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life."  

Pastor Louie Giglio points to the screen behind him.  In bold letters, the definition of true worship reads like this:  TRUE WORSHIP - our response, both personal and corporate, to God for who He is, and what He has done, expressed in and by the things we say and the way we live - to the glory and grace of God.

That's what I want; that is what I long for and have spent over 40 years seeking to learn and experience.  To live my life for Jesus, to please Him in all I do and to worship Him with others in corporate gatherings or alone in my quiet times is my life's purpose.

The video ends and I sit for a moment.  How can I respond to this challenge?  By writing this blog and inviting all of you to join me in seeking to worship our Father in spirit and in truth.

 

   

 

 

 Spending the summer at Bible camp meant we got home in mid-August and it felt like fall.  The smell of harvest was in the air.  We noticed coming south that the sunset came earlier.  Along with feeling so tired, we felt a little sad that summer had flown by!

But to maximize what time we did have left to enjoy the warm days, I sat outside with my coffee and had my morning devotions.  I puttered in the flowerbeds and trimmed the grass.  We took evening walks around the neighbourhood.  One Sunday afternoon, we drove to our cabin at Katepwa Lake!  We bought fruit and vegetables at local Farmer's Markets.  

A favourite destination of ours is Medora - an outdoor musical held in the little tourist spot in North Dakota.  We drove down for a couple of days to take in the pitchfork fondue (steak, potato, salads and  dessert) and musical performance.  The weather was hot and delightful, the landscape so unique - the Badlands. This year, we checked out the 'Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library", which was in the process of being constructed two years ago when we were last there.  

And now we have just returned from Alberta, where we celebrated our daughter's upcoming wedding with a Selke Family Jack & Jill shower.  It was special to play silly games, visit, eat tasty treats and see Caylea and Eric open lovely and thoughtful gifts.  Walter and I wandered around the West Edmonton Mall before heading to the hotel where the NCEM 80th Anniversary conference was being held.  We joined about 200 others in celebrating the mission's special milestone, renewing acquaintances and enjoying tremendous music and speakers.

We then headed to the Calgary area to visit friends.  Then we continued on to the mountains where we spent three days at Radium Hot Springs!  Amidst some rain, we did get to see the mountains and enjoy the outdoors.  We hiked a bit, drank coffee at outdoor cafes and returned to our favourite restaurant "Smokehouse 93" for a platter of smoked meats, coleslaw and baked beans!  Soaking in the hot springs was relaxing and quiet as we chose to go in September, when the tourist traffic has slowed down.

 As I unpack the suitcases, do laundry, run to the store to restock our fridge, I'm feeling good about the way we spent the summer. It flew by but that's because we were able to do things we love. It's good to be home again and look forward to the Rider vs. Bomber Banjo Bowl CFL game tomorrow on TSN and to worship on Sunday with our church family.  

Hope your summer was full of adventures and fun, as well!

                                                                Caylea & Eric 

 

                                                       Ed, Walter, Cindy & Brenda Selke

 

 

 I can't believe it has been three months - almost to the day - since I wrote a blog entry!  Where did the time go and what was I doing?

First of all, Walter and I spent six weeks serving at Big River Bible Camp. Walter repaired several of the camp's boats and got them running.  He also worked on side by sides and Gators for the camp staff.  His highlight was to speak at the Teen Camp chapels - teaching and preaching on the Book of Ephesians to 50+ teenagers!  And for three weeks, Walter led the craft skill where they made bears, owls, cats or dogs from wood.  The kids loved being able to use the air nailer to create fun wooden creatures to take home!

I spent the summer as kitchen manager, helping plan the menu, order the groceries and do some cooking, as well.  It was great to be familiar with the kitchen and the menu from helping last year - but there was still a lot to learn!  Being short-handed some weeks meant I was hands-on in the kitchen.  Other weeks, I was able to participate as worship leader for chapel or assist with other tasks around camp.  Walter and I had to make a couple Saturday runs to Prince Albert (1 1/2 hour trip one way!) for forgotten or missed grocery items and other errands for maintenance. But generally, the local Co-op Store in Big River could supplement any items needed.

Walter and I were blessed to stay in the main house, a quiet space after long days in the kitchen or the maintenance shop.  The days were generally hot but the house would cool off in the evenings with the windows open and fans blowing at top speed.  We could hear the kids singing around the campfire or squealing during the night game!  Generally my alarm went off at 6:30 am so we didn't stay up too late.

What a privilege to work together with our daughter, Caylea and her fiance, Eric! We'd chat in Caylea's office or debrief the week over a quiet meal together at the town's primary restaurant "Third & Main." The load of running the camp, managing the facilities and staff, problem-solving on the fly is a heavy burden for these two, and we saw them both grow and handle themselves very well.  

Also seeing the local church and community folks step up and assist as volunteers was a tremendous blessing to us.  We made some good friends and worked together with phenomenal people this summer!  The impact of the camp on so many families over the 75+ years has drawn many to return and give back.  From seniors helping in the kitchen to junior staff known as LIT's (leaders in training), we saw how the camp could continue to provide solid Bible teaching, fun activities and delicious meals and snacks through the generosity and sacrifice of tremendous folks.

Not only did we contribute to the camp's programs but Walter preached 3 times at the Big River Evangelical Free Church over July and August.  They are currently without a pastor and invited Walter to preach - which he gladly did!  I joined Caylea to help lead worship one Sunday in June and that is always a joy for me.  And one weekend in July, we had to run back to Regina for my Uncle Harold's Celebration of Life - where my sister, Paula, cousin, Wendy and myself were honoured to sing some special songs.  This gave us a couple nights in our own bed and the chance to refresh for the final weeks at Big River.

It was bittersweet to pack up and load the truck for our final drive home.  Although we were physically exhausted and spiritually spent, we had no regrets. Knowing our time and energies had been invested in something of eternal value - the kids from P.A., Saskatoon and several surrounding First Nations and small towns in the area - was the best way we could spend the summer of 2026! 

 

 Psalm 5:1-3 "Give ear to my words, O Lord.  Consider my meditation; hearken unto the voice of my cry - my King and my God!  For unto Thee will I pray; my voice shalt Thou hear in the morning. O Lord, in the morning will I direct my prayer, unto Thee and will look up."

The campfire crackled in the early autumn evening.  Faces reflected the shadows and light of the flames; some faces were smiling in joyful praise and some were lifted upwards in intense worship.  Students had returned from the summer break and were gathered early for leadership training.  I had just driven up a day ahead and moved in the dorm the night before most students would arrive.

Joining these upperclassmen made me feel special, as I was new to the Bible school.  I had met a few of them on a summer missions trip and their friendliness and heart for missions influenced me to switch colleges. So here I was.  What would the next year hold for me?

Sitting on a bench near the warmth of the fire, I joined in the songs. I was familiar with some of the typical 1970's  choruses that were popular at Bible camps.  Many of these leaders in training had spent their summer serving at such camps.  Some of us had gone to various communities in northern Canada to experience cross-cultural missions work.  We had made flip-style song books for our kids' club ministries, which included some of those camp songs, as well. 

But this chorus was different.  Taken from Psalm 5, this song was slower in tempo, not a fast-paced action song!  The words were in King James version of the Bible and expressed something deeper that stirred within my soul.  As I listened the first round, I admired the beautiful rich bass voices combining with the soprano and alto parts.  The second time, I joined in tentatively with the melody line.  We had no song books, only the confident voices of students who had sung this chorus many times and so I learned the song by memory.  

That September night in 1985 sealed this song, this prayer, in my heart, and 41 years later I'm still breathing it softly to the Lord.

In the NIV translation, the words don't flow quite so lyrically; but the meaning is clear.  David, the shepherd and king of Israel, wrote many psalms, poems and songs while in the pastures or in caves on the run from enemies!  He addresses God personally, desperately.

"Listen to my words, LORD, consider my lament.  Hear my cry for help, my King and my God, for to you I pray." (verses 1 & 2)  

David is experiencing difficult times and His prayers are sad, lonely and direct.  God, my God, please hear me!  In his desperation, David calls on the name of the LORD, the God of Israel, the God of his forefathers.  He is asking for help!

In Jewish tradition, prayers were offered several times a day: morning (shacharit), afternoon (minchah) and evening (arvith or maariv).  In researching this topic, I found Chabad.org to be helpful.  They attribute the morning prayer to Abraham, the afternoon to Isaac and the evening prayer to Jacob.  These prayer rituals are also connected to the offering of sacrifices at the Tabernacle and later, at the Temple.  Both David and Daniel are known for their faithful prayers three times a day. 

"In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before You and wait expectantly." (verse 3)

It seems to me that David sought the Lord in prayer first thing when he awoke.  Whether in the relative safety of pasture lands, the danger of hiding in caves or the security of his home and castle, David prayed.  He brought his concerns and his needs before the Lord and Him alone.  He lay his requests before the God of Israel and then waited.  He waited with anticipation and hope.  His faith was in God alone to answer and to help.

Psalm 86 begins with similar words.  "Hear me, LORD, and answer me, for I am poor and needy...When I am in distress, I call to You, because You answered me." (verses 1 & 7)  David made a habit, a regular custom of praying, not only in the morning, but as a way of life. 

 Psalm 88 opens with this cry: "Lord, You are the God who saves me; day and night I cry out to You.  May my prayer come before You; turn Your ear to my cry."  (verses 1 & 2)   This is not written by David, but by one of those assigned to sing and write music for the Hebrews to worship. The words are very similar to David's prayers and sentiments of faith.  Verse 13 is reminiscent of Psalm 5:3 - "But I cry to You for help, LORD; in the morning my prayer comes before You."  First thoughts of the day are of the Lord; Heman the Ezrahite ( of the Sons of Korah) and David have this in common.

If I close my eyes, I can smell the smoke of the campfire, hear the North Saskatchewan River rippling.  I can see the college jackets and 1980's hairstyles of my fellow schoolmates.  And my heart remembers the close fellowship as we worshiped together.

This morning, will you join me in bringing your praise and requests before the Lord? 

 

 

 Have I ever mentioned that Walter and I are terrible at resting?  We don't "do nothing" very well.  So the "in-between events or trips" portion of our schedule usually ends up being quite full.

The time following the Candidate Orientation & Training in Big River has been busy.  We arrived home to spring, which involves yard clean up and preparation of flower beds for the new season of growth.  Our winter tires needed changing to the summer treads and the vehicles needed a good cleaning inside and out after a winter/spring of salt, mud and bird fly-overs! And then it is an opportunity for spring cleaning in the house: changing over my winter clothing for summer wear and purging things for donation.  Some I give to Salvation Army thrift stores and some items I give to Big River Bible Camp.

The month of May is Missions Month at Balgonie Baptist, our home church.  Walter and I help connect the missionaries supported by our church to the congregation, either through in-person reports and visits, or through video presentations.  What a blessing to hear what God is doing across the world, or in our backyard, as we heard updates from Cameroon, Philippines, Christian Motorcyclists Assoc. and Options Pregnancy Centre.  This last Sunday, our daughter, Caylea shared about Big River Bible Camp and her fiance Eric preached from 1 John 1.  So special to be able to pray for a variety of missions and ministries with our church family.

Then, this past weekend was my mom's 80th birthday celebration held in Kisbey, SK.  My sister and I helped set up and decorate for the party.  Then about 35 family gathered for a delicious BBQ burger lunch and then 25 or more joined for an afternoon of old-time dancing and a lunch including birthday cake!  I think Mom enjoyed herself; at least when she disappeared after the guests had gone home, she let us do the cleaning up and went home to rest!  It was a fun time with lots of visiting and waltzing and and eating.  I was so thankful that all our children and the two grandkids were able to be there for this special milestone. (I would have included photos of the party but a professional photographer took the majority of formal and candid shots; I was too busy having fun to take pictures!)

Yesterday, Monday, we tried to slow down.  But Walter had a prayer meeting invitation and lunch plans; I had to get some groceries and do other errands.  Besides that, we had been back to the Bible camp at Big River last week, and have a better idea of what we'll be doing at camp this summer!  So, yes, we keep busy - sometimes TOO busy - but the beauty of being home is we can go to bed when we're tired and get up without an alarm!

HAVE A GREAT WEEK, FAMILY & FRIENDS!

  

 

 

This is the seventh training session Walter and I have done together in the past 9 years...and every time I feel honoured and privileged to be part of these few weeks.  With only 3 candidates this year, we shortened the training from three to two weeks.  We condensed some material and adjusted for less discussion and presentation time.  

Every year, a new group comes in, ready to learn and eager to get into their area of ministry.  When the training takes place in spring, we see the change of the season outside and also the growth of the individuals inside!  This year, we arrived at Big River Bible Camp to two feet of snow and very much a wintry welcome!  In the two weeks, we now see ground and grass appearing.  The kids can play on the newly emerging playground.  And I detect that new green fringe of buds on the trees.  Spring!

My role has been very different this time.  I help lead worship in the opening session, then run upstairs to the kitchen to prepare coffee time snack.  I cook lunch and supper the rest of the day.  If I'm organized, I can sneak in a nap or a walk.  After supper, my helpers and I clean up the leftovers and then I set out -breakfast for self-serve.  I did teach two classes this time: "Building Your Support Team" and "Abuse Issues in Ministry" which are my passions.

Walter has done quite a bit of the teaching on topics such as Cross-Cultural ministry, Co-Dependency, Suicide Prevention & Intervention and Spiritual Warfare.  He prepared notes and handouts and felt more ready than in years past.  But every class has unique dynamics and you can never predict where the questions and discussions may lead.

A couple of guest speakers  came to present on Sharing the Gospel Cross-Culturally, Doctrine and NCEM philosophy. Its always good to have many perspectives for a well-rounded experience at candidate training.  

The childcare piece of these weeks has been amazing!  The mom of 5 brought her kids and has been homeschooling her own and the other family's two children.  Plus caring for two toddlers.  Super-woman!  So for the most part, this year's training has been running smoothly.

I best get back to the kitchen to heat up smoked pork, cook rice in the InstaPot and steam some veggies.  Dessert is apple crisp with Dream Whip.  

One more full day...so little time to teach a lifetime of wisdom, advice and vision!

 

 

 

 Even Jesus had a job description!

I'm so glad that God's Word has a record of what Jesus was supposed to do.  Many people had expectations of the Messiah - that He would rescue the nation of Israel, protect Jerusalem and preserve God's people in a political way.  They expected a king like David of old. Their vision was for Israel and the kingdom was limited to geography. But Jesus had a much bigger calling and purpose as Messiah.  

Continuing in Isaiah 61, the next phrase reads: 

*"He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners..." Now we can deduce from this statement that a political or military force would be required to fulfill this claim.  Someone with the authority to set prisoners free.  Like Pontius Pilate, who was the Roman appointee to govern Judea in Jesus' day.  He had the authority to release Jesus from the sentence of crucifixion, even though the crowd and religious leaders called for the criminal, Barabbas, to be released.  Or a ruler like Herod who had the right to arrest and imprison John the Baptist. Herod then eventually had John beheaded because he was offended at John's direct preaching against his sin!  

But what did this aspect of Jesus' ministry entail?  Who were the prisoners He was sent to release?

Reading through the Gospel accounts, Jesus encountered all kinds of prisoners: beggars, prostitutes, tax collectors, physically disabled, demonically oppressed, religiously stuck.  Jesus did not select certain ones who qualified to be delivered from their bondage.  He was sent to set the captives free, whoever they were.  Many were of Hebrew blood and descent; some were Gentiles.  Some were rich and well-off; others were dirt poor!  He was no respecter of persons, as the King James Bible would say.

Jesus' ministry was very deliberate - He would pray and seek God's guidance as to where to go.  Then He would meet "random" people as He and His disciples traveled!  A Samaritan woman at a well at noon needed freedom from her series of relationships and lack of security in life.  A leper dared to ask Jesus to be made clean, to be freed from his social and economic and spiritual rejection.  A blind man made a public spectacle of himself as he cried out to be healed...Zaccheus, a tax collector and a very short man, truly an underdog, responded to Jesus' declaration, "I'm going to your house today."  Zaccheus was released from a questionable career and social isolation.  

Each one met Jesus, by faith received His ministry of freedom and followed this new Way.  What did Jesus ask of them?  Repentance, trust, changed life and leave the old behind.  The Samaritan woman faced her sin and became the first evangelist in Samaria. The leper was cleansed and restored; he, too spread the news of Jesus. The blind man could see; he gave up a life of begging and was be restored to dignity.  And Zaccheus, he not only experienced acceptance and honour, but he paid back those he had cheated and made restitution in response to his changed life and status.

Let's not forget those who were demonically oppressed/possessed.  Jesus demanded that the spirit or spirits be cast out of the victims and He restored them to mental, emotional and spiritual health.  Mary Magdalene followed Jesus faithfully, and we do not hear of any return to the torment she had once endured.  The demoniac who ran around naked in the tombs was fully delivered and sitting, clothed in his right mind.  There is no prison, no bondage, no affliction that Jesus has not conquered, and even more so after His death and resurrection.  The very Saviour who died for our sins, was raised for our justification.  He is victorious over death and hell.  Satan's authority is now limited in scope and in time.  The end is near!

Although we all may long for political, economical and social freedoms to be secured, Jesus came for a far greater purpose. If you are suffering from a bondage, a burden, a prison that you cannot free yourself from - call on Jesus!  And if you want someone to talk to, I can be there to help and point the way to the One who can truly help.  My husband, too, can listen, give counsel, pray and offer hope in the Lord Jesus.

Peace to you.