Pancake Tuesday. Shrove Tuesday. Mardi Gras. What ever you call it, it is an excuse to eat pancakes for supper! That’s what it was for me growing up. What kid doesn’t get excited about having breakfast for supper, especially when you only get it once a year. This year I celebrated with fellow friends and Continue reading
In Theology class we read a lot of Theologians work. We students, as our teacher tells us, are turning into Theologians too. In class we read everything except for what we were assigned for homework, but that is ok, because I might not have ever read the excerpt by Mechthild of Macgeburg. She was one of the most important women spiritual writers in the 13th century. I am going to post this little conversation she wrote between God and the Soul. As we read it in class it moved me and I felt God’s presence and knowing that He truly loves me and cares for me. I’ve known this all along, but I thought I would share anyways. You might have a totally different reaction, and that is ok.
Soul: Lord, I bring you my treasure; It is greater than the mountains; It is wider than the world, deeper than the sea, higher than the clouds, more brilliant than the sun, more numerous than the stars, weighing more than everything.
God: O image of my Godhead, ennobled by my own humanity, adorned by my Holy Spirit, what is your treasure called?
Soul: Lord, it is called my heart’s desire, which I have taken out of the world, kept to myself, and denied to all creatures. Now I can bear this no longer. Where, O Lord, shall I lay it?
God: Your heart’s desire you will lay nowhere other than in my own divine heart, and in my human breast. There alone will you find comfort, and be embraced by my Spirit.
The Soul here has put her heart’s desire and trust in the hand of God. She finds rest in Him. Just as I find rest in Him and I receive God’s embrace that I may fully live.
Where is your heart’s desire? you know what to do… leave me a comment… whatever it may be.
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Have you ever gone camping and been caught in a storm? We did on Saturday night. It was not too scary. The clouds were rolling by so fast and it got so dark it was eerie. It was only 7pm, so we knew something was coming along. We packed everything into the cars not caring where things went in the car. Covered the BBQ and wood with a tarp (we want to keep things dry) and got the fire going to try to get it some s’mores before the rain started.
The end of our fire that God reignited for us! Amazing. We were the only fire for quite a while. We burned the rest of our wood. Chatted. Enjoyed the after storm of quiet until the neighbours started awakening from their cars and tents. And we had another smore. I really do think the peppermint patty smore is my favourite!
That was our storm. It wasn’t that bad of a storm. Interesting to be in the tent with the crazy wind, but not as bad as it could have been. The next morning we did see branches blown down and a very thick branch cracked and hanging by its threads from the tree, but thankfully nothing fell on us and hopefully not on anyone else. We were in a good spot that the rain didn’t run to our tent. That happened a couple different times while I was tenting. Except I think they were older tents. Sleeping bags and everything else soaked!
The tent is being dried and aired out at one of the girls houses since it would be a bit awkward drying it out on the apartment building lot! Some of our things were mixed together as I cam e with one friend and went home with the other, but I think we have things sorted out. Overall it was a good weekend! I’m not sure if I have time for another camping trip this summer, but I’m hoping to get camping a bit more next summer. I love it!
Peter replied, Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off – for all whom the Lord our God will call. – Acts 2:38-39
Wow, we are so early. We probably could have left more like 9 then 7ish. There was no traffic on the roads and even though there was only three lines at the border, we didn’t have to wait at all. I don’t know why we thought it would take us so long. Hey, now that we are in the US and have some time, let’s stop for a pee break. Here’s a Burger King.
Wait, don’t lock the door I need to get my purse.
As she was starting to shut the door she heard the above words and tried to stop the door before it shut. Too late. The door shut – not the full way but just enough that it was locked. She looked for her keys to unlock it. Oh NO!
They both peered through the window of the car and there they were, still in the ignition. Now what!? Well, she still had to go to the bathroom and so they went it. They asked one of the workers if they had a phone book and something that would help them get into their locked car. No phone book – they throw them out – but a coat hanger! Yes! There is hope.
God, please let us get the car unlocked. Thank you for the coat hanger!
Maybe we should ask a guy to help. They are good at this kind of thing.
It’s dark and cold and scary in a place you don’t know even though you are at a very lit up Burger King.
Should we ask him.
I don’t know. Let’s just try it ourselves.
Oh God, please help us get it unlocked. I don’t want to call a tow truck!
Hey, at least we have plenty of time before we have to get to the airport!
Maybe we should just try a tow truck. We should shut the door tight and save the battery. (The dome light was on)
She didn’t want t give up.
A scream and jump at the same time from her when an older man came and asked if we locked the keys in the car. They were concentrating hard on getting the coat hanger snug around the nob on the door. The nob that is flat with no lip to catch on. The nob that is slippery and won’t let the hanger catch on. The nob that we hope will pull up and let us in the car!
Well, you could help us!
Give me a minute. The man went to pick up his lady in his truck (yes a truck – we thought maybe he might be helpful) at the front door of BK and drove back to us – which was only a few feet away – and put the truck lights on the car so we could see.
Thank you God for sending a good man to help us. Please help him get it unlocked.
He pushed the hanger through the open space of the door. He fiddled with it trying to get it hooked on the little flat nob. Try after try after try.
Do you have Triple A?
Nope. We’re from Canada and no CAA.
Well, you could try calling the police. Usually they have something to unlock cars. If not they could probably call a tow for you.
Oh Lord, please I don’t want to have to call the police or a tow truck. Please help him.
He tried some more. Does the door open if you pull on the handle from the inside?
Nope. That didn’t work.
He tried a few more times.
God, please, just one more time!
She looked away asking God for help one more time.
There you go!
Wow! So much excitement! It’s unlocked! Thank you God!
Thank you, sir. Thank you so much. You are my favourite person right now.
Thank you God! You are great.
45 minutes later we were back in the car, ready to continue our trip to the Buffalo Airport.
Wow, it’s so awesome how God takes care of the little stuff.
Yeah, He knew all along. The door didn’t shut all the way. BK had a coat hanger. We tried, but then a man came along who had a bit more strength then us and got it unlocked! Oh, and he knew we needed to kill some time! lol
We were so excited! Abi and I thank God for taking care of us! Sometimes, we miss the little things that God does for us to show that he is taking care of us and loves us! This is a true story that happened to my friend Abi and I on the way to pick up Besmir at the airport in Buffalo.
God takes care of us in all our needs whether big or small! It’s not coincidences. It’s God.