Life

• Do you want to see Him

  Jul 24, 2021 Admin 0 Comments

  I wish I could tell you that I have led a flawless life and developed a spotless character, that 'there's no problem here Jack', alas it wouldn't be true. 

  Jesus would say;

  "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God"

  Do you want to see him? This blessing belongs not to those who believe they are strangers to evil,but to those who face their weaknesses and are purified in the process.

  We know the struggles we have with our motivations, actions, words, deeds. We know it even when those around us don't, when we hide the real me. We can see God when we can see ourselves, when stumbling blocks in ourselves that we would like to deny or disguise or pretend they are not there, do not shade our eyes.

  The sight of God is delivered to those who refuse to be blinded by their own conflicts, with eyes that sprout wrinkles from looking steadily toward the truth.

   

   

   

   

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• Mercy

  Jul 8, 2021 Admin 0 Comments

  Well life moved on, we started having children, and like all couples there were some bumps in the road. Lets face it every one of us from time to time needs a touch of Mercy and Grace. We mess things up with our relationships, we make mistakes and do things and say things we regret. But how wonderful and healing it is when the one we hurt forgives us it's alright I understand.

   

  Mercy challenges us in a world that has grown cynical about its possibilities. Mercy if fine, but power settles issues. You see mercy is the capacity to empty ourselves of our own concerns and view things from inside someone else.

   

  In a very deep sense mercy is an extension of Jesus sacrificing himself on the cross for us, this virtue only exists if we take on the flesh of others and know their experience not with the wise judgements of outsiders, but with the very taste of their lives in our mouths and feel of their sufferings in our bones.

   

  Mercy is a long journey that begins with putting ourselves aside, by allowing our own concerns to die, but it leads us to an enlarged sense of life and the promise of compassion.

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• Why I gave up on pursuit of happiness

  Jul 2, 2021 Admin 0 Comments

  https://www.msn.com/en-ca/lifestyle/relationships/why-i-abandoned-my-pursuit-of-happiness/ar-AALCR9h?ocid=msedgntp

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• My Wife

  Jun 26, 2021 Admin 0 Comments

  I remember the first time I saw my wife, she was  only fifteen. She was beautiful and I fell in love with her at that first moment. I had gone with a couple of friends to the bowling alley, and I said to one of them, "go over to that girl and introduce me." He said "I don't know her," I said "it doesn't matter."

   

  Its been 55 years since that evening, and with so many marriages in trouble these days people sometimes ask me what is your secret. Well there is no secret, just a perspective of who my wife is to me.

   

  "My Wife is Gods special gift to me. My gem of many virtues, my casket of jewels; her voice is sweet music, her smiles my brightest day, her kiss the guardian of my innocence, her arms the pale of my safety, her industry my surest wealth, her economy my safest steward, her lips my faithful counsellor, her bosom the softest pillow of my cares".

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• Only a Dad

  Jun 25, 2021 Admin 0 Comments

  My Dad was only a young boy of 17 when he left his home in Newfoundland and went to fight in the second world war. He met my Mother in England and I came along in 1947. When he finally brought his family home, it was hard going. He had sacrificed his youth, and the work he could get was low paying. As a result he worked three jobs to keep his family going. I would often join him at night cleaning a factory office. This is for you Dad!

   

  Only a dad, with a tired face

  Coming home from the daily race;

  Bringing little of gold and fame

  To show how well he has played the game,

  But glad in his heart that his own rejoice

  To see him come and to hear his voice.

   

  Only a dad, of a brood of four,

  One of ten million men or more,

  Plodding along in the daily strife,

  Bearing the whips and scorns of life

  With never a whimper of pain or hate,

  For the sake of those who at home await.

   

  Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,

  Merely one of the surging crowd,

  Toiling, striving, from day to day,

  Facing whatever may come his way;

  Silent, whenever the harsh condemn,

  And bearing it all for the love of them.

   

  Only a dad, but he gives his all

  To smooth the way for his children small;

  Doing, with courage stern and grim,

  The deeds that his father did for him.

  These are the lines that for him I pen

  Only a dad, but the best of men.

   

  Thanks Dad

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