O God, from my
youth you have taught me, and I still proclaim your wondrous deeds.
Simeon took him in
his arms and praised God, saying, ‘Master, now you are dismissing
your servant in peace, according to your word; for my eyes have seen
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we live a long life, we know how life is: there are times of full
colour, loud celebration, and overwhelming exuberance; there are also
times of deadening greys, stifled sobs, and oppressive despair; and
there are times of everything in between. As the Holy Spirit leads
us, we continue to proclaim God’s great deeds in our lives, in
lives around us, and in the lives of saints before us. Simeon,
knowing his days were coming to an end, rejoiced that he was able to
imagine and know, hear and see, touch and be touched by the infant
Jesus, the Saviour of all ages. Whether we are close to our end …
or expecting years and decades more of this wondrous life, filled
with God’s marvellous deeds, we too can lift our voices in thanks
for all God is, and all God has given us to experience in our days on
earth. What a marvellous gift we have … to share with others!
Those who are far
off shall come and help to build the temple of the Lord; and you
shall know that the Lord of hosts has sent me to you.
In Christ you also
are built together spiritually, into a dwelling-place for God.
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these days we can easily experience that many of our loved ones are
‘far off’, even if they are only a few kilometres distant, we may
not be able to visit with them. Now we cannot offer to give them a
ride to church on Sunday or to the Lenten soup supper and services.
One of the gifts given to us in our baptisms is that we are all
members of One Body. This is a physical reality. It is also a
spiritual oneness that Christ gives to us. No matter how ‘far off’
we may be these days, Christ calls us to be together, physically
distant, but socially and spiritually as near as the heart beat in
our chests, the dreams in our minds, and the hope that gives us the
future completeness of Christ’s 2nd coming already today.
You shall say to
them, Thus says the Lord: When people fall, do they not get up again?
If they go astray, do they not turn back?
Everything that the Father gives me will come to me, and anyone who
comes to me I will never drive away.
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is so easy to stumble and fall. To lose our way. To end up really
alone. Father Brown (a BBC series) says often, “I am not alone. God
is always with me.” Jesus has claimed us and there is nothing that
can take us away from him. We may often feel alone. We may
desperately need another person’s presence, their voice, their
listening heart, to remind us that God is always with us. Reach out.
Be the person Christ claimed you to be. Be the reminder of God’s
presence for someone needing to hear once again, the old, old story
of Jesus and his love.
Look on my right
hand and see there is no one who takes notice of me; no refuge
remains to me; no one cares for me.
Blessed be the God
and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and the
God of all consolation, who consoles us in all our affliction, so
that we may be able to console those who are in any affliction with
the consolation with which we ourselves are consoled by God.
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wisdom is now frequently shared since more and more of us will be
effected by isolation: God created us to be in connection with other
people. Different people at different times need more contact.
Isolation does have a negative impact on our physical health, making
us sick in and of itself. We may well cry out: no refuge remains for
us! Doch. God consoles us in all our afflictions, also those we face
today. Reach out to console others with this gentle, gracious, and
caring consolation that we have already received from God.
The Lord takes
pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast
Whoever does the
will of God is my brother and sister and mother.
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one hears that we are facing a new and unprecedented crisis. It is
new for most of us, though, as humans, we have in history faced many
similar crises and challenges. Our faith prepares us for everything
that happens on earth. What happens to us determines only 10% of who
we are. 90% of who we are is determined by what we do. We are well
equipped to do the will of God; we are God-made saints, though still
sinners. Because our hope is based on God’s love for all creation,
we can reach out to others isolated, alone, and afraid, by every
means still available to us. We can be the people of God, claimed by
Christ, and equipped by the Holy Spirit. Bringing Light to others
with a simple telephone call can make all the difference for them,
and for us.
There is much more: to repeat what many have posted already:
A study from researchers at the National Institutes of Health (NIH), published in the New England Journal of Medicine, suggests the virus can live
up to four hours on copper,
up to a day on cardboard,
up to three days on plastic and stainless steel, and
up to three hours in the air.
The times vary according to environmental conditions, of course. Meaning these could be much longer under ideal conditions (for the virus – very un-ideal for us!)
NOTE! Freezing temperatures ‘put the virus in stasis’, meaning freezing does not kill it all, but preserves much of it! Meaning the above times are put on hold in freezing temperatures.
An earlier study of SARS Cov (the outbreak of 2002-3) determined that the survival time for this related virus under optimal dry surface, air conditioned temperatures, could be as long as 2 weeks, or 3 weeks in a liquid environment at room temperature. The greatest transmission ‘assistants’ could be foamites (objects or materials which are likely to carry infection, such as clothes, utensils, and furniture.) https://www.hindawi.com/journals/av/2011/734690/
Still needed is information at what temperatures/humidity SARS CoV2 is killed.
Sometimes the light is so bright that it bounces all over and compromises the beauty of the most natural developments. Here the icicles of warm days and cold nights catch the evening sun that lays down shadows sweeping across the soft curves of blown snow.
The light’s reflections and distortions do not change the snow, the trees, the shadows, the icicles. It changes only our perceptions.
Reality is still reality.
I’m in Walmart to get the few groceries I need and can afford, wiping down items to disinfect them before putting them in my sanitized container, to take to the self check out; controlling what I can.
A father walks past me, whom I’ve greeted at a distance just minutes before, who says to me:
“It’s airborne. Wiping down things will not help.”
I responded sarcastically, “You’re so smart, but deadly wrong!”
Later I’m in the Dollar Tree picking up essentials, keeping my distance from the people in front of me, and I turn part way around and see the line up behind me, the nearest person is less than 2 feet away. Everybody behind that person is just as close, as if there were no warning to keep your distance from other people.
We have the ability to see the same things at different times, in different light, and appreciate the root of the beauty of the universe.
The light’s reflections and beauty do not change the snow, the trees, the icicles. There are no shadows. Still the real change is only our perceptions.
Reality is still reality.
What gives, with the deadly stupidity about town?
Someone standing that close to a person with a compromised immune system could be essentially killing the compromised person.
Do people not listen? Learn? Care?
Or are people so angry at being told to change their habits that they protest by not following the recommendations?
Or is it the disbelief of the masses that gets crazy people elected? That tolerates systemic abuse of identifiable groups of people? That brings intelligent people to jump on the band wagon of Gaslighting victims of abuse?
Stupid is just Stupid. Sometimes it is also Deadly.
You probably should be able to tell the difference!
If there is all white almost everywhere, the exceptions, like a bundle of golden grass, will stand out, in the light, as beautiful.
If it’s just white,
It just snowed really heavily.
If it’s all just grass, this bundle is not that interesting, most likely.
If one has just gold, well that’s another problem I’ve never had,
It’s just like a cold. I don’t see what all the fuss is about.
Right, for some people Covid 19 is just like a cold and does no more damage than a cold.
It’s just like the flu. I’m not worried.
Well, you should take flu more seriously. It’s fatality percentage is less than 1.0%, but it is still deadly for some people.
And it mutates every year, so it can become more deadly in a year or less.
If there is no light, than nothing is seen as it really is. Everything becomes so much the same that it’s just dull, and then who would be interested?
It’s all a bunch of nothing. It’s just a kind of flu.
Yes, it is a kind of flu, a different kind of flu. Not in it’s make up, but in it’s ability to kill it has perhaps the same or greater fatality percentage as the Spanish flu. The Spanish flu hit a small community in northern Canada and of the 80 people there 72 died within a short time.
The Spanish flu killed in a few hours.
Covid 19 is estimated to have a fatality rate similar to the Spanish Flu.
The Spanish flu killed 50 to 100 million people.
So why worry if Covid19 and it’s mutations kill that many people every year or more – since the percentages of infected and the percentage of dead are the same, the population is much larger therefore proportionately many more people will die, or if this virus is not reduced by the passing of seasons (dies off due to the heat of summer) then it may be a great number more?
It may be in a short time that way too many people will die to allow life to continue as we know it!
Because it will not take long for there to be no one to grow, distribute and sell the food you have become dependent on, or the products, or … well, anything.
When the light shines, then you can see the beauty of a simple day.
And when you take time to figure out the truth, then you can act appropriately,
so you do not expose dozens of people to your infection, killing a handful of them.
That’s the big deal.
Cold Lake has supposedly 4 cases of Covid 19 as of today.
Schools are closed until at least September, Libraries are closed.
Makes sense with a military base and lots of wealthy people traveling the world, and coming home
of God’s gift to us humans is our ability to understand stories, to
hear them and experience what is in them, and to write stories to
convey more than just the words describe, or as in movies, more than
what the images portray by themselves.
Imagination More Than We Could Know
Stories have the key to communicate the
most hidden, the most complex, the most poignant, the most critical,
and the most beautiful aspects of life itself; and in that
communication to the reader, listener, or viewer to teach something
new, to connect at an un-imagined level, and to reveal something even
beyond what the author, reader and creator conceived possible.
Our Words and Images Reach The
Pinnacle and Depth of Beauty
This Lent we embark on 40 days of
fasting, reflection, prayer and meditation which themselves reflect a
long tradition of the preparation to hear the story of Passion week
and Easter Sunday, and which in themselves each year are a new story
for each one of us.
What is your story, the one you are
always part of?
What new will you learn, imagine,
encounter on your 40 day journey this Lent?
Can you see something new?
Lent has it’s own stories, worthy of
hearing again and again: Shrove Tuesday: the yeast and oil used in
one last meal so the house has none in it during Lent. The ashes of
our origins and ends as organisms on this earth. Marked in the sign
of the cross, branding us as belonging to Christ. No meat. Fasting
severe or limited. Giving up something. Engaging in something.
Praying daily or even hourly, especially for one’s enemies.
Can we see through the fog?
All this to prepare
our hearts, mind and souls to hear, imagine, and celebrate Jesus’
sacrifice and victory over death and all our sin.
Christ’s story is
filled with Light!
All this to prepare
our hearts, mind and souls to hear, imagine, and celebrate Jesus’
lived out in our lives.
For the last seven years I have been gaslit by so many people. First at home and then it spread through the church as the lay pastor started in, by people in the community recruited by the RCMP, the RCMP themselves, by lawyers, the prosecutors and even my own lawyers, and most recently by the judges and justices who created their own lies in order to convict me, and to deny my applications.
may be difficult for many to believe.
used to be unimaginable to me.
it is the truth that impacts my daily life, as my ‘ex’, the lawyers,
and the courts have completely ruined me financially driving me into
debt so far I cannot see the light or the tunnel. I have left to my
name a huge debt, a bicycle, a tent, a sleeping bag and my clothes. I
live alone in the woods. I survive on money borrowed from family and
friends, using borrowed highly modified equipment to survive the
elements on next to no money.
appears that the lies told about me and those who have told them, and
the judges who have ruled using them, have completely determined my
is not so. They have determined some of the external circumstances of
my life, and they seem to persist at determining more. But they
cannot determine who I am and what I have done (or not done).
I am still the same kind, gracious, man of faith that I have always been, with a good set of skills and knowledge, and abilities, and above all the assurance that, because God loves me, I am able to love, forgive (or not as it is), breathe, and extend Grace as it is extended to me.
Those who have gaslit me, those who have repeatedly and intentionally lied about me, in order to try to create a reality about me that simply is not so; these people have not created a reality about me. They have created a huge set of lies.
Their lies do not determine who I am. They do not define me.
Their lies determine who they are. Their lies define them.
My ex and the children I have long since forgiven. They were, at my ex’s invitation, my life, my love, and God’s gifts to me.
But all the others, those who are given authority and responsibility to investigate and rule based on the truth. those whose positions are to be respected, they are not only guilty; they make a habit of gaslighting others, and some have laughed at their maniacal fun at hurting innocent people.
As I am ordained to extend grace and forgiveness to all people whom I meet, I am also ordained to bind the sins of those who should not be forgiven. This is a rare thing. But these lies are all too common, oft repeated, and engaged in as sport, as the record of innocent men convicted by the courts belies.
The damage their lies do to the innocent men and the children is incomprehensible. They leave children in the care of people who create lies about men who healthily love their children. They leave children with sole parents who suffer psychotic breaks, who project their own faults on to others near them including the children and their spouses. They leave the children without a healthy parent, and with a most unhealthy parent, who does the unspeakable to the children, and then adds those terrible things to the list of lies about which they gaslight their spouses.
The damage is also to the spouse (and children) who lie to create a false and terrible story about their innocent men. Being believed when one lies, and encouraged even to lie more, disrupts any trust even the liar could possibly have in the just and fairness of the world. At any moment someone else could start lying about them and they would be ruined based on those lies.
The damage is to everyone, for at any moment anyone can start lying about anyone else, and the person lied about will be ruined, even though they are innocent. This is the destruction of trust, without which society disintegrates into a morass of nothing being true or trustworthy or healthy, for anyone.
This is who the people who gaslight others are: they are those who dismantle everyone’s ability to trust the rule of law, the word of people, the basic justness of our country. Many peoples, against whom prejudice and bias has run rampant, have known this for generations.
I known it, personally.
you believe me or not is immaterial, but it is vitally important. You
could easily be next.
This is what those who gaslight others do to our country. This is who they are. This is how they try to determine others to be worse than themselves, but that is a futile effort. This is who they determine themselves to be: corrupters and perverters of all that is good.
Thus their sins are bound, and they are told, so that they are as aware as they can be made to be. They have time to amend their lives, through telling the complete truth about their lies, openly, publicly, and through making restitution as it can be made.
they can be reconciled with their victims.
the day of them telling the full truth or
God judging them, this is not something
they can leave behind. It is what they have to look forward to, to
that day when the Light of Christ will shine.
May it shine soon, now on this earth, during our lives. But if not,
then soon enough.
When the Light of Christ shines on what they have done, and the truth I have always provided, no witnesses or rules of evidence will be needed. God knows everything. There is no statute of limitations or excuses of lack of resources to judge fairly according to the truth. God knows the truth, the absolute truth. God will judge their sins.
am not determined by their gaslighting. I do struggle to survive the
effects, but I am blessed each day. I live thankful and even joyful
at times. I will survive until God brings me home to the New
Jerusalem, the city of light, into the room prepared for me by
know who I am. I am blessed to have lived a very self-aware life.
Lies do not determine or define the person whom they are told about; they determine and define the person who tells the lies.
The reality of Gaslighting is that it is destructive for everyone, but most of all for those who tell the lies.