Confessions of a reluctant Blue Jays fan
I’m gonna be honest.
I sheepishly need to confess that I am a bandwagon jumper and currently caught up in Blue Jays fever.
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Reflections on being screwed up.
But yet, out of nowhere, it began to rain. I couldn’t understand it at all. I was literally getting wet and kind of chilled. And on top of that, while I was trying to figure out what was going on, Superwoman walked by me.
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Ode Du A Loyal Mobility Scooter
I would have at least taken a farewell photo of and/or given it a hug and a kiss goodbye first. But alas it was too late.
It was over. It was the end of an era.
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Confessions of a dad of a teenage daughter
My little girl, the one I walked to her first day of kindergarten with just yesterday (it seems), will jump on the subway tomorrow morning and head off to her new school.
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We’re all heading H.O.M.E.
One person without a home is one too many.
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A tribute to a friend and a hero: Mrs. Commissioner Alison R. Walter
I didn’t think she even knew who I was. After all, she’s lived all over the world and has seen and done everything. Everyone who is anyone in The Salvation Army world knows her name.
I was a friend of her husband Commissioner Stanley Walter. We worked together when I was director of Friendship Room and then Gateway. He was our accountant in his retirement. He came to work every week in his SA uniform, smiled at everyone, did his 4 hour per week job more efficiently than any form of accounting I’ve ever experienced, updated me on our financial situation, gave me a word of encouragement and/or constructive critique, and left. I loved him and was deeply saddened when he told me he was sick and wouldn’t be back. In 2004 I quietly sat in the backseat at his funeral to pay my respects, didn’t talk to a soul, and left. I didn’t even bring greetings to his grieving wife, not wanting to interrupt her grief and thinking she had no idea who I was anyways.
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Finally entering the spiritual direction world
In my weakness, I am being molded into much less the ‘fixer’ I always have tried to be, and more of a listener.
“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Corinthians 12:9)
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Carry Me
In Mark 2, there’s a story of a disabled man whose friends carry him to the house where Jesus was staying, believing Jesus can heal him.
Bitter/ Sweet Stories of unexpected grace from the street
There was this one time when I played in a band with a guy who was severely mentally ill. When he sat down to play the drums, his eyes went clear and he became a drumming machine.
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MS, healing, drugs, exercise, and Jesus (last part)
Well to tie up this little series of thoughts, I’ll share what I’ve been thinking a lot about these past few days due to my work; the word ‘joy’.
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