On the Third Day

I sit here tonight listeining to Matt Maher's On the Third Day. The entire song talks of how the very world we live in points to the Easter storey and how Jesus prevailed on the third day. Theres a 'line that says "for everything must die to rise again" and today that brings me great peace and hope. I got word today that my Grandma Brown is in the last days of her life, she has begun the molding process, and is curled up into the fetal position. The DOC at her LTC facility has told us to prepare, for the time is comming soon. I had my moment of crying today and yes it is sad but i know where she is going when she passes and that is a far better place then our world can offer. Back to the line "For everything must die to raise again" Tonight i took that and applied it to my Grandma B. She is very sick, she is in the very last stages of Alzhimers and her quality of life is very low, when my grandma dies she will "rise" and go to heaven where she will be freed from her sickness, she will no loner be plauged with this awfull disease. SHe will be able to walk, and talk, and sing. She will be reunited wth her dear sweet Beth, she will sit at the feet or her saviour and bask in the wonder of his beautiful face; and all of this becuase she will have died. So yes this impending death will be sad, but really we can take comfprt in knowing that "everything must die to rise again"

What a week!

The week is drawing to and end and i have to say it has been an interesting one for sure. 5 days ago i recieved the word that Shaun had been involved in the incident overseas. I posted on monday about it, and u all know of my disgust r/t it. I do however have to praise our Glorious and AWESOME God for his watch care over him. As i told a CBC representative, i do not believe in luck, and i told shaun that b4 he left, hence never wishin him "good luck" I do however believe in the unfailling power of the Lord Jesus Christ who has enabled Shaun to come home (which is tomorrow night by the way!!!!) It is bitter sweet of course, this isnt the way we would have wanted for him to come back, however he is alive and that is something to be so thanfull for. Another note to the families of the others who were not as forunate, my love and prayers go out to you in the deepest and most sincer way!

What a sick World

What a sick world we live in these days. I shake my head as i read the news. Yesterday a canadaian LAVIII was hit with explosives causing the amo on board to ignite and kill 6 and critically injury one candadian solider. I shake my head! These men were over there trying to make this country a BETTER place. They went over believeing in the mission, they went so that the citizens of the nation could have a better life, and this is what they get in return. I was very close to the injured solider, i thank GOD that he wasnt killed but for 6 families and friend groups the news wasnt as good.
To the Cpl Fevens family, we pray for a speedy and total recovery for Shaun, I have to believe that God spared him his life, and that he has great things in store for him. To the Sgt. Lucas, Cpl. Williams, Pte.Kennedy, Pte.Greenslade, and Cpl. Stannix families i pray for you all in this trying time. I can even begin to imagine the loss that you are experiencing, you lost sons, fathers, brothers, partners. Know that like many my prayers are with you, and i mean that. I pray daily for the soliders and thier families both present and fallen. Their families are as much a part of this war as they are, its just in a little different way.
Love and Prayers to all

A poem by Dad

A poem by my Dad for you Sweet Beth

The day dawned dark as the creek ran high.
The girl wandered off while the world seemed fine.
The waters churned white while the mother marked time
.The creek bank beckoned as the shoppers walk by.

The moment marked only by trees and brook
The quiet calls merged into desperate look.
The crews offered hope while doubtful heads shook.
The girl was ensnared by a wooden stick’s crook.
The family wretched as the word was brought.
The mother melted as the father fought.
The grandmother prayed as the brother thought.
The doctor listened as the body taught.

The preacher preached as the people cried
The hearse was readied and the casket aligned.
The streets were emptied by motorcade ride.
The graveyard beckoned as the casket was spied.
The heavens opened as the angels sang.
The strings of heaven sweet music rang.

The Father welcomed and the Son explained.
The child, now enlightened, awaits The Coming Day!