Sunday is usually a quiet day for me; today, was no exception.
This Lord's day was the first of the month, so we celebrated the Lord's table or Communion, as some people call it. It's a good day for me to reflect upon any sin I may have forgotten to confess to God; I try to do this on a daily basis. So, while the bread is being passed around, I pray, confessing any sin I may have forgotten to do on a daily basis, because we need to be clean vessels to take Communion.
It's for this reason that I am happy God gave us the Christian bar of soap: 1 John 1:9, "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness". It is just one promise that God gave us, that we know we can count on.
After worshipping at church, I made my way to the cemetary, to visit Gordon's grave. It was bitterly cold, today. Since the area is open, the wind just cut to the bone. I didn't stay long, especially since I was wearing a skirt. The thing that surprises me most, is the fact that I go there at all. I know Gordon isn't there; he's with Jesus, in heaven. The next biggest surprise for me is that I can cry so much. Who would have thought that one body could contain so many tears. The Bible tells us that God knows our sorrow and collects our tears in a bottle, until the day when there will be no more tears. I'm afraid he may need more than a bottle; maybe a lake would be better!
One thing about driving to the outermost area of Windsor to the cemetary, is that I am able to listen on my van radio to Christian pastors, preaching God's word. I feel we are blessed in Windsor, being able to hear God's word that is broadcast mainly from Michigan. I'm not sure the Canadian content regulations would allow this type of broadcasting 24/7 on Canadian stations. I listen mainly to 560AM (WRDT) and 1500AM (WLQV) and rarely listen to music, any more.
Of course, we as believers, must be cautious to not listen to any who might be giving a false gospel message or not preaching truth. How would we know? As one of my previous pastors taught us, we need to know God's word, so we can be sure we are not being misled. Sola Scriptura. Scripture, alone. If we read it and know what God says in the Bible, we won't be led astray.
I was blessed to hear most of Charles Stanley's message (In Touch) and part of Alistair Begg's (Truth for Life) message, during my travels. Near home, I stopped to shop, as I needed paper for my printer and a few other things.
Arriving home, I found I was in time to watch Rick Steves' TV show about travels in Europe. Today's program was about Dublin. It reminded me about being there a couple of times; once with Gordon. If you would like to see the book of Kells, at Trinity College, you may want to visit Dublin. St. Patrick's Cathedral is a must to see, also.
Of course, in Blarney, we kissed the Blarney Stone! Is this where I get the gift of gab? I never seem to be at a loss for words (lol)!
Actually, it made me feel happy and sad, sort of melancholy, watching the program. On one hand, I would like to return to Ireland, especially N. Ireland, where my family is from, but on the other hand, I hope I wouldn't find that I was sad that Gordon wouldn't be with me. I have so many memories to be thankful for, yet they also make me sad. Oh well, time will tell.
While updating on facebook, I watched a PBS program about Jerusalem. Now, that's a place I would love to visit! Actually, I would like to visit Greece, Turkey, Egypt, Jordan and Israel. Gordon always said he didn't need to visit Israel, because we would be there one day, with Jesus! While this is true, I suppose I could wait, but would prefer not to (lol)!
Oh well, isn't this what dreams are for? Don't we all have dreams? Feel free to let me know some of your dreams. Just e-mail me, or comment below.
Until next time...