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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

109th Post - Courage

“It takes courage to love, but pain through love is the purifying fire which those who love generously know. We all know people who are so much afraid of pain that they shut themselves up like clams in a shell and, giving out nothing, receive nothing and therefore shrink until life is a mere living death.” 
― Eleanor Roosevelt

Poor me! I've been wallowing in the place called Pity, (alias overwhelmed). It's not a healthy place to be. I didn't consciously choose to settle here, it just sort of crept up on me. At any rate, here I am.

Uncovering perspective can be a challenge. I love a challenge! With shovel (laptop) in hand I began to dig. Once again I was in pursuit of perspective. Perspective about life's BIG questions. Perhaps perspective could restore balance, or at least release me from Pity?
         
I've been home sick for three days. Nothing serious; a cold, a low fever, the chills. As I toss about still pajama clad, I've had time to do some online 'screen' shopping, play solitaire, and catch up on some blog reading. In my pursuit of perspective the blog world led me to a powerful story of ongoing courage. 

How touching to discover a link to Leontien's Story.  Courage with a capital 'C'. My heart reaches out to Leontien and her family as she courageously battles a second round of cancer. 



Thank you to Sandie at Chatty Crone for sharing the link. 

Take some time to read Leontien's story. 



"Courage does not always roar,
sometimes courage is the quiet voice 
at the end of the of the day saying,
"I will try again tomorrow!"
                  Mary Ann Radmacher


Keep on fighting!
CLPCS

Sunday, November 27, 2011

108th Post - Just

I'm back...and by saying that I'm  breaking one of the blogging rules I recently stumbled upon: don't draw attention to long blogging absences...but when have I ever really followed the rules?

It's been a gruelling month. Busy at work and busy at home; make that exhausted at home. This morning my reverend is off to preach his monthly sermon at a local church. Being new at this pastor's wife gig, I have chosen to stay at home and meet up with him after church. Oops, is that another rule I'm breaking?

I find myself in a constant state of anger and weariness. It is mostly related to work, but truth be told, it is difficult to tease out work from life in general. If you're a blogging friend you'll know that I am passionate about my work. Teaching and now counselling is more than a job, but a calling on my life. It is without pride and arrogance that I  declare that I am  good at both. That has allowed for many blessings throughout my life.

I have vigorously defended public education throughout my 32 years in the business. It is no secret that I struggle with  private christian education and when that doesn't satisfy; home schooling. Part of the beautiful life we have in Canada is the option of choices. To disagree is to bask in the freedom of this great nation. So with that in in mind, I anticipate that many of you will strongly disagree with the rest of this post. That's OK. Tension is often needed in order for movement to occur.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

107th Post - Exodus


No I'm not going anywhere! I'm referring to Exodus the second book of the Old Testament.

Exodus 17:8-13 To be precise!


A while ago I posted a simple Facebook status "Carol wants to go home". In hindsight I realize that could be taken several  ways. Mother Irmgard replied in typical mother fashion, "come visit me". Other friends replied in a similar way. One dear friend sent me a message. She was concerned. In her message she included a scripture reference from Exodus 17. 

If you recall your bible stories from Sunday School, this was a good one. The Amalekites were attacking the Israelites. Moses, the leader of the Israelites gave the instruction to go and fight! While they were in battle, he (Moses) would go to the top of the hill and stand, arms outstretched, staff of God in hand, while they fought. 

So, Joshua and his men went into battle. The account tells us that as long as Moses held up his arms, the Israelites would be winning, but as his arms grew weary and he lowered them the Amalekites would gain the upper hand. 

Have you ever tried to hold up your arms for any length of time? Go ahead, try. Easy? Well grab a broom and hold it up...high...keep holding. I imagine a battle would last more than a few minutes. Keep holding that broom. How long did you last? All day? Maybe not, I know I can't.  

As you can well imagine Moses also grew weary. But the consequences of his fatigue meant potential defeat for his army. No pressure there! 

Throughout scripture we are reminded of team work, and this story is no exception. 

Cue Aaron and Hur!