After a rather wretched night's sleep, I was regrettably not able to attend the Maplecrest Service this morning. I understand it was well- attended. However I was able to watch it on line. Wow! What an honor. Big thank you to all of those who attended the inspirational service. I felt the prayers, I felt the love - and at this stage there is nothing more important than the love. Thank you!
Q: What is the tallest building in the entire world?
A: The library, because it has so many stories.
The story continues....
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After the deconstruction and the reconstruction of my life through memorization and letting go of skids and more skids of unresolved issues, I thought I was doing well.
By this time the atmosphere in my truck had changed so much, I quite enjoyed going to work. The truck had become my Sanctuary where I was meeting with God every day - all day. This is where I recited long passages of the Bible off by heart; I prayed, I sang praises, I wept, I yelled, I had become a "Mennocostle"!!!
One day as I was worshipping and driving my delivery truck south on Ravenhurst Street near the Pandora intersection in Transcona, I sensed a presence in the truck. I glanced to my right - someone was sitting there on the passenger seat of my truck!
It could have been an angel but it looked like Jesus, exactly like those old Sunday school pictures of Jesus - the Jesus standing at the door knocking with long soft brown hair and robe of white. He was transparent and translucent, like an apparition - except I knew it was real. This apparition exuded a warm - a full presence.
looked away quickly. Eyes on the road. Wondering if I should look again!
I took a second quick peek and sure enough the man was still there!
This was a very out-of-the-box experience! I wondered vaguely if I had eaten some kind of a pickle or something!
I looked again and again. He didn't say anything - just sat there with a faint smile on his face - sometimes looking at me - sometimes with his eyes straight ahead like a passenger enjoying the view.
I had to keep my eyes on the road so I could only take a few extended glances at the figure which I did every chance I got, reassuring myself that this was real.
I felt both afraid and comforted! I never considered pulling over. I didn't want the moment to end.
I came to Dugald Road took a right turn and Jesus stayed for a half a minute longer or so and then was gone!
I was so disappointed, I had not even thought to talk to him!
What did it mean? There were no words! But I knew there was a message!
But what? Slowly I began to realize that Jesus had come to encourage me. That there was heavenly agreement with what I was doing in my sacred place, my truck cab. That I had made the right decision to renew my forgiveness!
It was a heavenly being coming to earth to reassure me that all will be ok.
It was telling me. "You are going in the right direction. Blessings to you on your journey."
Or something like that...
Q: What is the tallest building in the entire world?
A: The library, because it has so many stories.
The story continues....
***********
After the deconstruction and the reconstruction of my life through memorization and letting go of skids and more skids of unresolved issues, I thought I was doing well.
By this time the atmosphere in my truck had changed so much, I quite enjoyed going to work. The truck had become my Sanctuary where I was meeting with God every day - all day. This is where I recited long passages of the Bible off by heart; I prayed, I sang praises, I wept, I yelled, I had become a "Mennocostle"!!!
One day as I was worshipping and driving my delivery truck south on Ravenhurst Street near the Pandora intersection in Transcona, I sensed a presence in the truck. I glanced to my right - someone was sitting there on the passenger seat of my truck!
It could have been an angel but it looked like Jesus, exactly like those old Sunday school pictures of Jesus - the Jesus standing at the door knocking with long soft brown hair and robe of white. He was transparent and translucent, like an apparition - except I knew it was real. This apparition exuded a warm - a full presence.
looked away quickly. Eyes on the road. Wondering if I should look again!
I took a second quick peek and sure enough the man was still there!
This was a very out-of-the-box experience! I wondered vaguely if I had eaten some kind of a pickle or something!
I looked again and again. He didn't say anything - just sat there with a faint smile on his face - sometimes looking at me - sometimes with his eyes straight ahead like a passenger enjoying the view.
I had to keep my eyes on the road so I could only take a few extended glances at the figure which I did every chance I got, reassuring myself that this was real.
I felt both afraid and comforted! I never considered pulling over. I didn't want the moment to end.
I came to Dugald Road took a right turn and Jesus stayed for a half a minute longer or so and then was gone!
I was so disappointed, I had not even thought to talk to him!
What did it mean? There were no words! But I knew there was a message!
But what? Slowly I began to realize that Jesus had come to encourage me. That there was heavenly agreement with what I was doing in my sacred place, my truck cab. That I had made the right decision to renew my forgiveness!
It was a heavenly being coming to earth to reassure me that all will be ok.
It was telling me. "You are going in the right direction. Blessings to you on your journey."
Or something like that...
“The spiritual life does not remove us
from the world but leads us deeper into it”
― Nouwen Henri J. M.
from the world but leads us deeper into it”
― Nouwen Henri J. M.
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