Hopefully, you haven't grow weary hearing about my friend V's death and funeral, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL). As you know, I felt there was much to say.
And, today, will end that discussion. What you read here today, may shock or surprise you!
After leaving the cemetery, I made my way to meet V's family and friends, on the east side of Windsor, only a couple minutes drive from where I live. The place is called, Abars. A bar, located on the water's edge of Windsor.
Just as Windsor has quite a history, especially during prohibition, Abars does too. While I haven't confirmed this, I've heard it has been designated as a heritage property. Mainly due to the facts concerning the history during prohibition, in USA.
Here is an article written by C.W. (Marty) Gervais and published in The Times magazine (formerly the Walkerville Times) entitled, The Roadhouses: http://www.walkervilletimes.com/33/roadhouses.html.
In it, you'll read how there were several places where people came to drink, during prohibition. One such place was Abars.
While waiting for everyone to arrive, those of us who were inside, looked out onto the lovely views of the city of Detroit and the Detroit River. Many were discussing the history of this property.
Over the years, I had heard many stories about how rum-running took place. Even to the point, where trucks drove across the frozen river.
I can only surmise that it couldn't be done today, because the river never freezes over, anymore. Is pollution the problem? Only God knows. But, back in time, this was happening.
And apparently, Al Capone and his gang spent time at Abars.
When we all gathered together, I was asked by a few people if I had ever been there, before. My answer was: No, I hadn't. Many chuckles were heard. If people listened closely, they would have heard mine, as well as other people's. lol
Together, we enjoyed a delicious lunch, catered by V's son-in-law's family who owns a restaurant in Windsor, and others who made/baked some contributions to the buffet.
Just so you know, due to not enough parking, the family restaurant location hadn't been chosen. But, here at the historical bar, there was plenty of parking.
Even while there enjoying a meal with those who were celebrating V's life and mourning her death, I thought about the bread of life. Jesus.
John 6:32-35 came to mind, "Then Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Moses gave you not that bread from heaven; but my Father giveth you the true bread from heaven.
33 For the bread of God is he which cometh down from heaven, and giveth life unto the world.
34 Then said they unto him, Lord, evermore give us this bread.
35 And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst."
Leaving the luncheon earlier than most people, I was not hungry. I had enough to eat to satisfy my hunger. But, with the physical food being digested by my body, I knew I would once again be hungry, later.
Jesus, is another story.
With the bread I receive from Him, I shall never hunger or thirst. For this, I will be eternally thankful.
Until next time...
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Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
Day of Mourning... I Will Not Fear...
As I wrote here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), yesterday was our Lord's day.
In addition, it was another special day. A day called the Day of Mourning (DoM).
Some people are not aware of what DoM represents. Others do.
It is a day when those who have been killed or injured on the job, are remembered. Here is a LINK to Wikipedia, so you can read about it, for yourself.
In various cities in Canada people, including those of injured worker and labour groups, celebrate the day in various ways. Here in Windsor, those able to participate meet and walk to Reaume Park in Coventry Gardens, located on Riverside Dr. E., at Pillette Rd.
Most people familiar with that area recognize it as being where the Peace Fountain is located. In the park, there is also a Canadian Labour Congress monument honouring injured and deceased workers. This is where the walk/march ends and a ceremony takes place.
Unfortunately, even though I am an injured worker, and have been for many years, I did not attend. Nor, do I normally.
I am a member of Injured Workers Coalition, here in Windsor.
For me, with my walking limitation, I find it is too much physically for me to participate in the march/walk. And, since there is not much nearby parking, there have been times when I couldn't find a place to park, close enough to allow me to attend the ceremony. So, I don't even make an effort to attend, anymore.
My heart is with those participating, and with those who, like me, cannot attend. At home, I mourn and pray for those being remembered, as my way of honouring the people on the day.
They are truly not forgotten. Hmmm... that reminds me about how I sang Twila Paris' song Not Forgotten recently, at my friend V's funeral.
Seriously, there are times when an injured worker can feel alone, and totally forgotten. Especially, when they are suffering from injury and their lives have been affected. Family and friends of those who died while working, sometimes feel that way, also.
How thankful I am that God loves us. The Bible tells us so. And, He doesn't ever leave us, alone.
God told us so in Hebrews 13:5-6, "Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me."
Anyone who has ever been through the experience of being an injured worker knows and understands that it is not easy being content, as they try to recover, physically and emotionally. But, those who love God, will rely on Him... for everything in their lives.
How grateful I am that He is with us, always. How grateful I am He is my helper, and yours, also.
How grateful I am that because of His love, whether or not we are injured workers, we do not have to fear what man shall do to us. Hallelujah! Amen!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
In addition, it was another special day. A day called the Day of Mourning (DoM).
Some people are not aware of what DoM represents. Others do.
It is a day when those who have been killed or injured on the job, are remembered. Here is a LINK to Wikipedia, so you can read about it, for yourself.
In various cities in Canada people, including those of injured worker and labour groups, celebrate the day in various ways. Here in Windsor, those able to participate meet and walk to Reaume Park in Coventry Gardens, located on Riverside Dr. E., at Pillette Rd.
Most people familiar with that area recognize it as being where the Peace Fountain is located. In the park, there is also a Canadian Labour Congress monument honouring injured and deceased workers. This is where the walk/march ends and a ceremony takes place.
Unfortunately, even though I am an injured worker, and have been for many years, I did not attend. Nor, do I normally.
I am a member of Injured Workers Coalition, here in Windsor.
For me, with my walking limitation, I find it is too much physically for me to participate in the march/walk. And, since there is not much nearby parking, there have been times when I couldn't find a place to park, close enough to allow me to attend the ceremony. So, I don't even make an effort to attend, anymore.
My heart is with those participating, and with those who, like me, cannot attend. At home, I mourn and pray for those being remembered, as my way of honouring the people on the day.
They are truly not forgotten. Hmmm... that reminds me about how I sang Twila Paris' song Not Forgotten recently, at my friend V's funeral.
Seriously, there are times when an injured worker can feel alone, and totally forgotten. Especially, when they are suffering from injury and their lives have been affected. Family and friends of those who died while working, sometimes feel that way, also.
How thankful I am that God loves us. The Bible tells us so. And, He doesn't ever leave us, alone.
God told us so in Hebrews 13:5-6, "Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me."
Anyone who has ever been through the experience of being an injured worker knows and understands that it is not easy being content, as they try to recover, physically and emotionally. But, those who love God, will rely on Him... for everything in their lives.
How grateful I am that He is with us, always. How grateful I am He is my helper, and yours, also.
How grateful I am that because of His love, whether or not we are injured workers, we do not have to fear what man shall do to us. Hallelujah! Amen!
Until next time...
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Sunday, April 28, 2013
I Am...
Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I honour God, whenever I can.
Today, being our Lord's Day, SONday, I normally would go to worship. But today, like many other Sunday's in the past since I've not been well, I will not join my brothers and sisters in the Lord, for worship.
As you may be aware, I've had to limit what I do, since not being well began last September.
There are days when I literally wear myself out. Of course, with less energy and ability to function, this happens much quicker than it used to.
Yesterday, was one of those days. By the time evening came around, I was absolutely exhausted. Even so, I stayed up rather late.
You see, my daughter P, told me about a movie she rented, that she really enjoyed. She liked it so much that she wanted to extend the movie rental, so I would have a chance to watch it.
During our discussion, I decided to 'google' the movie, more for information than for anything else. To my surprise, the movie came up with a link to Youtube.
I told P about this. She responded asking how many parts the movie was in. I replied, it wasn't in parts. In fact, the whole movie was available on Youtube, in one link.
P was as shocked as I was, I think. In any case, I told her I would watch it, online.
It is entitled, I Am Gabriel and here's a link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnFYP_o45R8.
Just as I have done in the past, I won't write about the movie. I wouldn't want to spoil it for you. But, I hope you will decide to watch it.
While it is questionable about being Biblically correct, it was a great movie to watch. After all, the movie storyline is fictional.
However, in my opinion, any movie that encourages people to think about God, and all His power, is a good thing.
It's like planting those seeds for Christ. God will water them. And, He will open the minds of those He plans to save.
Hmmm... this brings up a subject that not everyone agrees with.
Some people believe that all will go to heaven; that no one will go to hell, at the end of their life. But, this is not what the Bible teaches. And, the Bible is God's Word. His Word is truth, because He is the great, I AM.
In the book of Romans chapter 9, we read that not all people are God's children. We also read that He loved Jacob, yet hated Esau.
God told us in Romans 9:15, "For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion."
God tells us in various places in the Bible, that not everyone will go to heaven. Only those, who are trusting in Jesus, and in Him, alone, for their salvation... and who do the will of God.
Today is the day of salvation. Come to Jesus, today. There is no other name under God, by which a man can be saved.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Today, being our Lord's Day, SONday, I normally would go to worship. But today, like many other Sunday's in the past since I've not been well, I will not join my brothers and sisters in the Lord, for worship.
As you may be aware, I've had to limit what I do, since not being well began last September.
There are days when I literally wear myself out. Of course, with less energy and ability to function, this happens much quicker than it used to.
Yesterday, was one of those days. By the time evening came around, I was absolutely exhausted. Even so, I stayed up rather late.
You see, my daughter P, told me about a movie she rented, that she really enjoyed. She liked it so much that she wanted to extend the movie rental, so I would have a chance to watch it.
During our discussion, I decided to 'google' the movie, more for information than for anything else. To my surprise, the movie came up with a link to Youtube.
I told P about this. She responded asking how many parts the movie was in. I replied, it wasn't in parts. In fact, the whole movie was available on Youtube, in one link.
P was as shocked as I was, I think. In any case, I told her I would watch it, online.
It is entitled, I Am Gabriel and here's a link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnFYP_o45R8.
Just as I have done in the past, I won't write about the movie. I wouldn't want to spoil it for you. But, I hope you will decide to watch it.
While it is questionable about being Biblically correct, it was a great movie to watch. After all, the movie storyline is fictional.
However, in my opinion, any movie that encourages people to think about God, and all His power, is a good thing.
It's like planting those seeds for Christ. God will water them. And, He will open the minds of those He plans to save.
Hmmm... this brings up a subject that not everyone agrees with.
Some people believe that all will go to heaven; that no one will go to hell, at the end of their life. But, this is not what the Bible teaches. And, the Bible is God's Word. His Word is truth, because He is the great, I AM.
In the book of Romans chapter 9, we read that not all people are God's children. We also read that He loved Jacob, yet hated Esau.
God told us in Romans 9:15, "For he saith to Moses, I will have mercy on whom I will have mercy, and I will have compassion on whom I will have compassion."
God tells us in various places in the Bible, that not everyone will go to heaven. Only those, who are trusting in Jesus, and in Him, alone, for their salvation... and who do the will of God.
Today is the day of salvation. Come to Jesus, today. There is no other name under God, by which a man can be saved.
Until next time...
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Saturday, April 27, 2013
Returning To...
Even though I have written about my friend V's funeral service, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), there's more to be said.
Like normal, vehicles were lined up and ready to proceed to the cemetery.
For me, it was different than normal. The funeral home representative asked if I would travel with them, or drive my own vehicle. I told him I would drive my van.
They had me follow the lead car, and be in front of the hearse.
On the way to the cemetery, I couldn't help but think about how I felt strange about driving where I was positioned. But, every time the thought popped into my head, I prayed. Silently.
Due to the rain pouring down, and since the mausoleum at Heavenly Rest Cemetary was not in use, we proceeded there, instead of attending the grave site.
After the procession made it's way inside, I read Psalm 23 and spoke for a few minutes, once again.
Since we were not at the grave site, I did not use any sand, while discussing the issue of ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
Instead, I spoke about how in Genesis, God created man from the dirt of the earth, and spoke about how our body returns to the earth. And, reminded all in attendance that it is only V's body that was being buried in the earth, for her soul is in heaven, with Jesus.
Just as God confirmed, in Ecclesiastes 12:7, " Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it."
We sang Amazing Grace, together. Then, in closing, I prayed, once again.
How grateful I am that God gave me the ability and the grace to be able to work for Him, while honouring Him, and my friend, V. Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
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Like normal, vehicles were lined up and ready to proceed to the cemetery.
For me, it was different than normal. The funeral home representative asked if I would travel with them, or drive my own vehicle. I told him I would drive my van.
They had me follow the lead car, and be in front of the hearse.
On the way to the cemetery, I couldn't help but think about how I felt strange about driving where I was positioned. But, every time the thought popped into my head, I prayed. Silently.
Due to the rain pouring down, and since the mausoleum at Heavenly Rest Cemetary was not in use, we proceeded there, instead of attending the grave site.
After the procession made it's way inside, I read Psalm 23 and spoke for a few minutes, once again.
Since we were not at the grave site, I did not use any sand, while discussing the issue of ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
Instead, I spoke about how in Genesis, God created man from the dirt of the earth, and spoke about how our body returns to the earth. And, reminded all in attendance that it is only V's body that was being buried in the earth, for her soul is in heaven, with Jesus.
Just as God confirmed, in Ecclesiastes 12:7, " Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it."
We sang Amazing Grace, together. Then, in closing, I prayed, once again.
How grateful I am that God gave me the ability and the grace to be able to work for Him, while honouring Him, and my friend, V. Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Friday, April 26, 2013
Not Forgotten...
In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about how I prayed God would help me. Especially, since I found out the day before the funeral that V's children wanted me to officiate at her funeral service.
As I mentioned previously, I knew I was going to give a eulogy. I already had it written, prior to attending the funeral home on Tuesday. Just so you know, I use what I have written as notes, and do not actually read what I've written.
Then, I sang Twila Paris' song Not Forgotten. A capella, of course (meaning... without music or instrument)!
This was not the first time I sang this song at a funeral.
In 2011, I sang it at another friend's funeral. Here is a LINK to the entry I posted June 2, 2011 regarding my friend Wanda's funeral, where you'll find the lyrics and a Youtube link, so you can listen to it, if you like.
Since it's a beautiful song, and so fitting for those left behind, who will grieve, I thought it was appropriate.
After all, V is in heaven. She is no longer suffering.
It is us, who are left behind, who need to cling to our Lord. And, while some may grieve more and harder than others, the truth is... we are not forgotten.
It was nice that one of V's grandchildren spoke to the rather large group of people. Others wanted to do the same, but felt they couldn't, so a woman I hadn't met before approached the podium and read what the loving group had written.
When I returned to speak, I read Bible verses. And, talked about salvation, giving a gospel message. This is something I do whenever I speak, usually while giving a eulogy, at someone's funeral.
There had to be someone there who needed to hear the gospel message. It's safe to say that not everyone in attendance was saved.
I planted those seeds for Christ. And, I am trusting God to water them, so that many will realize they need to come to Jesus, and become saved, obtaining salvation.
After all, we were told in Mark 16:15, "And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature."
As I said, I was obedient to God and preached the gospel. Everyone needs to know the way of salvation is by trusting in Jesus Christ, and in Him, alone. As God's Word tells us, we are saved by grace, through faith, in Christ. Nothing more. Nothing less.
I praise God for giving us His Word, to enable us to do His work.
And, I am thankful that He helped me, throughout the service. Both, at the funeral home, and at the cemetery.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
As I mentioned previously, I knew I was going to give a eulogy. I already had it written, prior to attending the funeral home on Tuesday. Just so you know, I use what I have written as notes, and do not actually read what I've written.
Then, I sang Twila Paris' song Not Forgotten. A capella, of course (meaning... without music or instrument)!
This was not the first time I sang this song at a funeral.
In 2011, I sang it at another friend's funeral. Here is a LINK to the entry I posted June 2, 2011 regarding my friend Wanda's funeral, where you'll find the lyrics and a Youtube link, so you can listen to it, if you like.
Since it's a beautiful song, and so fitting for those left behind, who will grieve, I thought it was appropriate.
After all, V is in heaven. She is no longer suffering.
It is us, who are left behind, who need to cling to our Lord. And, while some may grieve more and harder than others, the truth is... we are not forgotten.
It was nice that one of V's grandchildren spoke to the rather large group of people. Others wanted to do the same, but felt they couldn't, so a woman I hadn't met before approached the podium and read what the loving group had written.
When I returned to speak, I read Bible verses. And, talked about salvation, giving a gospel message. This is something I do whenever I speak, usually while giving a eulogy, at someone's funeral.
There had to be someone there who needed to hear the gospel message. It's safe to say that not everyone in attendance was saved.
I planted those seeds for Christ. And, I am trusting God to water them, so that many will realize they need to come to Jesus, and become saved, obtaining salvation.
After all, we were told in Mark 16:15, "And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature."
As I said, I was obedient to God and preached the gospel. Everyone needs to know the way of salvation is by trusting in Jesus Christ, and in Him, alone. As God's Word tells us, we are saved by grace, through faith, in Christ. Nothing more. Nothing less.
I praise God for giving us His Word, to enable us to do His work.
And, I am thankful that He helped me, throughout the service. Both, at the funeral home, and at the cemetery.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Go...
If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'd know that I visited a funeral home. My friend, V was there, because she died.
Originally, V's daughters spoke with me about praying at her funeral. I agreed to do this. It was then, when I let them know I had hoped to do a eulogy, and sing. They agreed.
Then, while I attended the visitation Tuesday evening, I found out that there would be no minister, or priest, there. This was rather shocking to me.
What was even more shocking, was when I was told that I was the person they wanted to officiate at V's funeral.
OOOOOoooooeeeeee!
For the eulogy, I wrote out what I wanted to say. I already knew what I wanted to sing. And, as far as praying goes, I wasn't the least bit worried.
But, this would be something new for me. To do a complete funeral service.
Hopefully, you understand that I prayed about this.
If you've read LwL for a while, you'll know that a couple of times, I have been asked at the last minute of a grave-side service, to pray and/or sing. And, I had done it.
This was a lot more, really. Especially, since this wouldn't be a case where only a few people were to be present.
I prayed. Bigtime.
Praise God! He helped me. He gave me wisdom to know what to say.
This brought to mind Exodus 4:12, "Now therefore go, and I will be with thy mouth, and teach thee what thou shalt say."
And, He did. He led me to know what to say. And, not just at the funeral home. But, also at the cemetery.
For this, I am truly thankful!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Originally, V's daughters spoke with me about praying at her funeral. I agreed to do this. It was then, when I let them know I had hoped to do a eulogy, and sing. They agreed.
Then, while I attended the visitation Tuesday evening, I found out that there would be no minister, or priest, there. This was rather shocking to me.
What was even more shocking, was when I was told that I was the person they wanted to officiate at V's funeral.
OOOOOoooooeeeeee!
For the eulogy, I wrote out what I wanted to say. I already knew what I wanted to sing. And, as far as praying goes, I wasn't the least bit worried.
But, this would be something new for me. To do a complete funeral service.
Hopefully, you understand that I prayed about this.
If you've read LwL for a while, you'll know that a couple of times, I have been asked at the last minute of a grave-side service, to pray and/or sing. And, I had done it.
This was a lot more, really. Especially, since this wouldn't be a case where only a few people were to be present.
I prayed. Bigtime.
Praise God! He helped me. He gave me wisdom to know what to say.
This brought to mind Exodus 4:12, "Now therefore go, and I will be with thy mouth, and teach thee what thou shalt say."
And, He did. He led me to know what to say. And, not just at the funeral home. But, also at the cemetery.
For this, I am truly thankful!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
No More...
If you've been reading Life with Lynnie (LwL) even for a short time, you'll be aware that I haven't been well. And, for the most part, I haven't been going out.
After all, my surgeon/doctor told me that I should only drive if it was absolutely necessary.
Even so, I saw my friend V when she was at Hospice, before she died. You probably read about my visiting her.
How could I not visit with her? It's not like I could ask her to put off her death until my physical condition improved!
She had been a great friend to me, over the years.
We actually had a couple of wonderful visits there, together. I'm thankful she was still awake and alert.
And the last time, after she had collapsed and drifted into an unconscious state. Unfortunately, she never woke up. Not then. Not ever, again.
Yesterday, I saw V again. This time, it was at the funeral home.
My heart breaks for V's family. And, for some of her friends. After all, grief isn't fun, at all.
Yes, we know she is with the Lord, and no longer is experiencing pain, suffering, or sorrow.
I was reminded of Revelation 21:4, "And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." There will come a time, when all believers will experience this!
I praise God! For we know that V is no longer suffering. All her tears, sorrow and pain, are gone.
But, while that is all well and good for V, those left behind must deal with the pain and sorrow of losing someone they love. Her.
At the funeral home, I ran into several people I knew and hadn't seen in a very long time. Some were V's relatives. Others, were her friends.
In the afternoon, I attended the visitation, alone. In the evening, I returned, since her children knew that V considered me her best friend.
My youngest daughter, P met me there, to offer her condolences to V's family. I was thankful that.
I praise God that He gave us the ability to pray. No matter where we are.
So, I silently prayed and praised God. For being blessed, being reacquainted. And, for having known and loved, V.
Until next time...
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After all, my surgeon/doctor told me that I should only drive if it was absolutely necessary.
Even so, I saw my friend V when she was at Hospice, before she died. You probably read about my visiting her.
How could I not visit with her? It's not like I could ask her to put off her death until my physical condition improved!
She had been a great friend to me, over the years.
We actually had a couple of wonderful visits there, together. I'm thankful she was still awake and alert.
And the last time, after she had collapsed and drifted into an unconscious state. Unfortunately, she never woke up. Not then. Not ever, again.
Yesterday, I saw V again. This time, it was at the funeral home.
My heart breaks for V's family. And, for some of her friends. After all, grief isn't fun, at all.
Yes, we know she is with the Lord, and no longer is experiencing pain, suffering, or sorrow.
I was reminded of Revelation 21:4, "And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." There will come a time, when all believers will experience this!
I praise God! For we know that V is no longer suffering. All her tears, sorrow and pain, are gone.
But, while that is all well and good for V, those left behind must deal with the pain and sorrow of losing someone they love. Her.
At the funeral home, I ran into several people I knew and hadn't seen in a very long time. Some were V's relatives. Others, were her friends.
In the afternoon, I attended the visitation, alone. In the evening, I returned, since her children knew that V considered me her best friend.
My youngest daughter, P met me there, to offer her condolences to V's family. I was thankful that.
I praise God that He gave us the ability to pray. No matter where we are.
So, I silently prayed and praised God. For being blessed, being reacquainted. And, for having known and loved, V.
Until next time...
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Tuesday, April 23, 2013
The Way To Go!
As I wrote about here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, it was a stressful and upsetting situation, dealing with the loss of my laptop computer and having Staples refuse to repair it, even though it was still under warranty.
The woman representing Staples, who works at their repair centre, and I had several conversations. It was explained to me that they wouldn't repair my computer because it was the motherboard that had died, claiming that it could not be repaired.
She also let me know that a computer similar to the one I had that had broken down, was going to be on sale within a few days.
During our conversation, she reminded me that Staples was offering a buy-out for my broken down laptop. It would be applied towards the purchase of a new computer.
I'm sure she thought I would accept their offer. But, I didn't.
After more conversations, she realized I was truly upset, she increased the buy-out amount offered to me. I refused it, once again.
It was around this time, when I had found out that there was someone in Windsor who repaired computer motherboards.
On our next conversation, I let the woman know that I wanted my computer returned to me, so I could take it to be repaired, to the person who had placed the ad. I read her the ad.
Then, it was admitted to me that they could in fact repair it. But, they didn't want to.
Once again, she increased the amount of the buy-out. And, agreed to return my computer to the store where I had dropped it off, so that all my data could be saved and transferred onto a new computer, if I decided to purchase one.
Still rather upset, I told her I would have to think and pray about it.
Of course, I had been praying all along. And, relying on God to give me wisdom and guidance.
Just as He had told us in Psalm 32:8, "I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye."
Thankfully, it wasn't long before He answered fully answered my prayer.
Awaking the next day, I felt much better. Anger had subsided. And, had been replaced with some thoughts about issues at hand.
I began to think about getting my broken laptop repaired by someone. I realized that the possible repair may last a long time. Or, only last a short time.
In addition, I realized that even though I would have to pay several hundreds of dollars for a new laptop, it would save me from having to pay full price for a new computer.
Then, I continued praying. Eventually, I made the decision to accept the buy-out and purchase the new laptop.
It's the one I'm using, currently.
I praise God for helping me. For providing for me. And, for giving me the wisdom and guidance to sort out the situation, that would be the best benefit to me.
Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
The woman representing Staples, who works at their repair centre, and I had several conversations. It was explained to me that they wouldn't repair my computer because it was the motherboard that had died, claiming that it could not be repaired.
She also let me know that a computer similar to the one I had that had broken down, was going to be on sale within a few days.
During our conversation, she reminded me that Staples was offering a buy-out for my broken down laptop. It would be applied towards the purchase of a new computer.
I'm sure she thought I would accept their offer. But, I didn't.
After more conversations, she realized I was truly upset, she increased the buy-out amount offered to me. I refused it, once again.
It was around this time, when I had found out that there was someone in Windsor who repaired computer motherboards.
On our next conversation, I let the woman know that I wanted my computer returned to me, so I could take it to be repaired, to the person who had placed the ad. I read her the ad.
Then, it was admitted to me that they could in fact repair it. But, they didn't want to.
Once again, she increased the amount of the buy-out. And, agreed to return my computer to the store where I had dropped it off, so that all my data could be saved and transferred onto a new computer, if I decided to purchase one.
Still rather upset, I told her I would have to think and pray about it.
Of course, I had been praying all along. And, relying on God to give me wisdom and guidance.
Just as He had told us in Psalm 32:8, "I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye."
Thankfully, it wasn't long before He answered fully answered my prayer.
Awaking the next day, I felt much better. Anger had subsided. And, had been replaced with some thoughts about issues at hand.
I began to think about getting my broken laptop repaired by someone. I realized that the possible repair may last a long time. Or, only last a short time.
In addition, I realized that even though I would have to pay several hundreds of dollars for a new laptop, it would save me from having to pay full price for a new computer.
Then, I continued praying. Eventually, I made the decision to accept the buy-out and purchase the new laptop.
It's the one I'm using, currently.
I praise God for helping me. For providing for me. And, for giving me the wisdom and guidance to sort out the situation, that would be the best benefit to me.
Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Monday, April 22, 2013
Broken... Yet Peaceful...
In Saturday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about how I took my broken down computer to Staples for repair. Also, that after sending it away to be repaired, they let me know they were refusing to repair it.
Believe me when I say I was shocked! And, angry. Very angry.
After all, I had been a retailer in the past. And, I made sure I trained my employees well. Unlike what I felt they had done, when their employee convinced me to purchase the extended warranty, claiming that if it broke down, it would be repaired and cost me $0.00 out of my pocket.
And, here I was facing the prospect of having to purchase a new computer!
They offered me a buy-out. The value of what they offered was not enough to cover the cost of a new computer. I wasn't happy. And, refused.
Since this left me unable to use a newer computer at home, I made use of an oldie computer I still have. In addition, I used computers at our local library, or another branch that I found myself near, on occasion.
My oldie laptop, that has never broken down, and never had a repair. Praise God! But, it runs so slowly, it isn't funny.
But, when I went to the library to write an entry for LwL, I was shocked to see that I couldn't access my back office. This is where I write entries, and sometimes save them, prior to posting them.
In order to do be able to continue writing and posting for LwL, I had to make use of both my oldie and the library computers. Sigh...
I was grateful that God provided for me. Even during this rather stressful time, I prayed.
Philippians 4:6-7, "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus."
Yes, I let God know how I felt. I prayed, thanking Him. Even for this horrible ordeal I was in the middle of.
And, I trusted Him. He provided me the peace I needed to be able to deal with this drastic situation.
For this, I praise God! Thank You, Lord!
Until next time...
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Sunday, April 21, 2013
In Confidence, Trust & In Memory Of...
Yesterday, on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I wrote about an issue that affected my life, recently.
Today, is my Lord's Day. SONday. The day when I normally meet with brothers and sisters in the Lord, to worship God.
I won't be attending worship service anywhere today, due to my body still leaking fluid and blood. I am trying to avoid driving, unless it is absolutely necessary. Especially since my surgeon/doctor told me this in the past, when I was leaking and yet unhealed.
Instead, I will worship Him, here at home. And, I will praise Him in all things, as He requested.
Even for the death of my friend, V.
In the past, I requested prayer for V, here on LwL. And, I requested prayer for one of her daughters, who died about two (2) weeks ago. Thank you, to all who prayed. May God bless you.
V will be missed. By me. And, by all who knew and loved her.
She was kind and gentle. She knew when to put her foot down on issues that she was adamant about. But, she was a loving person.
Even though I had been expecting V's death and had visited her at Hospice, it was still shocking when her son-in-law, S called me to let me know she had died.
Yes, she passed from life, through death, unto eternal life.
How thankful I am for all the conversations we had regarding Jesus, and the need for salvation. How thankful I am that V told me she was indeed trusting in Jesus. Hallelujah!
After all, no one will escape this world, alive.
As God told us, there is a time to be born and a time to die. He alone knows the plans He has for us.
But, how grateful I am that He gave us His Word, the Bible. In it, He tells us everything we need to know.
How thankful I am He told us in 2 Corinthians 5:6-8, "Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord: (For we walk by faith, not by sight:) We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord."
While we are living here on earth, we are indeed absent from the Lord. Our Lord Jesus is in heaven, and is seated at the right hand of God the Father.
It is for this reason that all who truly believe, walk by faith and not by sight.
The most important thing is what we are told next. That when we are believers trusting in Jesus, to be absent from the body is when we are present with the Lord.
With the Lord in heaven, there is no more pain, suffering or sorrow.
V is no longer suffering here on this earth. She will definitely be missed. But, she is no longer suffering. I praise God for this!
And, I praise Him and thank Him for making the plan of redemption He created. I thank Jesus, His only begotten Son, who came to earth and died on a wooden cross at Calvary, for the sin of the whole world, of all who will believe.
It is because of this that I can look forward to the day when I will once again see V and others I love who are in heaven, for I am trusting in Jesus.
If you aren't, please read the New Testament. Begin in the book of John. It is there, where you will find out that in order to spend eternity in heaven and not hell, we must be saved.
How do we do this? Trust in Jesus Christ, and you will be saved (Acts 16:31).
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Today, is my Lord's Day. SONday. The day when I normally meet with brothers and sisters in the Lord, to worship God.
I won't be attending worship service anywhere today, due to my body still leaking fluid and blood. I am trying to avoid driving, unless it is absolutely necessary. Especially since my surgeon/doctor told me this in the past, when I was leaking and yet unhealed.
Instead, I will worship Him, here at home. And, I will praise Him in all things, as He requested.
Even for the death of my friend, V.
In the past, I requested prayer for V, here on LwL. And, I requested prayer for one of her daughters, who died about two (2) weeks ago. Thank you, to all who prayed. May God bless you.
V will be missed. By me. And, by all who knew and loved her.
She was kind and gentle. She knew when to put her foot down on issues that she was adamant about. But, she was a loving person.
Even though I had been expecting V's death and had visited her at Hospice, it was still shocking when her son-in-law, S called me to let me know she had died.
Yes, she passed from life, through death, unto eternal life.
How thankful I am for all the conversations we had regarding Jesus, and the need for salvation. How thankful I am that V told me she was indeed trusting in Jesus. Hallelujah!
After all, no one will escape this world, alive.
As God told us, there is a time to be born and a time to die. He alone knows the plans He has for us.
But, how grateful I am that He gave us His Word, the Bible. In it, He tells us everything we need to know.
How thankful I am He told us in 2 Corinthians 5:6-8, "Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord: (For we walk by faith, not by sight:) We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord."
While we are living here on earth, we are indeed absent from the Lord. Our Lord Jesus is in heaven, and is seated at the right hand of God the Father.
It is for this reason that all who truly believe, walk by faith and not by sight.
The most important thing is what we are told next. That when we are believers trusting in Jesus, to be absent from the body is when we are present with the Lord.
With the Lord in heaven, there is no more pain, suffering or sorrow.
V is no longer suffering here on this earth. She will definitely be missed. But, she is no longer suffering. I praise God for this!
And, I praise Him and thank Him for making the plan of redemption He created. I thank Jesus, His only begotten Son, who came to earth and died on a wooden cross at Calvary, for the sin of the whole world, of all who will believe.
It is because of this that I can look forward to the day when I will once again see V and others I love who are in heaven, for I am trusting in Jesus.
If you aren't, please read the New Testament. Begin in the book of John. It is there, where you will find out that in order to spend eternity in heaven and not hell, we must be saved.
How do we do this? Trust in Jesus Christ, and you will be saved (Acts 16:31).
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Completely Worn Out!
As I've written about here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), my computer broke down and had to be sent away for repair. I apologize for not writing about it sooner. Especially since it happened a few weeks ago.
Since I had purchased the laptop at Staples, just two (2) years and a few days prior to it's breaking down, I took it there, for repair.
The manufacturer's warranty had expired. However, I had purchased an extended warranty, which was still in effect.
Even though my previously unhealed incision had seemed to be healed at this time, it wasn't easy transporting the computer to the store.
While the unit is not necessarily heavy, it was heavy to me. After all, I am still not healed enough to be lifting and carrying anything of any weight.
As I have mentioned in the past, I utilized a tote bag by placing the computer in it, and literally carried it on my cane, to assist me in transporting it for repair.
Once in Staples, I was asked to use their phone and call their repair centre office to obtain a case number and approval to have the laptop sent away for repair. Then, it was time to complete paperwork at the tech desk.
Before I left the store, I was told that it would take about two (2) weeks before my laptop would be returned to me, after being repaired.
By the time I was done there, I was absolutely exhausted! Completely worn out!
lol Sort of like my computer. Hey! If I don't laugh, I'll cry.
To my surprise, it didn't take long before I received a phone call from the woman I had originally spoken with at Staples' repair centre. She told me that my computer was not going to be repaired.
What? I believe I was in a state of shock, hearing this.
I truly didn't understand. Especially when she explained that even though I had purchased an extended warranty that was still in effect, there was apparently small print in the contract, that allowed them to refuse repair.
My first thought after hearing this, was, "How could they do this?". I made sure I commented that I felt it was ungodly to treat a customer this way.
Reflecting on this, reminded me of Romans 3:11, "There is none that understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God."
Believe it or not, I even verbally responded to the woman, stating how God hates His children being hurt. I'm sure she understood that I felt frustrated over this shocking development.
Why did I do this? Because, it's true.
God hates His children being hurt. In any way. By anyone. For any reason.
When I calmed down enough to face the situation and deal with it, I was offered a deal from Staples. I wasn't happy, believe me.
Even so, I prayed. Silently, while on the phone, speaking long distance. And aloud, once I was off the phone.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Since I had purchased the laptop at Staples, just two (2) years and a few days prior to it's breaking down, I took it there, for repair.
The manufacturer's warranty had expired. However, I had purchased an extended warranty, which was still in effect.
Even though my previously unhealed incision had seemed to be healed at this time, it wasn't easy transporting the computer to the store.
While the unit is not necessarily heavy, it was heavy to me. After all, I am still not healed enough to be lifting and carrying anything of any weight.
As I have mentioned in the past, I utilized a tote bag by placing the computer in it, and literally carried it on my cane, to assist me in transporting it for repair.
Once in Staples, I was asked to use their phone and call their repair centre office to obtain a case number and approval to have the laptop sent away for repair. Then, it was time to complete paperwork at the tech desk.
Before I left the store, I was told that it would take about two (2) weeks before my laptop would be returned to me, after being repaired.
By the time I was done there, I was absolutely exhausted! Completely worn out!
lol Sort of like my computer. Hey! If I don't laugh, I'll cry.
To my surprise, it didn't take long before I received a phone call from the woman I had originally spoken with at Staples' repair centre. She told me that my computer was not going to be repaired.
What? I believe I was in a state of shock, hearing this.
I truly didn't understand. Especially when she explained that even though I had purchased an extended warranty that was still in effect, there was apparently small print in the contract, that allowed them to refuse repair.
My first thought after hearing this, was, "How could they do this?". I made sure I commented that I felt it was ungodly to treat a customer this way.
Reflecting on this, reminded me of Romans 3:11, "There is none that understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God."
Believe it or not, I even verbally responded to the woman, stating how God hates His children being hurt. I'm sure she understood that I felt frustrated over this shocking development.
Why did I do this? Because, it's true.
God hates His children being hurt. In any way. By anyone. For any reason.
When I calmed down enough to face the situation and deal with it, I was offered a deal from Staples. I wasn't happy, believe me.
Even so, I prayed. Silently, while on the phone, speaking long distance. And aloud, once I was off the phone.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Friday, April 19, 2013
Truly... Nothing...
When I posted my last Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I never dreamed that God would work so quickly.
To my surprise, the healthcare trial that I had been facing lately, did a total turn around.
The situation caused me much grief, this week. It seemed no matter how tired I was, I would climb into bed, and find myself unable to get to sleep.
Who can survive on a couple hours sleep one night, a half hour of sleep another night, and maybe three or four (3 or 4) on yet another night? All, in a row.
After totally losing my cool, as I wrote about in yesterday's LwL entry, I gave the problem to God. I took it to the cross.
I must admit, I had done this already. Several times, to be sure. The trouble was I wasn't able to leave it with Jesus.
For some reason, I seemed to be taking it back. It may have been due to the fact that each day, I was facing more and more of the dilemma.
Yesterday, the opposition came to a head. Even though I remained calm, I made it very clear that I would not tolerate what was I was being subjected to.
This discussion happened first with my nurse. Then, with the company she is employed by. And later in the afternoon, with the governmental worker who has been handling my medical case.
I truly expected to have to fight tooth and nail, for a very long time, to be able to have this situation resolved. Even with my Lord being on my side, I could only envision turmoil that could possibly drag itself out and be physically hurtful me in the interim.
Even so, I didn't give up. I trusted in Jesus. After all, since He is for me, so who could be against me? I just refused to give in.
This caused me to reflect upon Psalm 27:1, "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"
Yes, my Lord is my strength. He provides for all my need.
And, the way He handled this heartbreaking situation proved to me once again, that He is always there for me. And, I truly have nothing to fear.
I praise God for this! And, thank Him from the bottom of my heart.
Just so you know, this problem may return at some point in the future. Possibly in a week, or two. Hopefully, not.
Even so, I thank you for praying for me. May God bless you.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
To my surprise, the healthcare trial that I had been facing lately, did a total turn around.
The situation caused me much grief, this week. It seemed no matter how tired I was, I would climb into bed, and find myself unable to get to sleep.
Who can survive on a couple hours sleep one night, a half hour of sleep another night, and maybe three or four (3 or 4) on yet another night? All, in a row.
After totally losing my cool, as I wrote about in yesterday's LwL entry, I gave the problem to God. I took it to the cross.
I must admit, I had done this already. Several times, to be sure. The trouble was I wasn't able to leave it with Jesus.
For some reason, I seemed to be taking it back. It may have been due to the fact that each day, I was facing more and more of the dilemma.
Yesterday, the opposition came to a head. Even though I remained calm, I made it very clear that I would not tolerate what was I was being subjected to.
This discussion happened first with my nurse. Then, with the company she is employed by. And later in the afternoon, with the governmental worker who has been handling my medical case.
I truly expected to have to fight tooth and nail, for a very long time, to be able to have this situation resolved. Even with my Lord being on my side, I could only envision turmoil that could possibly drag itself out and be physically hurtful me in the interim.
Even so, I didn't give up. I trusted in Jesus. After all, since He is for me, so who could be against me? I just refused to give in.
This caused me to reflect upon Psalm 27:1, "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"
Yes, my Lord is my strength. He provides for all my need.
And, the way He handled this heartbreaking situation proved to me once again, that He is always there for me. And, I truly have nothing to fear.
I praise God for this! And, thank Him from the bottom of my heart.
Just so you know, this problem may return at some point in the future. Possibly in a week, or two. Hopefully, not.
Even so, I thank you for praying for me. May God bless you.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Thursday, April 18, 2013
For Me, and For Them...
If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that I wrote about how I was able to relieve some stress by watching movies and more importantly, about the peace of God. Peace that can only come from Him.
How grateful I am that He provides for me. Especially, since Satan is alive and well. And, working in the lives of some people that I have had to have contact with, lately.
The closer I become to my Lord, the more I can see who is walking in His righteousness and who isn't.
Please don't think I'm judging anyone, for I am not. But, He did tell us to discern truth. And, it seems He is showing me His truth, in many ways, every day of my life.
At this moment, I truly do not want to go into any detail with regards to how badly I was treated yesterday, by those who are supposedly in control of part of our healthcare system.
I will say that I was extremely upset with how the system is working, in my case. Or, possibly I should have said, not working, for me.
Yes, I was upset and frustrated. I felt traumatized, once again. Enough that I actually lost my cool. I found myself raising my voice and crying. Through my tears, I cried out to God.
Anyone who has read the book I wrote, Love Never Fails You... will have an idea of what I am talking about when I say that I feel I am once again in the position of dealing with the Glass Wall.
It actually made me feel ill yesterday, thinking about how evil the world is. And, how evil some people in the world are.
It amazes me how God has me face situations. Over and over. Sometimes in multiple levels of life, having to deal with issues and people who believe they are in control, while hurting others, simply because they feel they have the power to do so.
Sigh...
This caused me to reflect upon Romans 13: 1, "Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God."
I have no doubt that God will work out this situation. It may not work out the way I believe it should, but He will definitely work it out.
Hopefully, those who find themselves in these positions of human power in our healthcare system, will recognize that they should not go around hurting people. Especially, those who belong to Christ.
After all, there will come a day when every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. And, unless they belong to Him, they will pay a huge price.
Even though I was upset, I prayed. For me. And, for them.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
How grateful I am that He provides for me. Especially, since Satan is alive and well. And, working in the lives of some people that I have had to have contact with, lately.
The closer I become to my Lord, the more I can see who is walking in His righteousness and who isn't.
Please don't think I'm judging anyone, for I am not. But, He did tell us to discern truth. And, it seems He is showing me His truth, in many ways, every day of my life.
At this moment, I truly do not want to go into any detail with regards to how badly I was treated yesterday, by those who are supposedly in control of part of our healthcare system.
I will say that I was extremely upset with how the system is working, in my case. Or, possibly I should have said, not working, for me.
Yes, I was upset and frustrated. I felt traumatized, once again. Enough that I actually lost my cool. I found myself raising my voice and crying. Through my tears, I cried out to God.
Anyone who has read the book I wrote, Love Never Fails You... will have an idea of what I am talking about when I say that I feel I am once again in the position of dealing with the Glass Wall.
It actually made me feel ill yesterday, thinking about how evil the world is. And, how evil some people in the world are.
It amazes me how God has me face situations. Over and over. Sometimes in multiple levels of life, having to deal with issues and people who believe they are in control, while hurting others, simply because they feel they have the power to do so.
Sigh...
This caused me to reflect upon Romans 13: 1, "Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God."
I have no doubt that God will work out this situation. It may not work out the way I believe it should, but He will definitely work it out.
Hopefully, those who find themselves in these positions of human power in our healthcare system, will recognize that they should not go around hurting people. Especially, those who belong to Christ.
After all, there will come a day when every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. And, unless they belong to Him, they will pay a huge price.
Even though I was upset, I prayed. For me. And, for them.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Just!
From time to time, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I write about movies. Today, is one of those days!
You may or may not be aware, but I really enjoy old movies.
Last week, I came across a copy of an old movie I thought I'd enjoy. So, I bought the DVD.
It was, Fancy Pants. Here's a LINK for you to check it out. Bob Hope and Lucille Ball starred in this film.
To be honest, I hadn't seen it before. I truly enjoyed this movie! Hopefully, you will also, if you decide to watch it.
A few days ago, a real life friend of mine who is also a Facebook (FB) friend, told me that she had posted a Youtube link to a movie she thought I'd enjoy.
It was actually a musical. If you know me, you'll be aware that I really enjoy musicals, too!
Joseph And The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (JatATD), starring Donny Osmond was the link she sent me.
Believe it or not, the whole movie/musical was not done in parts, but rather was on one Youtube posting. So you can also enjoy the movie, here is a link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvHeRav3I_4&feature=player_embedded
In case you aren't familiar with Youtube postings, you should know there is no charge to view them. So, to watch this movie/musical is what I call a 'freebie'.
Being Christian, I obviously enjoyed JatATD. I was thankful that my friend thought of me, and sent me the link.
And, I was thankful that God had provided these movies for me. To me, they were a means of escape, from the stresses of life, that have burdened me and my family, lately. At least from a human perspective.
Prayer is what I use in a spiritual way, to relieve myself from stress and provide me with peace.
Thinking of this brought to mind John 14:27, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
The peace that our Lord gives, is greater than any peace we could ever have on a secular or non-spiritual level. The peace Jesus gives us, when we trust in Him, is a type of peace that goes beyond all understanding.
And, it only is available through Him.
In order to experience this special peace, you must be saved. Meaning you must be trusting in Jesus for your salvation.
Nothing more. Nothing less. Just in Jesus.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
You may or may not be aware, but I really enjoy old movies.
Last week, I came across a copy of an old movie I thought I'd enjoy. So, I bought the DVD.
It was, Fancy Pants. Here's a LINK for you to check it out. Bob Hope and Lucille Ball starred in this film.
To be honest, I hadn't seen it before. I truly enjoyed this movie! Hopefully, you will also, if you decide to watch it.
A few days ago, a real life friend of mine who is also a Facebook (FB) friend, told me that she had posted a Youtube link to a movie she thought I'd enjoy.
It was actually a musical. If you know me, you'll be aware that I really enjoy musicals, too!
Joseph And The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (JatATD), starring Donny Osmond was the link she sent me.
Believe it or not, the whole movie/musical was not done in parts, but rather was on one Youtube posting. So you can also enjoy the movie, here is a link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvHeRav3I_4&feature=player_embedded
In case you aren't familiar with Youtube postings, you should know there is no charge to view them. So, to watch this movie/musical is what I call a 'freebie'.
Being Christian, I obviously enjoyed JatATD. I was thankful that my friend thought of me, and sent me the link.
And, I was thankful that God had provided these movies for me. To me, they were a means of escape, from the stresses of life, that have burdened me and my family, lately. At least from a human perspective.
Prayer is what I use in a spiritual way, to relieve myself from stress and provide me with peace.
Thinking of this brought to mind John 14:27, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
The peace that our Lord gives, is greater than any peace we could ever have on a secular or non-spiritual level. The peace Jesus gives us, when we trust in Him, is a type of peace that goes beyond all understanding.
And, it only is available through Him.
In order to experience this special peace, you must be saved. Meaning you must be trusting in Jesus for your salvation.
Nothing more. Nothing less. Just in Jesus.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Time For...
In the past, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I've requested prayer for healing for some people I know, who truly need it. I thank each of you who have prayed for them. May God bless you.
Of course, I appreciate prayer for healing for myself, but continued prayer for my friend C would be gratefully received. Thank you.
Rather than pray for healing for my friend V, I think it might be better to pray for her and her family. Again, I thank you for praying.
A while back, I had asked for prayer for V, and for her daughter, K.
Unfortunately, V got some bad news, recently. In hospital, she was told that she only had a few weeks left to live.
That same day, shortly after finding out that her life would be ending soon, she was told that her daughter K, died. I'm sure you can imagine that this wasn't easy for my friend V and the rest of her family, to hear and accept.
Monday of last week, just before my body began to once again leak fluid and blood, I visited V in the hospital. Some of her family was there, with her.
By the time I went to visit her again, she had been moved from the hospital into hospice.
Last Friday, I went to visit V at her new location. Her room at hospice was far nicer than I could have imagined.
And, they provide for all her needs. Not just for physical care, but also for little things, like items or foods she may be desiring. There is even Tim Horton's coffee and goodies available for patients and their visitors.
We had a nice visit. I especially enjoyed the time we chatted, in between visits from two (2) of her daughters.
It gave us time to not just talk with superficial discussion. We talked about God. About Jesus. And, about how V is handling this situation.
I must say that I am rather surprised that I have not seen V shed even one tear. It seems she has accepted the limited amount of time she has left here on earth.
For this I'm truly thankful. After all, no one escapes death. No one.
God told us there is a time for everything. Even death.
He told us in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace."
We all have only limited time here on earth. It may seem like life is long, but compared to eternity, it's not.
My prayer for you, is that you will be saved. Saved from an eternity in Hell.
The only way to escape going there, is to trust in Jesus, and in Him, alone. He is the way, the truth and the life. No man comes to the Father, except by Him.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Of course, I appreciate prayer for healing for myself, but continued prayer for my friend C would be gratefully received. Thank you.
Rather than pray for healing for my friend V, I think it might be better to pray for her and her family. Again, I thank you for praying.
A while back, I had asked for prayer for V, and for her daughter, K.
Unfortunately, V got some bad news, recently. In hospital, she was told that she only had a few weeks left to live.
That same day, shortly after finding out that her life would be ending soon, she was told that her daughter K, died. I'm sure you can imagine that this wasn't easy for my friend V and the rest of her family, to hear and accept.
Monday of last week, just before my body began to once again leak fluid and blood, I visited V in the hospital. Some of her family was there, with her.
By the time I went to visit her again, she had been moved from the hospital into hospice.
Last Friday, I went to visit V at her new location. Her room at hospice was far nicer than I could have imagined.
And, they provide for all her needs. Not just for physical care, but also for little things, like items or foods she may be desiring. There is even Tim Horton's coffee and goodies available for patients and their visitors.
We had a nice visit. I especially enjoyed the time we chatted, in between visits from two (2) of her daughters.
It gave us time to not just talk with superficial discussion. We talked about God. About Jesus. And, about how V is handling this situation.
I must say that I am rather surprised that I have not seen V shed even one tear. It seems she has accepted the limited amount of time she has left here on earth.
For this I'm truly thankful. After all, no one escapes death. No one.
God told us there is a time for everything. Even death.
He told us in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace."
We all have only limited time here on earth. It may seem like life is long, but compared to eternity, it's not.
My prayer for you, is that you will be saved. Saved from an eternity in Hell.
The only way to escape going there, is to trust in Jesus, and in Him, alone. He is the way, the truth and the life. No man comes to the Father, except by Him.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Monday, April 15, 2013
Praise God for an Answer!
From time to time, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I've written about lack of sleep. Well, it's been happening again, lately.
Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but a new development happened. Last week, when I began nursing care once again, for the leaking of fluid and blood that I've been experiencing, my nurse took my blood pressure.
For background information, I'll let you know that I never had high blood pressure, until I became diabetic. Those things happened to me, at the same time.
After the emergency surgery I had for an Incarcerated Hernia, it was confirmed to me that indeed the hernia problem had been causing other problems in my body. My sugar level dropped to the high side of normal, and I no longer had any high blood pressure.
In fact, since then, I haven't required any medication for either of those conditions. Praise God!
I know. It's hard to believe. I must tell you that before I had surgery just before Christmas in December, the nurse at the hospital doing my pre-op checkup found it hard to believe, also.
Upon testing me, the nurse found that my blood pressure was indeed normal. Again, I praise God!
This past Wednesday, things were different. When my nursing care began, the nurse took my blood pressure.
Ahead of time, I told her that this was probably the worst time for anyone to take my blood pressure. I had just gotten off the phone, after discussing a tremendously stressful situation with a family member. And, I had been crying.
Sure enough, my blood pressure was high.
Stress from this family problem may be the main contributing factor, for I have truly felt overwhelmed between that and my leakage problem, lately.
Also, I believe all that stress has recently contributed to my lack of sleep. It seems no matter how hard I try, and no matter how much I read my Bible and pray, my mind will just not relax enough for me to drift off into a restful and restorative sleep.
It seems I must be carrying stress inside me, even if I am trusting in my Lord, Jesus Christ, for everything. So, this morning, I literally called out (aloud) to God to help me.
I reflected upon Psalm 118:5-9, "I called on the Lord in distress;
The Lord answered me and set me in a broad place.
6 The Lord is on my side;
I will not fear.
What can man do to me?
7 The Lord is for me among those who help me;
Therefore I shall see my desire on those who hate me.
8 It is better to trust in the Lord
Than to put confidence in man.
9 It is better to trust in the LordThan to put confidence in princes."
I'm thankful He answered me.
Knowing I had to be up and running by a certain time, I set my alarm and once again tried to catch a few wink's sleep. Even the half hour or so I drifted off, felt wonderful.
I praise You, Lord, for everything in my life. The good things, and the not so good things. Just as You, told us to do.
And, I'm thankful that You love me. I'm thankful that You love us. Your children. I praise God for this!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but a new development happened. Last week, when I began nursing care once again, for the leaking of fluid and blood that I've been experiencing, my nurse took my blood pressure.
For background information, I'll let you know that I never had high blood pressure, until I became diabetic. Those things happened to me, at the same time.
After the emergency surgery I had for an Incarcerated Hernia, it was confirmed to me that indeed the hernia problem had been causing other problems in my body. My sugar level dropped to the high side of normal, and I no longer had any high blood pressure.
In fact, since then, I haven't required any medication for either of those conditions. Praise God!
I know. It's hard to believe. I must tell you that before I had surgery just before Christmas in December, the nurse at the hospital doing my pre-op checkup found it hard to believe, also.
Upon testing me, the nurse found that my blood pressure was indeed normal. Again, I praise God!
This past Wednesday, things were different. When my nursing care began, the nurse took my blood pressure.
Ahead of time, I told her that this was probably the worst time for anyone to take my blood pressure. I had just gotten off the phone, after discussing a tremendously stressful situation with a family member. And, I had been crying.
Sure enough, my blood pressure was high.
Stress from this family problem may be the main contributing factor, for I have truly felt overwhelmed between that and my leakage problem, lately.
Also, I believe all that stress has recently contributed to my lack of sleep. It seems no matter how hard I try, and no matter how much I read my Bible and pray, my mind will just not relax enough for me to drift off into a restful and restorative sleep.
It seems I must be carrying stress inside me, even if I am trusting in my Lord, Jesus Christ, for everything. So, this morning, I literally called out (aloud) to God to help me.
I reflected upon Psalm 118:5-9, "I called on the Lord in distress;
The Lord answered me and set me in a broad place.
6 The Lord is on my side;
I will not fear.
What can man do to me?
7 The Lord is for me among those who help me;
Therefore I shall see my desire on those who hate me.
8 It is better to trust in the Lord
Than to put confidence in man.
9 It is better to trust in the LordThan to put confidence in princes."
I'm thankful He answered me.
Knowing I had to be up and running by a certain time, I set my alarm and once again tried to catch a few wink's sleep. Even the half hour or so I drifted off, felt wonderful.
I praise You, Lord, for everything in my life. The good things, and the not so good things. Just as You, told us to do.
And, I'm thankful that You love me. I'm thankful that You love us. Your children. I praise God for this!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Sunday, April 14, 2013
And The Winner Is...
If you've read Life with Lynnie (LwL) for any length of time, or if you know me personally, you'll know that I love SONday. My Lord's day.
There has always been controversy over the issue of the Sabbath. And, when to worship. Being nothing new with this issue, it will probably continue on until our Lord returns.
Some people prefer to honour God on Saturday, while others on Sunday. Some, even on other days.
The majority of Christian church groups use Sunday as their Holy day, to worship our Lord. This is mainly due to the fact that it was on a Sunday when Jesus was resurrected. Easter Sunday.
This is not a serious issue with all Christian groups. And, in my opinion, it shouldn't be.
After all, God did tell us in His Word, the Bible, that we, as believers, are all part of the body of Christ. And, that we should not allow our differences to divide us.
Satan would love to divide us, of course.
Jesus told us so, in John 10:10 when He told us, "The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."
Yes, Satan comes to rob, kill and destroy. And, he does so, each and every day.
He destroys people, families, relationships, and roams this world we live in to see who and what he can destroy.
In some cases, he wins. In other cases, he doesn't.
What makes the difference? Trusting in Jesus.
Believing that Jesus is God's Son, who came to earth to fulfill God's plan of redemption for us, and trusting Him... and in Him alone, for your salvation, and for everything in your life, is the only way for people to win over the devil.
My prayer for you, is that you will trust in Jesus Christ. Do so today, if you haven't already, for we are not guaranteed tomorrow.
Your reward will be having life, and having it more abundantly... for eternity.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
There has always been controversy over the issue of the Sabbath. And, when to worship. Being nothing new with this issue, it will probably continue on until our Lord returns.
Some people prefer to honour God on Saturday, while others on Sunday. Some, even on other days.
The majority of Christian church groups use Sunday as their Holy day, to worship our Lord. This is mainly due to the fact that it was on a Sunday when Jesus was resurrected. Easter Sunday.
This is not a serious issue with all Christian groups. And, in my opinion, it shouldn't be.
After all, God did tell us in His Word, the Bible, that we, as believers, are all part of the body of Christ. And, that we should not allow our differences to divide us.
Satan would love to divide us, of course.
Jesus told us so, in John 10:10 when He told us, "The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."
Yes, Satan comes to rob, kill and destroy. And, he does so, each and every day.
He destroys people, families, relationships, and roams this world we live in to see who and what he can destroy.
In some cases, he wins. In other cases, he doesn't.
What makes the difference? Trusting in Jesus.
Believing that Jesus is God's Son, who came to earth to fulfill God's plan of redemption for us, and trusting Him... and in Him alone, for your salvation, and for everything in your life, is the only way for people to win over the devil.
My prayer for you, is that you will trust in Jesus Christ. Do so today, if you haven't already, for we are not guaranteed tomorrow.
Your reward will be having life, and having it more abundantly... for eternity.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Inflammation... Answered Prayer?!
As I mentioned yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I awoke Wednesday morning with thoughts on my mind. And, not just the song I wrote about, yesterday.
I felt like God had given me wisdom. For sure, I won't truly know for quite a while, but it seems to me that what came to my mind, could only have come from Him.
It didn't really have any direct connection with the suggestion of me possibly experiencing a mesh problem, that may require surgery to remove. Of course, as my surgeon told me, if I require this done, it would be major, major, major, major, major surgery.
Instead, the thoughts I had were pertaining to another situation that has never truly been properly addressed. Inflammation.
I realize that many people don't understand that some people have problems after surgery, with inflammation. And, not just people with arthritic conditions.
When I awoke, after thinking about the song on my heart and mind, I thought about inflammation being a major problem. After all, it has been, already. And, long before having these last two (2) surgeries over the past few months.
As I've mentioned before here on LwL, I have a rare Rheumatoid arthritic condition called, Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS).
After suffering injuries years ago, I was diagnosed with this condition, after almost losing my eye. Yes, I had been blind for a while in my left eye, but I also was on the verge of actually losing my eye, on several occasions.
Why? Due to inflammation.
AS can affect not just joints, but can also affect a person's inner body, and organs, like eyes, heart, lungs, kidneys, etc.
On Wednesday, I awoke recalling the surgery I had a few years ago when I had a lens replacement done. At the time, I was blind in that eye, due to side effects from all the drugs I had to use, over the years.
Prior to surgery, the eye specialist/surgeon had me taking increased dosages of the prednisone eye drops I had been using on a regular basis, for several years. The dosage was increased to every hour, for several days prior to surgery.
Afterwards, I had various other drugs, in addition to the continued eye drops I just mentioned.
Why? He told me it was due to the fact that whenever anyone has surgery, it creates inflammation within the body.
Hmmm...
Reviewing how my past two (2) surgeries took place, it came to me that there hadn't been time before either surgery to have me be able to take anything to aid my body in controlling inflammation. And, afterwards, the surgeon never prescribed anything to help control it, either.
In fact, he has never even discussed the fact that my body has inflammation. With the exception of telling me after I awoke from having the last surgery, that when he opened me up, he found a pocket of inflammation, that he had cleaned out.
Be still my heart. Sigh...
I may not be a physician, but I do believe that God answered my prayer, and gave me wisdom, concerning my ongoing problem of not healing, and leaking body fluid and blood, on a fairly regular, yet intermittent basis.
Thinking about receiving wisdom that I had prayed for, brought to mind James 1:5, "If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him."
That is exactly what I had done. And, it was exactly what God did for me, in answer to my prayer. At least, that's what I believe.
After thinking about this situation, I made a decision. After we get the results of this next CT scan, when I see my surgeon/doctor, I will take him up on his previous offer.
I will ask him to do what he suggested in the past, and refer me for a second opinion, to London, Ontario. And, I will also ask him to refer me to my daughter's rheumatologist in London, so that both specialists can work together with me, to try and decide if what I suspect is accurate.
Meanwhile, I will thank God for the wisdom I believe He graced me with. I will praise Him for the encouragement. And, I will pray that God will protect me from any negative health situations that could arise from having an inflammation problem.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
I felt like God had given me wisdom. For sure, I won't truly know for quite a while, but it seems to me that what came to my mind, could only have come from Him.
It didn't really have any direct connection with the suggestion of me possibly experiencing a mesh problem, that may require surgery to remove. Of course, as my surgeon told me, if I require this done, it would be major, major, major, major, major surgery.
Instead, the thoughts I had were pertaining to another situation that has never truly been properly addressed. Inflammation.
I realize that many people don't understand that some people have problems after surgery, with inflammation. And, not just people with arthritic conditions.
When I awoke, after thinking about the song on my heart and mind, I thought about inflammation being a major problem. After all, it has been, already. And, long before having these last two (2) surgeries over the past few months.
As I've mentioned before here on LwL, I have a rare Rheumatoid arthritic condition called, Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS).
After suffering injuries years ago, I was diagnosed with this condition, after almost losing my eye. Yes, I had been blind for a while in my left eye, but I also was on the verge of actually losing my eye, on several occasions.
Why? Due to inflammation.
AS can affect not just joints, but can also affect a person's inner body, and organs, like eyes, heart, lungs, kidneys, etc.
On Wednesday, I awoke recalling the surgery I had a few years ago when I had a lens replacement done. At the time, I was blind in that eye, due to side effects from all the drugs I had to use, over the years.
Prior to surgery, the eye specialist/surgeon had me taking increased dosages of the prednisone eye drops I had been using on a regular basis, for several years. The dosage was increased to every hour, for several days prior to surgery.
Afterwards, I had various other drugs, in addition to the continued eye drops I just mentioned.
Why? He told me it was due to the fact that whenever anyone has surgery, it creates inflammation within the body.
Hmmm...
Reviewing how my past two (2) surgeries took place, it came to me that there hadn't been time before either surgery to have me be able to take anything to aid my body in controlling inflammation. And, afterwards, the surgeon never prescribed anything to help control it, either.
In fact, he has never even discussed the fact that my body has inflammation. With the exception of telling me after I awoke from having the last surgery, that when he opened me up, he found a pocket of inflammation, that he had cleaned out.
Be still my heart. Sigh...
I may not be a physician, but I do believe that God answered my prayer, and gave me wisdom, concerning my ongoing problem of not healing, and leaking body fluid and blood, on a fairly regular, yet intermittent basis.
Thinking about receiving wisdom that I had prayed for, brought to mind James 1:5, "If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him."
That is exactly what I had done. And, it was exactly what God did for me, in answer to my prayer. At least, that's what I believe.
After thinking about this situation, I made a decision. After we get the results of this next CT scan, when I see my surgeon/doctor, I will take him up on his previous offer.
I will ask him to do what he suggested in the past, and refer me for a second opinion, to London, Ontario. And, I will also ask him to refer me to my daughter's rheumatologist in London, so that both specialists can work together with me, to try and decide if what I suspect is accurate.
Meanwhile, I will thank God for the wisdom I believe He graced me with. I will praise Him for the encouragement. And, I will pray that God will protect me from any negative health situations that could arise from having an inflammation problem.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Friday, April 12, 2013
Not Consumed!
As I wrote in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, before I went to sleep Tuesday night, I prayed. Just as I always do. But, with a little different focus, than normal.
As I mentioned yesterday, I prayed that God would give both my surgeon and me, wisdom.
In any case, I thought I probably wouldn't sleep much, after being so upset and overwhelmed by what transpired at my medical appointment. The reality was, I slept like a log.
When I awoke, a song was on my heart and mind. Here are the lyrics and a Youtube link for:
Across The Universe... by, The Beatles: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uomY5h1hJwA
Words are flowing out like
Endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Are drifting through my opened mind
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe.
Thoughts meander like a
Restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter, shades of life
Are ringing through my opened ears
Inciting and inviting me.
Limitless undying love, which
Shines around me like a million suns,
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai Guru Deva.
Jai Guru Deva.
Jai Guru Deva....
Some of you may be familiar with that song; others may not be. Even so, the chorus of... nothing's gonna change my world, filled my mind so much, that I actually awoke to the sound of it.
At first, I wasn't sure what to think. Why had God placed these lyrics on my heart and mind?
Then, it struck me. This world is not going to change. Ever.
We are living in Satan's domain. He rules the world we live in. And, he loves to attack those who belong to Jesus. Until our Lord returns, there will never be any change.
Something else came to mind. God never changes, either. He told us He is the same yesterday, today and forever. He will never change.
Thinking about all of this, I reflected upon Malachi 3:6, "For I am the Lord, I change not; therefore ye sons of Jacob are not consumed."
After reflecting, I realized that nothing was going to change my life. It would still be one mixed up, mess. Including my health situation, or lack thereof.
But, God will not allow me to fall, or to falter. He will be there for me, always. He will lift me up, encourage me, and provide for all my need.
No, I won't be consumed by all this pain, suffering and sorrow that I've been experiencing; some of which you know about, and some you do not. Thank You, Lord, for whoever overcomes, will be saved.
I praise God for this!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
As I mentioned yesterday, I prayed that God would give both my surgeon and me, wisdom.
In any case, I thought I probably wouldn't sleep much, after being so upset and overwhelmed by what transpired at my medical appointment. The reality was, I slept like a log.
When I awoke, a song was on my heart and mind. Here are the lyrics and a Youtube link for:
Across The Universe... by, The Beatles: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uomY5h1hJwA
Words are flowing out like
Endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
Are drifting through my opened mind
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Images of broken light, which
Dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe.
Thoughts meander like a
Restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Sounds of laughter, shades of life
Are ringing through my opened ears
Inciting and inviting me.
Limitless undying love, which
Shines around me like a million suns,
It calls me on and on across the universe
Jai Guru Deva. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai Guru Deva.
Jai Guru Deva.
Jai Guru Deva....
Some of you may be familiar with that song; others may not be. Even so, the chorus of... nothing's gonna change my world, filled my mind so much, that I actually awoke to the sound of it.
At first, I wasn't sure what to think. Why had God placed these lyrics on my heart and mind?
Then, it struck me. This world is not going to change. Ever.
We are living in Satan's domain. He rules the world we live in. And, he loves to attack those who belong to Jesus. Until our Lord returns, there will never be any change.
Something else came to mind. God never changes, either. He told us He is the same yesterday, today and forever. He will never change.
Thinking about all of this, I reflected upon Malachi 3:6, "For I am the Lord, I change not; therefore ye sons of Jacob are not consumed."
After reflecting, I realized that nothing was going to change my life. It would still be one mixed up, mess. Including my health situation, or lack thereof.
But, God will not allow me to fall, or to falter. He will be there for me, always. He will lift me up, encourage me, and provide for all my need.
No, I won't be consumed by all this pain, suffering and sorrow that I've been experiencing; some of which you know about, and some you do not. Thank You, Lord, for whoever overcomes, will be saved.
I praise God for this!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Safe... Always!
If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that after I left the surgeon/doctor's office, I felt rather sad.
Please understand, I wasn't feeling depressed. I must admit though, I felt a bit overwhelmed. Especially after finding out that my surgeon didn't have any idea what was happening to me. Or, why.
After praying on the way home, I reflected upon some of our discussion in the doctor's office. It was mentioned to me that he wondered if I was having trouble with infected mesh.
Knowing that he had previously told me that surgery to remove it, would be major, major, major, major surgery, I prayed as to whether or not I would even allow this surgery to take place, if required.
By the time I went to bed, I decided that I would probably elect to not move forward with surgery as serious and complicated as that would be, if needed. After all, why would I want to extend my life, just to suffer, repeatedly and extensively?!
Thinking about what I just said, I don't want you to think that I have fear of that severely traumatic surgery, because I don't. Nor, am I afraid about what could happen to me, if I agreed to proceed, if required.
I do wonder how on earth surgery like that can be done. But then, I don't really know the details of what would happen and whether or not the mesh would be replaced.
Truly, it doesn't matter.
I have no fear of what man can do to me. I trust my Lord. For everything in my life. Always.
Thinking about this, brought to mind Proverbs 29:25, "The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe."
During my prayer before bedtime, I prayed that God would not just give the specialist wisdom, but that He would also give me wisdom.
lol Just so you know, I do pray every evening. For me, and for you. Every night.
Until next time...
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Please understand, I wasn't feeling depressed. I must admit though, I felt a bit overwhelmed. Especially after finding out that my surgeon didn't have any idea what was happening to me. Or, why.
After praying on the way home, I reflected upon some of our discussion in the doctor's office. It was mentioned to me that he wondered if I was having trouble with infected mesh.
Knowing that he had previously told me that surgery to remove it, would be major, major, major, major surgery, I prayed as to whether or not I would even allow this surgery to take place, if required.
By the time I went to bed, I decided that I would probably elect to not move forward with surgery as serious and complicated as that would be, if needed. After all, why would I want to extend my life, just to suffer, repeatedly and extensively?!
Thinking about what I just said, I don't want you to think that I have fear of that severely traumatic surgery, because I don't. Nor, am I afraid about what could happen to me, if I agreed to proceed, if required.
I do wonder how on earth surgery like that can be done. But then, I don't really know the details of what would happen and whether or not the mesh would be replaced.
Truly, it doesn't matter.
I have no fear of what man can do to me. I trust my Lord. For everything in my life. Always.
Thinking about this, brought to mind Proverbs 29:25, "The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord shall be safe."
During my prayer before bedtime, I prayed that God would not just give the specialist wisdom, but that He would also give me wisdom.
lol Just so you know, I do pray every evening. For me, and for you. Every night.
Until next time...
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Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Only...
As I wrote in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, my body began leaking fluid, once again. And, blood.
One thing I was grateful for, was the fact that it began the day before my appointment with my surgeon/doctor, and not the day after. Thank You, Lord!
To me, it was a very stressful appointment.
My surgeon/doctor thought it would be a final check-up. Instead, we discussed how I leaked fluid and blood while he was away on vacation.
He told me that he didn't think it was connected with the current problem. Even though I am not a doctor, I don't really agree with him.
Why? Well, as I mentioned previously, the extensive swelling made the area so hard. And, when it softened and decreased in size, was when the swelling in the other area began and the leakage, happened.
Even so, he knows that what began yesterday is definitely related. Yes, the swelling has returned. And, so has the pain.
Of course, the leakage of fluid and blood didn't make either of us happy. Especially, since he suggested it may be a problem with infection of the mesh inside me.
He wants me to have another CT scan.
After my appointment, I went for the blood work to be done, that was necessary to be done, before the CT scan can be ordered. Hopefully, by the end of this week, or early next week, my surgeon's office will be able to request the CT scan.
While on my way to my vehicle, I felt rather sad and began to pray. In my prayer, I requested God to deliver me from this situation, asking that I not be required to suffer greatly.
Thinking about this, reminded me of Psalm 70:1, "Make haste, o God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord."
Knowing that my help comes from the Lord, He is the only person I can turn to. Especially, in this rather severe problem situation.
May He give me strength to face whatever His will is. After all, His will is always done.
Until next time...
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One thing I was grateful for, was the fact that it began the day before my appointment with my surgeon/doctor, and not the day after. Thank You, Lord!
To me, it was a very stressful appointment.
My surgeon/doctor thought it would be a final check-up. Instead, we discussed how I leaked fluid and blood while he was away on vacation.
He told me that he didn't think it was connected with the current problem. Even though I am not a doctor, I don't really agree with him.
Why? Well, as I mentioned previously, the extensive swelling made the area so hard. And, when it softened and decreased in size, was when the swelling in the other area began and the leakage, happened.
Even so, he knows that what began yesterday is definitely related. Yes, the swelling has returned. And, so has the pain.
Of course, the leakage of fluid and blood didn't make either of us happy. Especially, since he suggested it may be a problem with infection of the mesh inside me.
He wants me to have another CT scan.
After my appointment, I went for the blood work to be done, that was necessary to be done, before the CT scan can be ordered. Hopefully, by the end of this week, or early next week, my surgeon's office will be able to request the CT scan.
While on my way to my vehicle, I felt rather sad and began to pray. In my prayer, I requested God to deliver me from this situation, asking that I not be required to suffer greatly.
Thinking about this, reminded me of Psalm 70:1, "Make haste, o God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord."
Knowing that my help comes from the Lord, He is the only person I can turn to. Especially, in this rather severe problem situation.
May He give me strength to face whatever His will is. After all, His will is always done.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Be Not Far & Make Haste!
As I'm sure you are aware, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) I've written about my health, from time to time. Today, is one of those days.
A few weeks ago, my nursing care ended. Not because I was fully healed, because I wasn't.
It was due to the fact that the nurse told me the rest of my healing would have to come from my body, since there wasn't anything more she could do to encourage healing of the hole that opened up, after I began leaking through my incision.
At that time, it seemed I was healing nicely.
Then, all of a sudden, some of the swelling decreased and I thought I was being healed. Instead, I found I swelled in another area. And, began leaking fluid and blood, there.
When that drainage ended, I thought for sure I would be healing well. It was shocking to me that I still had some swelling and pain.
Yesterday, I thought I would go visit my friend V. She's once again in hospital.
Last week, I visited her in her hospital room, for the first time. While my body was open and draining, I didn't go visit, due to not wanting to put myself at risk of picking up germs, infection or anything that would prevent my healing.
Instead, I had visited V at home, when she was there. But, as I mentioned, last week she was once again admitted to hospital. Since my body seemed to be on the way to full healing recovery, I visited V, there.
Even though I thought I would go visit V at the hospital yesterday, I didn't. The reason was very shocking to me.
Once again, I began leaking fluid. It didn't look like I was leaking through my healed incision. Rather, it looked like a round piece of skin resembled a scab that was infected or wet.
When it began leaking, it was a mess.
After thinking I had the fluid leakage under control, and knowing I was wearing gauze bandages under my binder, I thought I would be okay to go do a couple errands. I was wrong.
Even though I was only gone a couple of hours, by the time I got home, I found that the clear fluid that had been leaking, had changed somewhat. It was now a pick colour. And, it had leaked through the bandage and through my binder and underwear.
Sigh...
It's a good thing I'll be seeing the surgeon today. It's good this happened before my check-up appointment, and not afterwards.
As always, I prayed. My prayer brought to mind Psalm 71:12, "O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help."
Even though I know He is with me always, I found myself praying and asking my Lord to be with me to provide healing, without any delay.
He is in control of all things. His will is always done.
So, I suppose I'll just have to continue trusting Him, for complete healing, even if it has not yet happened. And, I'll thank Him, even if this doesn't make me happy.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
A few weeks ago, my nursing care ended. Not because I was fully healed, because I wasn't.
It was due to the fact that the nurse told me the rest of my healing would have to come from my body, since there wasn't anything more she could do to encourage healing of the hole that opened up, after I began leaking through my incision.
At that time, it seemed I was healing nicely.
Then, all of a sudden, some of the swelling decreased and I thought I was being healed. Instead, I found I swelled in another area. And, began leaking fluid and blood, there.
When that drainage ended, I thought for sure I would be healing well. It was shocking to me that I still had some swelling and pain.
Yesterday, I thought I would go visit my friend V. She's once again in hospital.
Last week, I visited her in her hospital room, for the first time. While my body was open and draining, I didn't go visit, due to not wanting to put myself at risk of picking up germs, infection or anything that would prevent my healing.
Instead, I had visited V at home, when she was there. But, as I mentioned, last week she was once again admitted to hospital. Since my body seemed to be on the way to full healing recovery, I visited V, there.
Even though I thought I would go visit V at the hospital yesterday, I didn't. The reason was very shocking to me.
Once again, I began leaking fluid. It didn't look like I was leaking through my healed incision. Rather, it looked like a round piece of skin resembled a scab that was infected or wet.
When it began leaking, it was a mess.
After thinking I had the fluid leakage under control, and knowing I was wearing gauze bandages under my binder, I thought I would be okay to go do a couple errands. I was wrong.
Even though I was only gone a couple of hours, by the time I got home, I found that the clear fluid that had been leaking, had changed somewhat. It was now a pick colour. And, it had leaked through the bandage and through my binder and underwear.
Sigh...
It's a good thing I'll be seeing the surgeon today. It's good this happened before my check-up appointment, and not afterwards.
As always, I prayed. My prayer brought to mind Psalm 71:12, "O God, be not far from me: O my God, make haste for my help."
Even though I know He is with me always, I found myself praying and asking my Lord to be with me to provide healing, without any delay.
He is in control of all things. His will is always done.
So, I suppose I'll just have to continue trusting Him, for complete healing, even if it has not yet happened. And, I'll thank Him, even if this doesn't make me happy.
Until next time...
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Monday, April 8, 2013
Every One of You...
Normally, I write about my Lord's day, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL). Today may be Monday, but today is the day for me to write about Sonday, even if it was yesterday.
Since I've been able to drive again, I've tried to make it part of my plan of worship to go and share worship time with fellow Christians.
Yesterday, I did this. Not at 'my' church, but at another church, here in Windsor.
There was a special reason I worshipped with that particular church group. A friend of mine was getting baptized!
Yes, he's a long time friend that is getting married in Romania, in a few weeks. He finally got around to being baptized, even though he's been a born-again Christian for many years. For this, I praise God!
Hallelujah!
As he came up out of the water, people began to clap. I did something different. I yelled aloud, "Hallelujah!"
Yes, I praised God!
I'm so very happy this friend finally decided it was time to be obedient to what God would have us do. After all, He told us so in Acts 2:38, "Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost."
I'm sure you noticed that we weren't told to just be baptized. Nor were we told to be baptized and then at some point in our lives, repent. Nope.
We were told to repent and then... be baptized. Why? Because this is how we can show the world that we are not just trusting in Christ, but also have died to self... and live for Him! For Jesus Christ, our Saviour.
If you're like me, you may have been or may need to be double-dipped. lol What I am referring to is the fact that as an infant, I was baptized, or christened as some groups call it.
While I can appreciate that parents want to do this for their children, the fact is, they truly can't.
Baptism has no salific value. We are not saved by being baptized. We are saved only by grace (alone), through faith (alone), in Christ... alone! Nothing more. Nothing less.
But, God does expect us to be obedient. Like my friend was, yesterday.
Some people don't believe that God expects us to be obedient, but He does.
He even expected this of His only begotten Son, our Lord, Jesus Christ who came to earth in obedience knowing that He was fulfilling prophecy of the Old Testament. Jesus came in obedience to God the Father, knowing full well that He would die on a wooden cross at Calvary. Why? Because He knew God the Father ordained this to happen.
So, if you're a born-again Christian who has not yet chosen to be baptized, please pray about doing so. Especially, if you were done as an infant. Then, it wasn't your choice to be obedient to God in baptism; it was someone else's choice. Your parent's.
Still, God demands and expects it of each of His children. So, if you have not yet been baptized as your own desire to be obedient, I pray you will do so, now. This way, you can be obedient, and show God and the world, where you stand. And, who you stand with!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Since I've been able to drive again, I've tried to make it part of my plan of worship to go and share worship time with fellow Christians.
Yesterday, I did this. Not at 'my' church, but at another church, here in Windsor.
There was a special reason I worshipped with that particular church group. A friend of mine was getting baptized!
Yes, he's a long time friend that is getting married in Romania, in a few weeks. He finally got around to being baptized, even though he's been a born-again Christian for many years. For this, I praise God!
Hallelujah!
As he came up out of the water, people began to clap. I did something different. I yelled aloud, "Hallelujah!"
Yes, I praised God!
I'm so very happy this friend finally decided it was time to be obedient to what God would have us do. After all, He told us so in Acts 2:38, "Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost."
I'm sure you noticed that we weren't told to just be baptized. Nor were we told to be baptized and then at some point in our lives, repent. Nope.
We were told to repent and then... be baptized. Why? Because this is how we can show the world that we are not just trusting in Christ, but also have died to self... and live for Him! For Jesus Christ, our Saviour.
If you're like me, you may have been or may need to be double-dipped. lol What I am referring to is the fact that as an infant, I was baptized, or christened as some groups call it.
While I can appreciate that parents want to do this for their children, the fact is, they truly can't.
Baptism has no salific value. We are not saved by being baptized. We are saved only by grace (alone), through faith (alone), in Christ... alone! Nothing more. Nothing less.
But, God does expect us to be obedient. Like my friend was, yesterday.
Some people don't believe that God expects us to be obedient, but He does.
He even expected this of His only begotten Son, our Lord, Jesus Christ who came to earth in obedience knowing that He was fulfilling prophecy of the Old Testament. Jesus came in obedience to God the Father, knowing full well that He would die on a wooden cross at Calvary. Why? Because He knew God the Father ordained this to happen.
So, if you're a born-again Christian who has not yet chosen to be baptized, please pray about doing so. Especially, if you were done as an infant. Then, it wasn't your choice to be obedient to God in baptism; it was someone else's choice. Your parent's.
Still, God demands and expects it of each of His children. So, if you have not yet been baptized as your own desire to be obedient, I pray you will do so, now. This way, you can be obedient, and show God and the world, where you stand. And, who you stand with!
Until next time...
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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Even As...
In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about the fact that those who belong to Christ, usually suffer from many afflictions in life.
For sure, I have. It's not easy.
Even so, I am grateful that my Lord is always there for me. He promised to never leave me, nor forsake me, to be with me always, even 'til the end of the age. And, you, too... if you belong to Him.
Just so you know, my family and I have been burdened with a series of trials that has drastically affected my family... and me. In fact, I will go so far as to say that I feel like I've aged 10 years or more, just in the last few months.
Please realize that my family would not want me to write about these issues that we are still in the middle of. At least, not at the moment. So, please don't expect me to do so.
What I will say, is that due to these family problems and due to the fact that I'm in the process of suffering loss, I have felt overwhelmed, at times. When this has occurred, I prayed. After all, God is in control; not me.
One thing stuck out in my mind, as I prayed.
It was rather hurtful to me that there had been problems between some of my family members. And, it seemed to me, that much forgiveness was needed.
A Bible verse came to mind. Ephesians 4:32, "And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."
Even now, I am praying that God will heal those who need healing, whether physically, financially, emotionally, spiritually, relationally, or... whatever the need is that each of my family members have.
In addition, I'm praying that God will place it on the hearts of those who need to forgive, to do so. May the Holy Spirit lead each person, placing on the hearts and minds of all involved, to love, forgive and repent, if required.
And, I thank God. After all, He did tell us to be thankful in all things. Even if life doesn't happen the way we dream it will be.
Until next time...
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For sure, I have. It's not easy.
Even so, I am grateful that my Lord is always there for me. He promised to never leave me, nor forsake me, to be with me always, even 'til the end of the age. And, you, too... if you belong to Him.
Just so you know, my family and I have been burdened with a series of trials that has drastically affected my family... and me. In fact, I will go so far as to say that I feel like I've aged 10 years or more, just in the last few months.
Please realize that my family would not want me to write about these issues that we are still in the middle of. At least, not at the moment. So, please don't expect me to do so.
What I will say, is that due to these family problems and due to the fact that I'm in the process of suffering loss, I have felt overwhelmed, at times. When this has occurred, I prayed. After all, God is in control; not me.
One thing stuck out in my mind, as I prayed.
It was rather hurtful to me that there had been problems between some of my family members. And, it seemed to me, that much forgiveness was needed.
A Bible verse came to mind. Ephesians 4:32, "And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."
Even now, I am praying that God will heal those who need healing, whether physically, financially, emotionally, spiritually, relationally, or... whatever the need is that each of my family members have.
In addition, I'm praying that God will place it on the hearts of those who need to forgive, to do so. May the Holy Spirit lead each person, placing on the hearts and minds of all involved, to love, forgive and repent, if required.
And, I thank God. After all, He did tell us to be thankful in all things. Even if life doesn't happen the way we dream it will be.
Until next time...
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Saturday, April 6, 2013
Many...
As I wrote yesterday on Life with Lynnie (LwL), my Easter celebration with my family wasn't exactly what I had hoped for. But, considering that I spent last Thanksgiving, my birthday, Christmas, New Year's and Valentine's Day alone, I felt blessed just being able to see most of my family.
In case you haven't been reading LwL long, the reason I spent all those other special days alone, was due to illness. Either my family being sick, or me being either sick or recovering from surgery. Hmmm... maybe I should say... surgeries, since I've had two (2) operations in the last seven (7) months.
It may sound like I am healed now to some people, but the truth is, I am not.
My incision that opened up once again, after having the last surgery, has healed, now. But, the pain and swelling is still with me. Even if the swelling is less, the pain is not.
To be honest, I'm sick of being sick.
Most people wouldn't have a clue looking at me, that I am not well. But, the truth is, I am not up to snuff.
I still cannot lift most things. When I carry anything, I usually place the item in a tote bag and have to hang it on a cane, to help me transport whatever it is, to wherever it is going.
Does this mean I don't hurt myself doing stuff like this? Absolutely, not. I do feel pain. And usually, I suffer for it, later.
When I think about all the suffering I've experienced in my life, and not just lately, I sometimes feel overwhelmed. Then, I usually take a deep breath and remind myself that even though I am not a perfect person, I have the righteousness of Christ within me. Because... I'm saved by trusting in Jesus for my salvation.
Please understand, I am not righteous in and of myself. My righteousness is as filthy rags, and so is yours, according to God's Word, the Bible. But, Jesus has made me righteous.
Thinking about this reminded me of Psalm 34:19, " Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all."
Yup! Many are the afflictions of the righteous. I know this to be true.
Like I've said in the past, I've had many more afflictions than I would ever want, and wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy.
Still, I trust in my Lord. After all, He promised to deliver me... and others like me, out of them all.
While I am truly sick of being sick, and feeling weary from time to time, I will continue to trust my Lord, until I have been delivered.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
In case you haven't been reading LwL long, the reason I spent all those other special days alone, was due to illness. Either my family being sick, or me being either sick or recovering from surgery. Hmmm... maybe I should say... surgeries, since I've had two (2) operations in the last seven (7) months.
It may sound like I am healed now to some people, but the truth is, I am not.
My incision that opened up once again, after having the last surgery, has healed, now. But, the pain and swelling is still with me. Even if the swelling is less, the pain is not.
To be honest, I'm sick of being sick.
Most people wouldn't have a clue looking at me, that I am not well. But, the truth is, I am not up to snuff.
I still cannot lift most things. When I carry anything, I usually place the item in a tote bag and have to hang it on a cane, to help me transport whatever it is, to wherever it is going.
Does this mean I don't hurt myself doing stuff like this? Absolutely, not. I do feel pain. And usually, I suffer for it, later.
When I think about all the suffering I've experienced in my life, and not just lately, I sometimes feel overwhelmed. Then, I usually take a deep breath and remind myself that even though I am not a perfect person, I have the righteousness of Christ within me. Because... I'm saved by trusting in Jesus for my salvation.
Please understand, I am not righteous in and of myself. My righteousness is as filthy rags, and so is yours, according to God's Word, the Bible. But, Jesus has made me righteous.
Thinking about this reminded me of Psalm 34:19, " Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all."
Yup! Many are the afflictions of the righteous. I know this to be true.
Like I've said in the past, I've had many more afflictions than I would ever want, and wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy.
Still, I trust in my Lord. After all, He promised to deliver me... and others like me, out of them all.
While I am truly sick of being sick, and feeling weary from time to time, I will continue to trust my Lord, until I have been delivered.
Until next time...
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Friday, April 5, 2013
Hallelujah!
As I wrote in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, Easter Sunday was very busy for me. After worshipping, I visited with friends, and distributed sweet treats.
Later, I made my way to my daughter B's home. There I visited with her and her children that were at home. Of course, I brought a plate of those delicious peanut butter cookies that I had baked.
In addition, I brought a basket full of goodies, for everyone to share.
This is what I've done over the past few years. It got too difficult to try and remember who liked what and who didn't, especially when there were five (5) children to provide for!
My daughter P texted me, letting me know that dinner was almost ready. After giving farewell hugs and kisses, I drove a few blocks away.
At P's we enjoyed a delicious meal.
All P's children were home, plus there was another guest, in addition to me being there. It made it a tight squeeze around the table, but we all managed!
For dessert, we enjoyed sweet treats, together. Including a delicious apple pie that wasn't something I had provided for dinner.
Of course, there was a plate of peanut butter cookies, as well. And, the basket of goodies for all P's family.
By the time we chatted for a while after dinner, I began feeling tired and worn out. Driving home, I felt like I needed a nap.
After all, after eating a delicious, special meal, who wouldn't feel like they needed a nap?! :)
On my way home, I reflected upon the day. And, gave thanks. And, sang.
This reminded me of Psalm 100:1, "Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands."
Even if it hadn't turned out to be the day I had dreamed of, it had been a blessing to me. Especially, since I was able to spend time with my family members. Or, at least, most of them.
I praised God and thanked Jesus. I prayed the Holy Spirit would continue to do His work in my life, and the lives of all I know, love, and care for.
And, I was thankful for Easter Sunday. Resurrection Sunday! Hallelujah!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Later, I made my way to my daughter B's home. There I visited with her and her children that were at home. Of course, I brought a plate of those delicious peanut butter cookies that I had baked.
In addition, I brought a basket full of goodies, for everyone to share.
This is what I've done over the past few years. It got too difficult to try and remember who liked what and who didn't, especially when there were five (5) children to provide for!
My daughter P texted me, letting me know that dinner was almost ready. After giving farewell hugs and kisses, I drove a few blocks away.
At P's we enjoyed a delicious meal.
All P's children were home, plus there was another guest, in addition to me being there. It made it a tight squeeze around the table, but we all managed!
For dessert, we enjoyed sweet treats, together. Including a delicious apple pie that wasn't something I had provided for dinner.
Of course, there was a plate of peanut butter cookies, as well. And, the basket of goodies for all P's family.
By the time we chatted for a while after dinner, I began feeling tired and worn out. Driving home, I felt like I needed a nap.
After all, after eating a delicious, special meal, who wouldn't feel like they needed a nap?! :)
On my way home, I reflected upon the day. And, gave thanks. And, sang.
This reminded me of Psalm 100:1, "Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands."
Even if it hadn't turned out to be the day I had dreamed of, it had been a blessing to me. Especially, since I was able to spend time with my family members. Or, at least, most of them.
I praised God and thanked Jesus. I prayed the Holy Spirit would continue to do His work in my life, and the lives of all I know, love, and care for.
And, I was thankful for Easter Sunday. Resurrection Sunday! Hallelujah!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Likewise, I'm sure!
As I mentioned yesterday on Life with Lynnie (LwL), Easter was a busy time for me. And, it wasn't just due to all the baking I did, of peanut butter cookies!
Knowing that I couldn't do all the cooking myself, due to my inability to lift, bend, stretch, and carry much of anything, I made arrangements to have my daughters do the cooking for me.
Unfortunately, even though celebrating as one family was my dream, those powers that be decided to not get together. I praise God that I made arrangements so that each of them would be equipped with everything they would need for Easter dinner.
But, my day didn't begin there.
In the morning, I went to worship at a friend's church. Actually, several of my single friends worship there.
Before I left the church, I picked up the Easter lily plant that my ex-coworker/friend C had purchased in memory of his loved ones. Yes, like most churches I've worshipped at, these plants adorn the sanctuary!
Thankfully, I managed to carry it. Although, I must say that it felt heavy to me.
The reason I picked it up, was because C wasn't feeling well. In fact, he had only been home from hospital less than a day.
Afterwards, some of us met at a Tim Horton's coffee shop. Hopefully, everyone enjoyed themselves the way I did!
Great minds think alike! My friend, the group organizer Y, brought an Easter basket filled with goodies. I was the only other person who brought sweet treats, although mine were not in a basket!
Then, I was off to deliver the plant and a plate of cookies to C, which was more than I should have been carrying. After a short visit, I stopped by another friend's home. I didn't go in to visit, but dropped off a plate of cookies for them, because M hadn't been feeling the best, and she had some family members visiting with them.
It seems like every time there is a Holy-day (holiday) that people celebrate, I do things like this. Why? It's just my nature. I love to do things for others, even if it is taxing for me.
Thinking and writing of this, reminded me of Luke 6:31, " And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise."
You see, whenever someone does something like this for me, I recognize that it is the love of Christ that they have within them, that encourages them to help me, and/or others. And, it's the love of Christ within me, that makes me want to not just celebrate special days like Easter, but show love and support to others.
There's more to be said, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Knowing that I couldn't do all the cooking myself, due to my inability to lift, bend, stretch, and carry much of anything, I made arrangements to have my daughters do the cooking for me.
Unfortunately, even though celebrating as one family was my dream, those powers that be decided to not get together. I praise God that I made arrangements so that each of them would be equipped with everything they would need for Easter dinner.
But, my day didn't begin there.
In the morning, I went to worship at a friend's church. Actually, several of my single friends worship there.
Before I left the church, I picked up the Easter lily plant that my ex-coworker/friend C had purchased in memory of his loved ones. Yes, like most churches I've worshipped at, these plants adorn the sanctuary!
Thankfully, I managed to carry it. Although, I must say that it felt heavy to me.
The reason I picked it up, was because C wasn't feeling well. In fact, he had only been home from hospital less than a day.
Afterwards, some of us met at a Tim Horton's coffee shop. Hopefully, everyone enjoyed themselves the way I did!
Great minds think alike! My friend, the group organizer Y, brought an Easter basket filled with goodies. I was the only other person who brought sweet treats, although mine were not in a basket!
Then, I was off to deliver the plant and a plate of cookies to C, which was more than I should have been carrying. After a short visit, I stopped by another friend's home. I didn't go in to visit, but dropped off a plate of cookies for them, because M hadn't been feeling the best, and she had some family members visiting with them.
It seems like every time there is a Holy-day (holiday) that people celebrate, I do things like this. Why? It's just my nature. I love to do things for others, even if it is taxing for me.
Thinking and writing of this, reminded me of Luke 6:31, " And as ye would that men should do to you, do ye also to them likewise."
You see, whenever someone does something like this for me, I recognize that it is the love of Christ that they have within them, that encourages them to help me, and/or others. And, it's the love of Christ within me, that makes me want to not just celebrate special days like Easter, but show love and support to others.
There's more to be said, but it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Recipe Everyone Needs...
In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I wrote about what I did on Good Friday. The day when we Christians remember what Jesus did on the cross for us.
Easter Sunday was to be a very busy day for me.
One thing I did to prepare for this day was I baked cookies. As you know, I have not been able to do much of anything, due to my body still being in recovery mode after having two (2) surgeries in the last seven (7) months and still not being fully healed.
Knowing that I didn't need to use my mixer to make cookies or lift anything heavy, I made the decision to bake cookies. It seemed like a good and tasty idea, to me. After all, I didn't need to reach and lift my heavy mixing bowls from where they are stored. I used a more lightweight bowl that was easy to access and suitable for what I intended to bake.
The recipe is simple. No heavy utensils required. :)
Anyone who uses Kraft peanut butter, knows that their recipe is simple to make:
Kraft Peanut Butter Cookies:
Ingredients:
1 cup of Kraft peanut butter
1/2 cup of sugar
1 egg
Mix together the ingredients and roll into 24 balls, flattening them with a fork, on an ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 325 degrees F for 15 minutes or until lightly browned.
Mmmm... good! Delicious! Only if you enjoy eating peanut butter cookies, though!
After making several dozen cookies, I packaged them up for each recipient of my baking endeavour. A dozen at a time.
Before I began baking, I was nervous to do anything that might create gut pain for me. Knowing I didn't have to lift anything heavy, I thought I would be okay.
I wasn't.
Later, I paid the price. The swelled area of my abdomen, swelled even more. And, the increase in pain made me wonder if I should have done what I did.
After giving it some thought, and discussing it with my daughter P, I came to the conclusion that even though I didn't have to lift anything heavy or do much bending or lifting, the stirring must have put a lot of pressure on my yet unhealed area. After all, I do not yet have stomach muscles. I'm not yet healed enough to have them!
As the pain decreased after resting for a day or so, I was grateful. Grateful that God provided for me.
This reminded me of Philippians 4:19, "But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus."
Of course, God always provides for me.
Maybe not always the way I would like Him to, but He always provides. After all, I belong to Him. I am His child. He loves me. And, He provides for me.
He provides for you, also. If you belong to Him, that is.
If you don't know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, please take the time to read God's Word, the Bible. After all, faith cometh by hearing and hearing by the word of God. Hopefully, the Holy Spirit will lead and guide you to come to Christ, where you will gain eternal salvation, by trusting in Jesus.
And, the Bible is where you'll find God's recipe for salvation: We are saved by grace (alone), by faith (alone), in Christ... alone. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Easter Sunday was to be a very busy day for me.
One thing I did to prepare for this day was I baked cookies. As you know, I have not been able to do much of anything, due to my body still being in recovery mode after having two (2) surgeries in the last seven (7) months and still not being fully healed.
Knowing that I didn't need to use my mixer to make cookies or lift anything heavy, I made the decision to bake cookies. It seemed like a good and tasty idea, to me. After all, I didn't need to reach and lift my heavy mixing bowls from where they are stored. I used a more lightweight bowl that was easy to access and suitable for what I intended to bake.
The recipe is simple. No heavy utensils required. :)
Anyone who uses Kraft peanut butter, knows that their recipe is simple to make:
Kraft Peanut Butter Cookies:
Ingredients:
1 cup of Kraft peanut butter
1/2 cup of sugar
1 egg
Mix together the ingredients and roll into 24 balls, flattening them with a fork, on an ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 325 degrees F for 15 minutes or until lightly browned.
Mmmm... good! Delicious! Only if you enjoy eating peanut butter cookies, though!
After making several dozen cookies, I packaged them up for each recipient of my baking endeavour. A dozen at a time.
Before I began baking, I was nervous to do anything that might create gut pain for me. Knowing I didn't have to lift anything heavy, I thought I would be okay.
I wasn't.
Later, I paid the price. The swelled area of my abdomen, swelled even more. And, the increase in pain made me wonder if I should have done what I did.
After giving it some thought, and discussing it with my daughter P, I came to the conclusion that even though I didn't have to lift anything heavy or do much bending or lifting, the stirring must have put a lot of pressure on my yet unhealed area. After all, I do not yet have stomach muscles. I'm not yet healed enough to have them!
As the pain decreased after resting for a day or so, I was grateful. Grateful that God provided for me.
This reminded me of Philippians 4:19, "But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus."
Of course, God always provides for me.
Maybe not always the way I would like Him to, but He always provides. After all, I belong to Him. I am His child. He loves me. And, He provides for me.
He provides for you, also. If you belong to Him, that is.
If you don't know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, please take the time to read God's Word, the Bible. After all, faith cometh by hearing and hearing by the word of God. Hopefully, the Holy Spirit will lead and guide you to come to Christ, where you will gain eternal salvation, by trusting in Jesus.
And, the Bible is where you'll find God's recipe for salvation: We are saved by grace (alone), by faith (alone), in Christ... alone. Nothing more. Nothing less.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
I See!
Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I haven't really said much about what I did over Easter weekend.
Some things I will discuss another day. But for now, I'll let you know that I celebrated in various ways, at various places.
As I mentioned previously, Good Friday would have been my wedding anniversary, had Gordon still been alive.
Even though I hardly slept through the night, I got up, got ready and went to worship. Not every church here in Windsor, has a worship service on Good Friday, but 'my' church does. So, off I went.
It had been quite a while since I worshipped there. So, many people and I reconnected.
As per my usual habit at this time of year, I made sure I gave sweet treats to all who I conversed with.
I know. Not everyone believes we should give Easter chocolate and other items, to celebrate with. But, I do. From the smiles on their faces, I'm sure everyone planned to enjoy the tiny chocolate eggs I handed them.
At the end of the service, I spoke with a friend for a while. Then, I proceeded to leave.
Hmmm... but, where was my cell phone?
Since I have had both surgeries over the last few months I have not been able to carry a purse, as per my surgeon's instructions. Consequently, I carry my cell phone and a wallet, in my pockets. Along with my keys, of course.
Several times, I retraced my steps. At one point, I even enquired at the hallway desk if anyone had turned in my cell phone. The answer was definitely... no.
Some people asked if I was sure I had it when I was in the sanctuary. I replied that I had definitely had it with me there, and had changed it from silent to the regular setting, before speaking with my friend.
Once again, I made my way back to where my friend and I had chatted. There it was! Not in the pew aisle, but under the pew itself.
I praised God! Thank You, Jesus!
For some reason, even though I had checked over the area several times, I had not seen my cell phone. Yet, God had led me there once again, and I saw it.
This reminded me of John 9:25, "He answered and said, Whether he be a sinner or no, I know not: one thing I know, that, whereas I was blind, now I see."
Before we come to Christ and are saved, we are literally blind.
We don't see the truth that God would have us know and see. When we trust in Jesus and become saved, He removes the scales and/or blinders from our eyes. We can then see God's truth.
Hallelujah!
On my way home, I stopped at the cemetary. I hadn't been there for such a long time.
Since it would have been our wedding anniversary, I visited Gordon's grave. And, placed a rose in the marker cup.
It breaks my heart that my life hasn't been what I desired it would be. But, God is in control. He alone knows the plans He has for us. And, I trust Him.
If you aren't yet trusting Jesus for your salvation, please come to Christ, today.
We are not guaranteed tomorrow. Gordon wasn't. I'm not guaranteed tomorrow. And, neither are you.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Some things I will discuss another day. But for now, I'll let you know that I celebrated in various ways, at various places.
As I mentioned previously, Good Friday would have been my wedding anniversary, had Gordon still been alive.
Even though I hardly slept through the night, I got up, got ready and went to worship. Not every church here in Windsor, has a worship service on Good Friday, but 'my' church does. So, off I went.
It had been quite a while since I worshipped there. So, many people and I reconnected.
As per my usual habit at this time of year, I made sure I gave sweet treats to all who I conversed with.
I know. Not everyone believes we should give Easter chocolate and other items, to celebrate with. But, I do. From the smiles on their faces, I'm sure everyone planned to enjoy the tiny chocolate eggs I handed them.
At the end of the service, I spoke with a friend for a while. Then, I proceeded to leave.
Hmmm... but, where was my cell phone?
Since I have had both surgeries over the last few months I have not been able to carry a purse, as per my surgeon's instructions. Consequently, I carry my cell phone and a wallet, in my pockets. Along with my keys, of course.
Several times, I retraced my steps. At one point, I even enquired at the hallway desk if anyone had turned in my cell phone. The answer was definitely... no.
Some people asked if I was sure I had it when I was in the sanctuary. I replied that I had definitely had it with me there, and had changed it from silent to the regular setting, before speaking with my friend.
Once again, I made my way back to where my friend and I had chatted. There it was! Not in the pew aisle, but under the pew itself.
I praised God! Thank You, Jesus!
For some reason, even though I had checked over the area several times, I had not seen my cell phone. Yet, God had led me there once again, and I saw it.
This reminded me of John 9:25, "He answered and said, Whether he be a sinner or no, I know not: one thing I know, that, whereas I was blind, now I see."
Before we come to Christ and are saved, we are literally blind.
We don't see the truth that God would have us know and see. When we trust in Jesus and become saved, He removes the scales and/or blinders from our eyes. We can then see God's truth.
Hallelujah!
On my way home, I stopped at the cemetary. I hadn't been there for such a long time.
Since it would have been our wedding anniversary, I visited Gordon's grave. And, placed a rose in the marker cup.
It breaks my heart that my life hasn't been what I desired it would be. But, God is in control. He alone knows the plans He has for us. And, I trust Him.
If you aren't yet trusting Jesus for your salvation, please come to Christ, today.
We are not guaranteed tomorrow. Gordon wasn't. I'm not guaranteed tomorrow. And, neither are you.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
Monday, April 1, 2013
Amazing Love...
Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), it's not always easy for me to write about special times. This past weekend was one of those times.
March 29th, Good Friday, would have been my wedding anniversary, had my now deceased husband Gordon still been alive. We were married on the Saturday of Easter weekend.
While it may not have been easy for me to deal with this heartbreaking time, two (2) days in a row, it was certainly better than feeling stressed like this, on two separate weekends. Thank You, Lord... for helping me.
Some people think that because Gordon has been dead about three and a half (3 1/2) years now, it shouldn't be something to focus on.
To me, it's hard to not think about it, and focus on it.
After all, unlike a friend who has remarried, or another friend who has been dating, I have no one in my life to share time with. No one to consider a new love of my life.
Still, I am grateful.
Grateful to God for His amazing love. He never lets me down. He's always there for me. And, He always provides for me, and helps me through hard times. For this, I'm eternally grateful!
Thinking about His amazing love, I was reminded of a song that means a lot to me. It's called, (You Are My King) Amazing Love. Here's a youtube link so you can listen and sing along, if you like: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ6WPwkwaLo.
Here is the lyrics to (You Are My King) Amazing Love
I'm forgiven because You were forsaken
I'm accepted, You were condemned
I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me
Because You died and rose again
Amazing love, how can it be
That You, my King, should die for me?
Amazing love, I know it's true
It's my joy to honor You
In all I do, to honor You
You are my King
You are my King
Jesus, You are my King
You are my King
Love is amazing. At least, I think so. But, the love that we have for God is nothing compared to the love He has for us.
After all, He told us in 1 John 4:19, "We love him, because he first loved us."
We couldn't possibly be loved any greater than we have been. God loved us so very much, that He sent His only begotten Son to earth, to suffer, and die on a wooden cross, for the sin of the world... of all who will believe.
I find this amazing. After all, none of us deserved this. Yet, Jesus died for us, and was resurrected, so that we know that we too can have everlasting life.
Amazing. Utterly, amazing!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
March 29th, Good Friday, would have been my wedding anniversary, had my now deceased husband Gordon still been alive. We were married on the Saturday of Easter weekend.
While it may not have been easy for me to deal with this heartbreaking time, two (2) days in a row, it was certainly better than feeling stressed like this, on two separate weekends. Thank You, Lord... for helping me.
Some people think that because Gordon has been dead about three and a half (3 1/2) years now, it shouldn't be something to focus on.
To me, it's hard to not think about it, and focus on it.
After all, unlike a friend who has remarried, or another friend who has been dating, I have no one in my life to share time with. No one to consider a new love of my life.
Still, I am grateful.
Grateful to God for His amazing love. He never lets me down. He's always there for me. And, He always provides for me, and helps me through hard times. For this, I'm eternally grateful!
Thinking about His amazing love, I was reminded of a song that means a lot to me. It's called, (You Are My King) Amazing Love. Here's a youtube link so you can listen and sing along, if you like: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ6WPwkwaLo.
Here is the lyrics to (You Are My King) Amazing Love
I'm forgiven because You were forsaken
I'm accepted, You were condemned
I'm alive and well, Your Spirit is within me
Because You died and rose again
Amazing love, how can it be
That You, my King, should die for me?
Amazing love, I know it's true
It's my joy to honor You
In all I do, to honor You
You are my King
You are my King
Jesus, You are my King
You are my King
Love is amazing. At least, I think so. But, the love that we have for God is nothing compared to the love He has for us.
After all, He told us in 1 John 4:19, "We love him, because he first loved us."
We couldn't possibly be loved any greater than we have been. God loved us so very much, that He sent His only begotten Son to earth, to suffer, and die on a wooden cross, for the sin of the world... of all who will believe.
I find this amazing. After all, none of us deserved this. Yet, Jesus died for us, and was resurrected, so that we know that we too can have everlasting life.
Amazing. Utterly, amazing!
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: lifewithlynnie@gmail.com
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