Friday, January 31, 2014

My Cross...

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I discussed my friend, Clark.

As I said previously, I am extremely sorry that I could not attend his funeral service.  But, I'm hoping that I will be able to attend his burial, in the spring.

That is, if God gives me enough healing, so I can do the very long drive up north.  Hopefully, it is His will to provide me with healing. 

I have been extremely sick since last Sunday.

When I left church, I felt like I had a chill.  By the time I got home, I didn't feel well. 

On Monday morning, I felt better. 

I decided to join my friends at the legion for dinner, since I seemed to feel okay.  Within a short time after arriving there, I began to feel nauseous. 

Not severely, at first.

This was only minutes after my friends and I discussed our friend Clark's death.  At first, I wondered if the mild nausea I was experiencing, was because of feeling badly about Clark dying.

To be honest, the nausea became so severe that I didn't eat much of my dinner.  Not eating more than a few bites, I got a container and took it home.

Feeling sick on Tuesday, I hardly ate anything. 

The nausea was tremendous.  And, knowing how vomiting had contributed to my emergency surgery for the incarcerated hernia in September 2012, I didn't want to have that problem, again.

Just so you know, my pain and swelling is not where my incarcerated hernia repair is located.  Instead, it is in the area of where I had the drainage tubes and all the leakage, last year.

I recall asking my original Windsor surgeon if that small swollen area could have been another hernia.  He told me and my daughter P, no.

I did the same with my current Windsor surgeon that I had been referred to.  He told my daughter P and I the same thing, no.

To me, it feels like a hernia.  And, when I was watching Doc Martin on PBS last Sunday, he did hernia surgery on someone.  I realize it is only a television (tv) programme, but it did show a swelled area that greatly resembles mine.


Of course, it could be one (1) of several other issues.  Time will tell.

Wednesday night was the worst.  Yes, I vomited, much to my dismay.

I began sweating to the point where I was soaking wet. 

I don't believe I had a fever.  If the doctor who helped me a while back with my lung infection was correct about having no fever but severe sweating, means it is an infection, then I at least know what's wrong.

Is this difficult to understand?  Not for me.  I already know I have infection inside me.

By Wednesday evening, the area in question had tripled and/or quadrupled in size.  I actually looked pregnant, there was so much swelling.

The redness was so severe that it looked like blood.  And the heat coming from the affected area was so hot, I could hardly touch it.

I was sweating so much, everything I wore and laid on, or sat upon was soaking wet.

My daughter P, wanted to take me to hospital.  I told her there was no reason to go to the Emergency Room (ER) at the hospital.  If they don't have a surgeon in Windsor to help me with my need for surgery, then what good would it do.  Especially, since it is definitely related to my gut problem.

On Thursday, I felt somewhat improved.  At least during the day.

I seemed to have less swelling, and it wasn't quite as hot, nor as red.  But, the pain was still there.

As I'm writing this on Thursday evening, I must tell you that the sweating has begun, again.  I'm sitting here soaking wet.

Some people may wonder why I've been suffering so much.  Even me, at times.

Then, I remind myself about how severely Jesus suffered, before he died.  He suffered far more than any of us, here on earth, could suffer.

I realize that we must bear our cross, for Christ.

Just as we're told in Luke 14:27, "And whosoever doth not bear his cross, and come after me, cannot be my disciple."

Even though I've been suffering big time, I want to bear whatever burden God has for me.  I need to be an overcomer.

The sad part for me, is the fact that I've been suffering with such severity.  So much, for so long. 

Lately, I have been feeling like I may never recover, here on earth.  Even though I've been praying for healing.

I have felt this week, like I'm having a hard time coping.  Even though I'm trusting in my Lord, for everything.

Does that sound terrible?

Think about it.  It devastates me, to think about how Jesus suffered, the way He did. 

Yes, He was a man.  But, he was also God. 

He had much more power to cope, than I, or any human could ever have.  For this, I praise God!

Me?  I'm only a woman.  I'm not God.  And, never will be.

So, I will continue to look to Him, to help me cope with this painful trial that seems to be never ending.  And, even though I've been feeling frustrated lately, I am trusting Him.

If you can find it in your heart to pray for me, I thank you, my friend.  May God bless you. 

Know that I pray for you.  Daily.

Until next time...

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Thursday, January 30, 2014

My Friend...

Yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I wrote about Clark's death.  Today, I would like to honour him.


Well, certainly I always want to honour a friend by attending their funeral service and burial.  However, in this case, I couldn't.  I've been sick.

Today, Clark's funeral service took place at 11:00 a.m.  In Bolton.  Quite a long, many hours drive from here.

I notified his son and daughter that even though I truly wanted to be there, just as I have attended funeral and burial services of other friends to honour them, I just could not.  I didn't feel it was possible, the way I was and still am, feeling.

Normally, I give a eulogy that includes a gospel message, at funerals of friends and/or family, I truly felt badly that I couldn't do this, at Clark's funeral service.

So, I decided I would honour him in a different way.  Here on LwL.

Here are my thoughts about my friend who passed away last Sunday...

Clark was a true friend...
for many years.
He, along with a small group of other realtors,
hung out together at our
real estate board functions.
Even though we didn't always
work with the same broker.
Our mutual friend, Mary
before she died a few years back,
used to come for lunch or dinner.
Clark used to pick her up. 
Usually, we, or I had another friend, or two (2) join us.
He was a loving,
not just to me, but also
to others.
When he went on a holiday with his wife,
to California and from there, to
I took over his work.
And, continued to do so, after they returned home.
Immediately, she went to hospital, in pain.
She never left the hospital.  She died.
I continued to do his work for a while.
He did the same for me, when my husband got sick
and died.
There were a couple of times when he went away on holiday,
feeling he needed to get away from his grief, pain and sorrow.
After this happened,
we decided to become real estate partners.
He could show homes, easier than me,
for at the time my knee pain was extreme.
I did all the computer work, since he had trouble using his.
So, I did all our paperwork.
It broke my heart, when he retired.
Yet, I knew in my heart it was necessary.
When I first knew him,
he didn't really like to talk about God.
Nor, did he read his Bible.
And, hadn't attended church,
in a very long time.
After he had his stroke, and his life went downhill,
this changed.
I praise God!
We prayed together.
He began to read the Bible; he told me he had done that, years earlier.
He even went to church.
At least, whenever he could, physically.
For this I praise God.
We discussed together his and indeed everyone's need to be saved.
He told me he was trusting in Jesus,
for his salvation.
I praise God for this!
Please know that there is more I could say, but if I did, this entry could go on, and on, and on.
Just know that I'm grateful that God's Word, the Bible tells us that for those who are trusting in Jesus, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord.  Therefore, I can only presume he's now in Heaven, with Jesus.
No more suffering.
Just as God told us in 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."
Now, Clark is probably dancing with his wife.  Honouring our Lord Jesus.
One thing I did tell his family, was that I did want to attend his burial service, in the spring.  Apparently, in Stayner, Ontario (new Wasaga Beach) the cemetery where he will be buried will not open gravesites in the winter, due to frozen ground. 
So, as was done with his daughter, he won't be buried until spring.
Hopefully, by then I'll be feeling improved.  For sure the weather and roads, will be easier to cope with, even if it is an even longer drive.
Even though Clark will be missed, by me and others, I am grateful he's now happy, with our Lord, and with some of his family.
Until next time...
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Wednesday, January 29, 2014

A Time To Die...

Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), from time to time, I've discussed telephone calls.  On Monday, I received a long-distance call.

As my phone rang with the long-distance call ring, I wondered who it was calling.  You see, just a few minutes earlier, my friend from Germany and I had just hung up after enjoying a conversation.

And, it seemed too early for my other friends in Milton, Ontario to call.  Usually, we speak later in the day.

To my surprise, it was my friend Clark's son.

In the past, I've referred to Clark, as C.  He's the person who was for a time, my real estate partner. 

Well, he was until he had a stroke.  Even then, we both felt that he would recover and would be able to return to work.

He did heal, eventually.  He had many treatments to help him stand and walk.  So, after quite a while, he was finally able to walk, and live his life, again.

Instead of returning to work, he retired.

Clark was like me, in one way.  He was widowed. 

Living alone, and not functioning 100% meant that he had home care help.  This was something that was very helpful to him.

Clark began having some digestion problems.

Eventually, his doctor ordered a scope test done.  The results showed he had cancer of the esophagus.  Not near his throat area, but near his stomach.

Not wanting to add too much fluid to his body, since Clark was a dialysis patient, he didn't receive chemotherapy.  Instead, they gave him radiation treatments, only.

He seemed to improve, eating-wise for a while.  Then, he began losing weight.

On the weekend of Father's day, last June, his daughter picked him up and brought him to live at her home.

At first, he'd call me, letting me know that he was happy to be there.  But, he didn't want to stay permanently.

He wanted to return to Windsor.

This last October, Clark did come home to Windsor.  But, it wasn't on a permanent basis.

He wanted to list his home with me, to sell it.  He was shocked to hear I couldn't do this for him, at that time.

You see, I was still on that six (6) month term my real estate board called 'sick leave'.  Meaning I didn't have to pay them my monthly fee.  Even if I had to continue paying all other licensing fees, like CREA, OREA, E & O Insurance, and more.

This also meant that I could not access the MLS system and/or any forms that we realtors use on a regular basis. 

This meant he couldn't list his home with me, allowing me to sell it.  So, he listed his house with someone else.

Why did he want to sell his home?  Because, he was feeling worse, and worse.

It was his intention to go back to live at his daughter's, in Bolton, Ontario.  Which he did in mid-December.

When his son called me, he let me know that Clark died.

While this was shocking to hear, I really wasn't surprised.  The last time I had spoken with Clark, he had told me how horrible he felt, physically.

I had prayed for him.  But, had known in my heart that he was probably not going to be long, here on this earth.

After all, no one stays here, permanently.

Just as God told us in Ecclesiastes 3:1-2a, "To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heavenA time to be born, and a time to die;"

Yes, no one will remain here on earth, permanently.  Not me.  Not you.  And, certainly not Clark.

His son let me know that apparently, he went to dialysis on Monday, January 20th.  Instead of releasing him, they admitted him as a patient into Brampton Civic Hospital.

You should know that a couple days earlier, Clark had told me that he had to use his oxygen for almost the entire previous 24 hours.  He had also told me that he wished his life would end.

Which it did, on Sunday, January 26th, at 11:02 a.m.

Now I understand why I couldn't reach him all that week.  And, now I understand why he didn't call me back.

I was grateful his son called me.  Even if the information wasn't good.

At least I know Clark is no longer suffering.

Until next time...

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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Yes? No? Which Is It?

Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I discussed yesterday about attending church groups for different forms of Bible study.

What a great time it is, for me.  I suppose you can tell I enjoy being with my brothers and sisters in the Lord.

On SONday, we had a wonderful worship service.

Not only was the worship honouring to God.  But, once again, so was the music.

Our young adults who play instruments and sing, led our songs.  Music/song worship time, was wonderful!

Some people might have wondered why I kept looking around.

It was because someone I knew had told me they and a friend of theirs would join me.  They want to get married.

Unfortunately, they don't worship anywhere.  This means there is no one to marry them, since they told me they want to get married in a church.

So, I had invited them to join me, on Sunday.  This way, they could meet with my pastor and others.

Since where I worship is near where they live, I thought for sure they would keep their word.  But, unfortunately, they did not.

Nor, have I even heard from them, since.  To me, this was disappointing.

I realize it wasn't an oath they were stating when they agreed to meet up with me, to worship.  And, to meet my pastor, and some of my church family.

But, even so a Bible verse came to my mind, as I sat there, rather disappointed.

It was Matthew 5:37, "But let your ‘Yes’ be ‘Yes,’ and your ‘No,’ ‘No.’ For whatever is more than these is from the evil one."

Hopefully, they will contact me and let me know why they didn't make it.

However, if they don't, it's okay.  It doesn't change the way I feel about them.  I still care for them.

It doesn't surprise me, though.  I've been told many times in the past, that they would join me.  And, they haven't.

Oh well.  People do let us down, from time to time.

No one is perfect. 

Not me.  Not you.  Nor anyone here on earth.

The only perfect person was Jesus.

And, He gave His life for the sin of the world.  For all, who will believe.

How grateful I am for this.  How grateful I am that I love Him, and trust in Him.

After all, being saved, means that I will spend eternity in Heaven with Him.

What can be better than this?

Until next time...

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Monday, January 27, 2014


Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), from time to time, I discuss my activities at church.

Last Thursday was Prayer/Growth/Fellowship (Bible study) night.  I went, and enjoyed my time with some of my church family. 

Afterwards, we pray for the needs of all we know who need prayer.  And, more.

Of course, every week one person brings snacks.  Mmm... nice!

On Saturday, I attended the Personal Evangelism (sort of like a Bible study) class.

We begin by having lunch together, with all those who attend the class.  Again, I can only say... mmm... nice!  Thank you, pastor Tom!  Thank You, Lord!

As in most other events I've attended, we begin and end in prayer. 

How grateful I am for this!  After all, prayer is very important.

Some people set aside a specific time for prayer.  Personally, I think this is a good idea.

However, I don't really do this.

Oh, I'm not saying that I don't take time to pray.  I do.

Usually, before and/or after I read my Bible, is when I pray.

But, there is more to prayer for me.  I believe we must be in an ongoing mode of prayer.  Prayer that never seems to end.

Like what we read in 1 Thessalonians 5:17, "Pray without ceasing."

It matters not to me what I'm doing.  While I'm doing whatever, I pray.

As I'm driving, some people might think I'm talking on my cell phone, or possibly even singing a song (which sometimes, I do!).  In reality, I'm usually praying.

Even when I am sitting talking with people, I find myself praying for them and their needs.  Silently.

Discussing this brought to my mind something that happened a few years ago.

When my now deceased husband Gordon was still alive, we had been invited to a wedding anniversary celebration party.  Our friends, were/are Muslim.

Knowing we were the only Christians in attendance, most people didn't want to sit with us.

However, one person in attendance I knew personally, because she sold real estate.  Just as I do.

So, she and her husband shared a table with Gordon and I.

After eating, we talked.  This Muslim couple tried to convince us that we needed to become Islamic, and give up Christianity.

The husband politely stated that they pray five (5) times a day.  And, made fun of us, stating that we only get together one (1) day per week, and pray.

When he was finished, I let him know the truth.

We, as Christians, do not need to meet in order to pray.  We do not need to gather, together.  Nor, do we have to get onto our knees.

I let him know the truth.  I told them that while he was talking to us, I prayed for him.  And, for his wife. 


They weren't even aware I had done this.  And, the look on their faces confirmed they were shocked.

Nevertheless, I had prayed.  And, I let them both know that prayer for them, would continue.

Just as it always has.

Until next time...

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Sunday, January 26, 2014

Are You?

If you're a reader of Life with Lynnie (LwL), you'll know that I go to worship God, on my Lord's Day.  In a few hours, I'll be heading out to meet with my church family, for that very purpose!

A couple of SONdays ago, we had guests at Walkerville Evangelical Baptist Church.  The couple were missionaries that we support.

During the message, the husband referred to a hymn that has great meaning to me. 

It was a hymn that my now deceased husband Gordon and I heard on a radio, while we were being driven on a local bus from Philipsburg, on the Dutch side of St. Maarten, to Marigot, on the French side of the island.  Hearing this hymn that day, was something we would never forget.

As the hymn played, our driver was racing down the island's road.  We were almost involved in a head on collision.  After the driver got control again, we looked at each other, and laughed at how the hymn was so relevant to our situation!

Something else sticks out in my mind, when I think of this hymn. 

I think about the sinking of the ship, Titanic.  I think about how the Christian musicians who were going down with the ship, took it upon themselves to not panic, but trust in their Lord.  Instead of becoming out of control, they stayed calm.  Together, they used their instruments to play this hymn (this was confirmed by survivors who heard them). 

The hymn was written by Sarah Flower Adams, and is entitled, Nearer My God to Thee.  Here is a link to a Youtube video, showing the Christian musicians were playing this hymn, as they awaited their final moments, before meeting God:

And, here is a link to music, with lyrics that you can listen to, or sing along with:  Here are the lyrics.

Nearer My God to Thee

Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
E'en tho' it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Tho' like a wanderer,
The sun gone down, darkness be over me,
My rest a stone, yet in my dreams I'd be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Then let the way appear, steps up to heaven;
All that Thou sendest me,
In mercy given; angels to beckon me,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Then, with my waking thoughts, bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee.

Or, if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky, 
Caught up to meet my King, swiftly I fly,
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee...

Yes, our God is near to us.  He never leaves us, nor forsakes us.

He has told us that we need to trust Him and not falter, or become weak and lose strength.

Thinking of this, brought to mind Galatians 6:9, "And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not."

Believe me when I say that there are times when I question my life.  And, wonder what God's reason is for all the suffering I've experienced in my life.

When this happens, I take a deep breath.  In through my nose, and out through my mouth. 

Then, I remind myself that those who overcome, will be saved.


Are you an overcomer?  Are you saved?

Trust in Jesus Christ, and you will be saved!  Read God's Word, and you'll understand what He expects of you.

I'll be praying for you.  Thank you for praying for me.

Until next time...

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Saturday, January 25, 2014


If you've read Life with Lynnie (LwL) over the past couple of days, you'll be aware of how my province's healthcare system, here in Ontario, Canada has contributed to letting me down.  And, not providing the healthcare that I require.

As I mentioned, I no longer have the Toronto surgeon willing to do the surgery/operation I have needed since May 2013, even though I was told I needed it done as soon as possible (asap). 

This is due to the fact that our socialized medicine healthcare system won't allow him to work here in Windsor, without working with/through another surgeon.  And, there isn't one available to work with, here.

Hearing this, was disappointing to me.  Not just because the Toronto surgeon is no longer willing to help me, but also because his office never even contacted me, to tell me.

When I last spoke about being at my current surgeon's office, here in Windsor, I never finished telling you about what happened, with the conversation between the Windsor surgeon, my daughter P, and I.

My current surgeon, who is not willing to work with the Toronto surgeon after all, let my daughter P and I know that he believes our healthcare system isn't working well.  And, went on further to tell us that it will get worse.

Get worse?  How could it get worse, when a person cannot get the medical care they need, when they need it?  Or, even worse, not at all!

His option for me, as I mentioned in the past, is to allow him to remove the mesh that has become infected by the infections inside me.  Without any reconstruction.

Do I want to live as one huge hernia from my ribcage to my pelvis?  No.  Would you?

Of course, he recommended this, letting me know that I could have another or several surgeries later, to replace the mesh, once the infections inside me were under control and/or healed. 

Since when will I be healed from MRSA?  Yes, they can get rid of the abscess, but it's not possible to heal me totally from the staph infection, MRSA.

Once again, I let him know that I wouldn't want to have to have repeated surgeries/operations. 

Would you want to live the rest of your active life, having repeated surgeries/operations?

I don't.

He suggested that I could get another opinion.  In London, Ontario.

My daughter P reminded him that originally, I had an appointment with a surgeon/friend of my original surgeon.  He decided that I should talk with him.

So now... I've been referred to the surgeon who originally gave me an appointment for November 2013.  The appointment that got cancelled, because the Toronto surgeon gave me an earlier appointment.

How long will this take?  Only God knows.

As I mentioned yesterday, I believe the system is working against me.  Possibly even on purpose, so that my life will end and they won't have to worry about me, any longer. 

If I died, they would be able to bury their problem.  And, be done with it. 

At least, here on earth.

How grateful I am for God.  My God who loves me.  And, who directs the path of every one of His children, to stand strong in the Lord.

Just as He told us to do, in Ephesians 6:10-13, "Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.
11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand."

And, stand I will continue to do.  Even though I'm in the midst of a trial where the devil is trying to harm me.

After all, it is truly not my fight.  It's God's. 

I don't need to wrestle/fight against the flesh and blood of this problem.  Meaning the medical community, and our healthcare system.

So, I do what God told me to do.  I put on the whole armour of God, daily.

As I said, I realize that it is truly not my battle.  It's the Lord's battle.

And, He is fighting it, for me.

By the way, most people who already know about me being referred to another surgeon in London, for another 'second' (2nd) opinion as my current Windsor surgeon called it, when he talked about it with my daughter P and I, have told me I should keep the appointment and not cancel it. 

There's nothing to cancel; I have not yet received a date for it.  Just know I will attend the appointment.

There are questions I asked my current Windsor surgeon, that he couldn't answer.  Hopefully, the London surgeon will be able to answer my questions.

For example... how do we know if I'm truly still infected inside me? 

After all, God could be giving me a miracle healing.  I wouldn't want to have unnecessary surgery.

In the meanwhile, I'll just continue to trust my Lord.  And, stand.

Until next time...

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Friday, January 24, 2014

Give Place...

If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll know that I discussed about how I am now without any surgeon to do the surgery/operation that I was told last May (2013) I needed as soon as possible (asap).

To me, the worst part is that I never had anything to do with this happening.  This is just the proof of evilness in our world, today.

The Toronto surgeon had told me that my original Windsor surgeon contributed to my need for this upcoming surgery, by not removing the old mesh from inside me when he did my original surgery for the incarcerated hernia, and placed new mesh over top of the old, creating the circumstance that quite often creates an abscess.

This is part of why he needed my original surgeon to work with him, to arrange an operating room.  Of course, the other reason is that even though he does specialty surgeries and goes all over the province to do so, he does not have the power to make hospital arrangements for operating rooms. 

This proves that our healthcare system isn't working right.  After all, how can he assist in healing someone like me, who needs his care, if he cannot access what he needs.

The other reason he told me he needed to do my surgery at the hospital where I had the emergency surgery for the incarcerated hernia in September 2012, was because they also had contributed to my need for surgery.  It was their uncleanness that contributed to me being permanently affected by the staph infection MRSA.

Even though MRSA can bring on the flesh eating disease and/or cancer, one thing I am grateful for, is the fact that it is contained to my wound area in my gut.  It is not throughout my body.  I am not contagious.  I praise God for this!

However, as you can see, I did nothing to bring on those two (2) infections that are poisoning my body.

Does this make a difference?  Not really.

No one in our medical community cares.

As I mentioned previously, a neighbour resident of my apartment complex let me know that a friend of his had the same problem I have, for the same reasons.  And, because his friend's surgical need was drawn out so very long, being postponed, over and over again, his friend died.

Forgive me for saying this.  But, I believe this is exactly what is happening to me.

Please realize that I am not trying to hurt anyone, by discussing my situation.  If I were, I would be quoting names.

No.  As a born-again Christian, I realize that I should not avenge myself. 

Just as God told us in Romans 12:19, "Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord."

Hopefully, you understand that even though I have been discussing my physical problem, I have not been trying to hurt anyone.  I know I couldn't, anyway.  Even if I wanted to, since our legal system and laws prevent most lawsuits from happening.

But mostly, I have not tried to show vengeance to those who have done me wrong, because God is in charge.  It is His place to make things right.  Not mine.

After all, He did tell us in that verse that Vengeance is His.  And, I trust Him for this.

Unfortunately, it is my opinion that they do not really want to help me.  I believe that this is why my needed care is being put off, over and over.

It is my opinion, that this way, they can bury their problem (me) with no human recourse.  And, no expense to our governmental healthcare system.

But, their thinking with regards to me and my situation is wrong.

It wouldn't be to help them, if their controlling spirits brought about my death.  It would be to help me.

They would suffer when they stand before Christ on judgement day. 

Please realize that if any are saved people, I am not saying they would lose their salvation; for they wouldn't.  But, they would still pay a price, by losing rewards.

And for those who are unsaved, they will pay an eternal price in Hell.

For me, instead of suffering here on earth, I would be in heaven with my Lord, Jesus Christ.  And, I would be made whole.

No more pain.  No more suffering.  Just as God promised.

I would be eternally blessed.

Until next time...

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Thursday, January 23, 2014

To Sue, Or Not To Sue... That's The Question!

Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, I discussed a sister in the Lord's death.  And, her memorial service.  In addition, I mentioned about another friend's death.

Today, I think I've calmed down enough to discuss the possibility of someone else's death.  Mine.

As I've mentioned in the past, after being discharged from the hospital last May (2013), my original surgeon told me that I needed surgery.  And, I needed it as soon as possible.

He also let me know that he wasn't capable of doing the surgery that I needed.  So, he made a referral to a doctor/friend of his in London, Ontario, who was capable.

At that time, he said that to wait until November 2013, was far too long.  He claimed and notified my daughter P and me, that I could be dead by then.

Well, I'm not.  Dead, I mean.  Of course you know this, because I am still alive and writing this entry!  :)

When I was notified that the Toronto surgeon would see me at the end of August (2013), the London surgeon's appointment was cancelled.

If you've been reading LwL since last year, you'll be aware that the Toronto surgeon told me he cannot do in Toronto, the surgery I require.  He would have to come to Windsor, where I live.  He would have to work with/through my surgeon.

To my dismay, my original surgeon said he wasn't doing that. 

He referred me to another Windsor surgeon.  I will call this physician... my current surgeon. 

My original surgeon told my daughter P and I that he had already spoken with the new (my current) surgeon, prior to him telling us that I was being referred elsewhere.  My original surgeon told us that the surgeon I was being referred to, had already agreed to work with the Toronto surgeon.

My original surgeon made it clear I wasn't being dumped.  That I was being transferred, so that my surgery could happen.

During my first medical appointment with my current surgeon, he told my daughter and I that he wasn't my doctor.  That he would only be taking care of me after my surgery.

At another appointment, he let us know that he wouldn't be working with the Toronto surgeon. 

Then, just last week, on January 13th 2014, he let my daughter P and I know that the Toronto surgeon has withdrawn himself from doing the physical/medical surgery/operation that I need, and that he originally agreed to do.


Why?  Because there is no surgeon for him to work with/through to arrange an operating room and whatever else he would need to do my surgery.


During the recent appointments with my current Windsor surgeon, it is clear that he has changed his line of thinking.  Obviously.

Originally, he was going to work with the Toronto surgeon.  Then, he was only going to work in a limited way.  Then, he wasn't going to work with the Toronto surgeon.

Just so you know, in December, he told me that I had not been referred to him, so he could work with the Toronto surgeon.  We had quite a discussion about this.  Especially, since this wasn't the truth.

There was only he and I, because at that appointment, P couldn't attend.  So, I was alone.

Prior to attending on January 13th for the medical appointment, his receptionist let me know he wanted my daughter P there, with me.  So, she accompanied me. 

I asked him why he wanted P with me for the appointment.  He responded that it was because of our discussion in December.  He felt I was confused and wanted my daughter to know this.  And, be there to hear our discussion.


When he once again began reiterating what he said to me in December, P interrupted him.  And, let him know that I was correct, and he wasn't.

She confirmed to him that we had been told by my original surgeon that he was willing to work with the Toronto surgeon, so that an operating room and whatever else was needed, could be provided.

He insisted that I had only been referred to him, for a second (2nd) opinion.

What lies!

It took a lot of faith, for me to sit there and not lose my temper.

When he again stated that I was only seeing him for a second (2nd) opinion, I only made one (1) comment.  One to which, he didn't respond.

I stated that if in fact he was telling the truth, then that meant that my original surgeon lied to P and I, about me being referred, because he was willing to work with the Toronto surgeon.  And, I let him know that if I wasn't a born-again Christian, I would sue my original surgeon, in a heart beat!

Are you shocked?  If you are, you probably aren't as shocked as I was!

I couldn't believe I actually said this.  However, in reality, I did.

Of course, if I were not living in Canada, covered with the health insurance plan for my province, but rather lived in countries like USA, I believe someone in my position, would in fact be seeking legal advice.

But, why did I say if I wasn't a born-again Christian, I would do that?  Because, the Bible tells us what we should and should not do. 

And, to go against God's Word, would be evil.

It's clear that we should not take a brother or sister in the Lord, to court.  And, my original surgeon claimed to be Christian, when said he was Catholic, but was trusting in Jesus... just before my first (1st) of two (2) surgeries, he did on me.

Read it for yourself, in 1 Corinthians 6:7-11, "Now therefore there is utterly a fault among you, because ye go to law one with another. Why do ye not rather take wrong? why do ye not rather suffer yourselves to be defrauded?
Nay, ye do wrong, and defraud, and that your brethren.
Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind,
10 Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God.
11 And such were some of you: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God."

Due to the fact that I am aware God doesn't want us to sue people, particularly brothers or sisters in the Lord, I won't do it.  Of course, I should be honest and say that the way our government has set up our social medicine system, it is almost impossible to sue a doctor, for any reason, anyway.

Still, it is my heart's desire to be obedient to God, and His Word.

This is why I've been praying for quite a while now, that God will give me a miracle healing.  I suspected long ago, that my provincial medical system was not helping me. 

For some reason, God had placed it on my mind that possibly, the surgery that several surgeons said I needed as soon as possible (asap), was not going to happen.  And, now the truth has come out. 

May God bless you for praying for me. 

Truly, I have no way of knowing whether each and every one of you, are praying for me.  But, I do believe that at least some people are praying. 

And, I thank God for you.  May He bless you, always.

Until next time...

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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Forever... Always...

Thank you for bearing with me, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL).  I've been trying to catch up on telling you about my comings and goings.

Yesterday, I mentioned about how I took cookies to the Bible study class, last Thursday.  And, I mentioned that was one (1) reason why I had baked several dozen cookies!

Of course, if you read LwL recently, you'll know I also took some, actually a large amount, to the pot-luck luncheon we had after worship, recently.

Reason number three (3) was so that I could take some cookies to another church.  In fact, it was so I could take some cookies to the church where I previously went to worship.

Last Friday evening, there was an event happening there, that I did not want to miss out on.  It was a memorial service. 

The person who died, I had known fairly well.  She was a lovely lady.  A good sister in the Lord.

To be honest, I have no idea what M died of.  And, will never know until I see her once again, in heaven.

You see, M was unmarried.  Being single, she didn't have any children. 

I can recall visiting with her.  She lived almost across the street from where I live. 

On several occasions, I recall letting M know that if she wanted to join me in the pool or visit, to just let me know.  I never heard from her.

She did much for the Lord.  However, she was a rather private person.

As it turned out, no one knew she died.  At least, not right away.

From what I heard, neighbours on her floor of the apartment building, were complaining about an odour.  Then, someone who fairly regularly spoke with M, asked the building manager to open her apartment.

There she was.  Dead. 

What I heard was that she had been gone so long, that her body was like jelly.


This was not the first time I had heard about something like that happening to a person.  In fact, it happened a few years ago to a fellow brother in the Lord, in his apartment.

At first, I felt badly that both of these people I knew experienced death, this way. 

It's certainly not something I would wish on anyone I know!  Not even my worst enemy.

It made me sad thinking they were alone.  But then, within seconds after thinking this, I realized they truly were not alone.

Just as God told us in Matthew 28:18-20, "And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth.
19 Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:
20 Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen."

Neither of my friends who died in this lonely circumstance, were truly alone.  Jesus was with them.  Just as He told us, when He said that He is with us always.  Even unto the end of the world!

For this, I praised God! 

Both were children of God.  Both, trusted in Jesus. 

And, both did work for Him!  Just as the verses above, mention.

For this, I praised God!  And, enjoyed the memorial service for M.

Afterwards, everyone was invited into the fellowship hall, to enjoy finger foods and beverages.  And, to meet with others who were blessed to have known M.

Friend, are you a child of God?

I know M was.  And, this means that she is now with our Lord, in Heaven.  After all, for a believer in Jesus, to be absent from the body, is to be with the Lord.

If you do not know Jesus as your Saviour, please don't wait.  Come to Christ, today.

Once we take our final breath, it is too late.  There's no turning back.  And, no way of escaping Hell, if you are not saved.

What must you do to be saved?

Believe on the Lord, Jesus Christ, and you shall be saved (Acts 16:31).

Until next time...

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Tuesday, January 21, 2014


Yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I mentioned about how gifted many people in my church family, are.  True talent, to be sure.

I also mentioned about attending adult Sunday school class.  And, about how it is truly a Bible study class for adults, just with a different name.

Of course, last Thursday evening, I also attended our Prayer Growth Fellowship class.  Again, it's another name for a Bible study class.

Last Thursday evening, it was my turn to bring something for our group to enjoy munching on.  This was another reason why a few days earlier, I had baked so many dozens of cookies!

In addition to those who normally attend our group, there was someone new there, for their first (1st) time.  One of my grandsons!

About a year ago, my grandson N left Windsor and went to live with his dad, in London, Ontario; shortly afterwards, they moved to Ottawa, Ontario.  But, for a short while now, he's been in town, visiting!

On Wednesday, I had given my grandson N a ride to his mom's (my daughter B).  You see, N had been visiting with some of his cousins (my grandsons) at his aunt P's (my daughter) home. 

While driving, N let me know that he's been praying for me. 

Wow!  How blessed I felt, when he told me that he'd been praying for healing for me.  I silently thanked God!  And, aloud... thanked N.

We discussed my new church family and worship time, but N let me know he wasn't going to be able to join me for worship on Sunday.  To my surprise, he suggested he join me for Bible study, when he found out I go on Thursdays.

After making arrangements to pick N up the next day and take him with me to the Bible study class, he exited my van.  And, I praised God aloud.  Thank You, Jesus, was about all I could say, as I made my way home.

In any case, I felt blessed having my grandson join me for our Bible study class, last Thursday.  We studied God's Word, together. 

Thinking about studying, brought to mind 2 Timothy 2:15, "Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth."

See!  We were told to study, to show ourselves approved unto God. 

We, His children, need to study His Word.  We need to not be ashamed doing this, either! 

Studying, educates us to understand what God expects of us.  Reading His Word, the Bible, and being taught, helps us to rightly divide the word of truth.  Just as we read in the verse, above.

Having my grandson, N with me, created a wonderful memory that I will cherish, always.  Just as I cherish another memory of the past.

Whenever I think of this verse, I think of my now deceased husband, Gordon.

Even though we each had various study Bibles, I found most of them rather heavy to carry into our worship time with our church family.  So, one Christmas, he gave me a small Bible.

This Bible, is the one I have used ever since.  It is easy to hold, when reading.  It fits into my purse.  And, obviously... into my life.

Yes, I do sometimes use a study Bible, but mostly I read the one Gordon gave me.

In it, he wrote... Dec 25, 1997  To Lynn:  II Timothy 2:15  Love Always, Your Husband, Gordon.

Until next time...

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Monday, January 20, 2014


I said yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), that I would be going to worship God.  And, I did. 

I must admit that Walkerville Evangelical Baptist Church (WEBC) is a wonderful place to worship.  If you don't have a church family to worship with, and are able to, I pray you'll find your way to WEBC, to worship with us!

Once again, I joined my brothers and sisters in the Lord for the adult Sunday school class.

For anyone who is not sure what that is, it is a class that is actually a Bible study class.  But, for adults, only.

It is not necessary to have children join in.  They have their own Sunday school class!

Afterwards, we left our fellowship hall and went upstairs.  The sanctuary filled quickly with people.

Our service was a great one!

Of course, with a preacher like Pastor Tom, we are very blessed.  And, the music was wonderful!

Last week, our music was led by our children's music group.  Yesterday, it was the young people's music group.

Talk about talent!  It seems we have much talent in our church family. 

I praise God for these people who have been given such wonderful gifts!  Especially, since they are using them for God's glory and honour.

Thinking about this, brought to mind James 1:17, "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning."

Yes, our Father in heaven has truly blessed my church family. 

It seems that He gave our church family, people of all ages who have been blessed with good and perfect gifts.  Gifts that could only have come from God.

To me, the best part is that everyone uses these talents/gifts to honour and glorify Him! 

All I can say is that I am grateful.  Thank You, dear Father!

Until next time...

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Sunday, January 19, 2014

I Will...

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I discussed the fact that I've been suffering.  And, so have others who are God's children.

No matter the case, we all need to look to the Lord.  He will provide for us.  Just as He promised.

Today, being SONday, I will praise and glorify Him.  For He deserves to be praised.  And, glorified.

Thinking about this, brought to mind a praise song that I enjoy, by Michael O'Shields entitled, I Will Call Upon the Lord.  Here is a link so you can listen and/or sing along:  Here are the lyrics, so you can listen and/or sing along.

I Will Call Upon the Lord

I will call upon the Lord
Who is worthy to be praised
So shall I be saved from my enemies
I will call upon the Lord

I will call upon the Lord
Who is worthy to be praised
So shall I be saved from my enemies
I will call upon the Lord

The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted
The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted

The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted
The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted

The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted
The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted

The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted
The Lord liveth, and blessed be the Rock
And let the God of my salvation be exalted

This music reminds me of Psalm 18:46, "The Lord liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted."  After all, it was the basis for the song.

Yes, the Lord liveth!  And, because He lives, so will we... for eternity.  As long as we belong to Him!

We, God's children need to praise and honour Him.  For everything in our lives, to be sure.

We need to exalt Him.  Just as God told us in the psalm.

And so, instead of sleeping in and honouring myself, I will go to worship God. 

After all, He is first (1st) and foremost in my life.  And, always will be.

Until next time...

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Saturday, January 18, 2014

I Reckon...

Here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, I discussed how I overexerted myself a week ago Friday, and paid big time, for it!

As planned, last Saturday, I packed up the food I had prepared for others, and delivered it.  That's about all I got to do, though. 

Along with all the women of my church family, I had been invited to my pastor's home.  His wife had prepared a meal for us, and a time of fun and fellowship.

It was my intention to attend with the others.  However, being in such severe pain, I knew I just could not go up and down any stairs.

I ended up, not joining in for the fun, food and fellowship.  :(

This truly was upsetting to me.  And, I found myself angry with myself.  After all, I had brought on all that pain and suffering, by doing too much, the day before!

And, suffering... I did.  Day after day, after day.

In fact, it took until Wednesday, before I had any relief. 

Since the pain seemed to have subsided, I thought I had overcome the problem.  So, I did some shopping, Wednesday. 

The pain came back, in a strong attack of my whole body.  :(  And, to date, I haven't had any relief.  I'll have to go see my chiropractor this coming week, to be sure!

As I said, I've just continuously suffered.  And, suffered.

Thinking about suffering, brought to mind Romans 8:18, "For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."

Absolutely, I agree that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that shall be revealed in us.  And, I'm not just referring to the physical pain I've been suffering from. 

In this whole life, there has been much suffering, for me.  In many ways.

This is partly why I am so grateful that I belong to God.  That I am His child.

Being a child of His, I know that I must suffer in life, in ways that I may not be able to understand.  For it is His plan for my life.  And, I have no control over it.

In various Bible verses, like 1 Peter, 4:19, we are told that will suffer according to God's will... and we must commit our souls to Him, as unto a faithful Creator!  Which I have done.

Hopefully, you have, also.  If you belong to Him, don't be surprised with the fiery trials you are experiencing. 

Your trials may not be like mine, for we are all individuals.  And, will suffer in different ways in life.

I just keep trusting in my Lord.  And, am thankful for all things, in my life.  Even if things aren't good.

After all, His grace is sufficient for me.  And hopefully, for you, also... if you belong to Him.

If you are not yet saved, I would suggest you read God's Word, the Bible.  Begin in the book of John, and read to the end.

There you'll see that you truly need a Saviour.  And, the Saviour, is Jesus Christ. 

Believe upon Him, and you will be saved (Acts 16:31).

Until next time...

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Friday, January 17, 2014


It seems I've gotten behind a bit, telling you here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) about my comings and goings.

Last Friday became the first of several days that my body hurt.  Really badly!

Because I am Rheumatoid Arthritic (RA) with Ankylosing Spondylitis (AS), you may think that's the reason.  Especially, with our weather being cold, rainy and snowy.

This wasn't the case.

On Friday, I worked all day at cooking and baking.  It totally wore me out!

When I had gone to bed, late Thursday night (maybe I should say... early Friday morning!), I had lifted my slow cooker out of its storage drawer, up and onto the stove.  This was the first (1st) time I had done this, since before I had my first (1st) surgery on my gut for the Incarcerated Hernia, early in September 2012.

Up until lately, I didn't think I had the strength to do this.  I probably didn't.  You see, it didn't do my gut, nor my body good to lift the slow cooker, clean it out from any dust, and get it ready for use.

I prepared the roast beef.  To me, this was also a heavy task, that I hadn't done, in a very long time.

When I went to bed, I left the slow cooker on, to cook the meat. 

This may sound unusual to you, but I have found this very effective in assisting me to create a special meal.  After all, it does take a lot of energy to do something like this!

You see, I've suffered with chronic pain from neck, shoulder, back and knee injuries, and more, ever since being injured in the bus collision of 1980. 

In the past, I taught myself how to do some work, then rest.  Do more work, and rest, again.

Upon awaking Friday morning, the roast was fully cooked.  Just as I had planned.

I lifted it out of the slow cooker and wrapped it in foil to prevent it from drying out.  Then, I placed the ingredients I use to make beef gravy, into the slow cooker, and reset it to simmer the gravy, until it was thickened the way I planned it.

Something else I did Thursday evening, was I prepared some veggies and peeled potatoes.  With them soaking in water overnight, it made cooking much easier, Friday.  Still, I rinsed the contents of each pot, and cooked them.  Plus, I made up some frozen veggies, too.

In between all this, I baked.

Not being able to lift my electric mixer yet, I decided to bake cookies, again.  This way, all I needed to use, was a mixing bowl!

Of course, this isn't the easiest thing for me to do, either.  In the past, it took a lot of gut strength to be able to physically hand-mix the ingredients.  Friday, was no different.

Still, I found myself baking enough cookies to provide for the pot-luck dinner scheduled at church for last Sunday.  Also, I baked enough for two (2) other church events planned for this week.  And, of course, some for my freezer!


When I say I was exhausted, I truly mean it.  I was totalled, physically speaking.

Even though I alternated my efforts between work and resting, I found it was truly too much for me, physically.  And, painfully.

I must admit that while I was in the midst of the work, I prayed... continuously.

Not just for relief from pain.  I also prayed that my Lord would help me.

After all, we are told in Psalm 121:2, "My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth."

He did help me.  For this, I praise Him!

If He had not, I would not have been able to get through the amount of effort I had to put into cooking and baking, that day!  Whenever I felt I just couldn't do anything more, I prayed.  And, he responded by helping me.

Thank You, Lord!  Hallelujah!  I know I could not have done what I did, without You.

Yes, I eventually enjoyed a lovely roast beef dinner, with delicious gravy.

However, later came more work.  Cleaning up.

Plus packaging up the roast beef meal for others.  As well as the cookies!

By the time I went to bed, my whole body ached.  Every joint.  Every muscle.  Every inch of me.

What did I do?

I took something for pain.  And, prayed.

Hopefully, you believe in prayer. 

It works for me.  And, if you are one of God's children, it should work for you, also.

So, the question is... are you one of God's children?

Until next time...

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Thursday, January 16, 2014

Mmmm... Delicious!

Yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, was a deep one, full of grace.  Today's will be a little different, even though it is also full of God's grace!

On a lighter note, I would like to say that something has been on my mind for the last couple of weeks.  It has to do with food.

It's okay.  You can laugh.  I'll join you!

Probably because we are in the middle of winter, I've seen many, many ads for poutine.

Years ago, I had never heard of it.  But, over the past few years, it's obviously grown in popularity.  I see it advertised, regularly.

To be honest, I've never eaten it.

The desire is there.  However, I'm not sure I would like to have cheese in and along side of French fries and gravy.

The thought of this food option, brought to mind something I enjoyed eating when I was younger.  French fries with gravy, and topped with ketchup.

Hmmm... even the thought of it, sparked desire within me.

You see, during my first (1st) pregnancy, that is what I craved.  Regularly!

Yet, over the years since, I've rarely ever eaten it.

Yes, from time to time, I've had frozen French fries in my freezer, but truly on a rare occasion after my children had grown.  In fact, I can say that I haven't had a bag of them in my freezer, since before Gordon died, more than four (4) years ago.

The only time I usually have French fries, is if I have a meal or pick one up at a restaurant.  Like fish 'n chips, for instance.

Other than that, I don't normally eat them.  Even if they are a sort of... comfort food!

But, this desire was overwhelming, lately.  So, I picked up a package of frozen French fries, yesterday.  And, ate them with some gravy, and ketchup!

I didn't make it as a side dish.  Instead, I made it my whole entire meal.

lol  No.  I didn't eat the whole bag.  :)

A thought came to mind while I was enjoying my dinner.  I thought about how some people might think this wasn't good thinking, or eating, to enjoy such a meal.

However, it brought to mind Colossians 2:16, "Let no man therefore judge you in meat, or in drink, or in respect of an holyday, or of the new moon, or of the sabbath days:"

In the first covenant God made with those of the Old Testament, there were limitations as to what anyone should eat and/or drink. 

However, in the latest covenant God made concerning those relating to the New Testament, who trust in Jesus for their salvation, we believers are not bound by the limitations of the past.

For this, I praise God!  And, thank Him!

Not just because of food.  Mainly, because He showed us that we have received freedom through trusting in Jesus Christ.


While I'm not sure when I will once again fill my stomach with such a delicious treat, I know I will enjoy it, again.

And, I will continue to enjoy the love and freedom that I have received from my Lord, and Saviour, Jesus Christ.

If you do not yet know Jesus as your Lord, and Saviour, it is my prayer that you will as soon as possible.  Today, is the day of salvation. 

Don't wait until tomorrow.  It may never come.

Until next time...

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Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Answered & Continued Prayer...

In the past, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL) I've mentioned that my daughter P, has Lupus.

You may or may not be aware that everyone who has Lupus, is Arthritic.  Like P.

I must admit, that it breaks my heart to see her suffer.  And, suffer... she does.

As I discussed previously, P broke out with lesions.  Not just on her face, but also on her body.

On Monday, she let me know that she got a call from her Rheumatologist's office, in London, Ontario.  About a 2 1/2 hour drive from home, each way.

Apparently, they had a cancellation and offered her a chance to see the physician, yesterday.  So, P drove to London.

It didn't take much for her Rheumatologist to confirm that indeed, she is in the beginning of a flare-up. 

The thing that upsets me most, is hearing that it's the beginning of a flare-up.  Not the ending, or the centre of a flare-up.  The beginning.

In addition to the medications that P is already taking, he prescribed her another drug.  One that she had in the past, and wasn't happy taking.

While I would prefer to not discuss the medications, I will say that most people do not like taking the medication that she will be taking, again.  The drug may be good in some aspects, but it is usually one that makes people gain weight.

I, myself, was on it, many years ago.  In one sense, I am still taking the drug.  Not by mouth, any longer.  Instead in the form of an eye drop that I use, regularly.

Even though P may not be excited about having to add another medication to the list of what she is taking, I praise God that she was able to receive medical care, sooner than was anticipated.  Thank You, Lord!

This was truly an answer to prayer.  For this, I praise God!

Of course, God always answers prayer of His children. 

He may immediately confirm that He will do whatever was asked of Him.  Or, He may not.  He may delay His response, meaning that He's virtually saying, 'maybe'.  And, in some cases, nothing at all happens, proving that His response was, 'no'.

However, there is a way where we are able to have a positive response from God.

He told us in John 15:7, "If ye abide in me, and my words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."

You see, if we remain in/with Him and do not depart from Him, we can ask of Him, anything... and shall be done unto us.  Of course, we must read, understand and learn His Word, the Bible.  This is part of His agreement.

Please understand, this does not necessarily mean that we can act like spoiled children.  After all, He is not a genie in a bottle, who will grant us every wish.

But, He knows our heart.  He knows whether we stand with Him, or not.  He knows our dedication.

And, if it is His heart's desire, He will answer our prayer request, in a positive way.

He answered my prayers, yesterday.  Again, I thank You, Father!

I prayed for travelling mercies for P.  Dry roads, no accident, incident, car trouble, tickets, etc.  He answered my prayer, by giving this to her!

I had prayed previously, that she would receive an earlier appointment time, than had been given to her in the past.  He provided the appointment, yesterday!

I had prayed that He would give the Rheumatologist wisdom, to know how to help P and alter her medication needs, if necessary.  It seemed that He provided this, also.

In addition, I had prayed that many people would pray for healing for P.

Many people from all over the world have been praying for her.  Many of my Facebook friends assured me they prayed.

For this, I am truly grateful.  After all, prayer is very important to everyone.  Especially, those who need it most. 

You may not be aware of this, but I pray for you, daily.  This is the truth.

Friend, I pray that you will find it in your heart to continue to pray for healing for P.  For this, I thank you.

And, pray that God will bless you.

Until next time...

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Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Reach Out?!

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, I let you know that I had someone join me for my worship service at Walkerville Evangelical Baptist Church (WEBC), on Sunday. 

As previously mentioned, the person is an ATHEIST.  Someone who doesn't even believe God exists.

Prior to our meeting on my Lord's day, the fellow had joined my other Christian friends and me, during our Tim Horton's coffee time.  Also, for a couple of times for fun, food and fellowship, together.

During our past conversations, he had asked questions about how we worship at my Baptist church, so I suggested that he join us.  He did!

Afterwards, everyone in the sanctuary made our way downstairs.  We gathered in our fellowship room for a pot-luck luncheon.

The missionary couple who had been our guest speakers, also joined our group of worshippers.  Together, we enjoyed time of fun, food and fellowship.

I was grateful that many of my brothers and sisters in the Lord, came to say 'hi'.  This was not surprising. 

After all, as I've said in the past, this group of people is one of the most caring, I've seen in a long time! 

They tend to make people feel welcome.  I truly praise God for this.

One by one, male and female came to introduce themselves and speak with our guest, for a short time. 

Some joined us, being seated for a bit longer, time wise.  Like my brother in the Lord, W... who related well to the fellow who had joined us, that day.

W's past was not quite the same as this unbelieving fellow, seated with us.

W had been raised Muslim.  Now, he is a Christian lay preacher, who assists with teaching for our church family.

It seemed that both this fellow needing salvation and W had a lot in common, in one aspect of life.  They both were science-oriented people. 

Much conversation regarding science and how the world began, ensued.

Of course, the difference was based upon thoughts regarding the existence of God.  Even so, I must admit that together the three of us had quite a conversation!

Without having to tell you, I'm sure you understand why I felt compelled to have this fellow join us, this past Sunday.

After all, there is no one on earth that will make it to heaven, without salvation.  God told us we need to believe and be overcomers.

Just as He did, in Revelation 21:7-8, "He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.:"

Anyone who knows me, knows that it breaks my heart thinking that there will be those who spend eternity in Hell, instead of Heaven.  Even so, many will.  Just as God told us, in verse 8, above.

However, I know that it is not my will that is done.  It is God's will.

He will save, whom He will save.

One thing we believers must do, is be obedient to His calling.  We need to participate in the Great Commission, by planting those seeds that He will water.

And, much like the work that the missionaries around the world do, we must reach out and touch others.  Even, right here at home. 

Friend, don't be afraid to speak up for our Lord.  Don't be afraid to plant those seeds for Christ. 

God will bless you for the work you do for Him.

Until next time...

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Monday, January 13, 2014


If you read yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, you'll be aware that I planned to go worship with my church family, at Walkerville Evangelical Baptist Church (WEBC).

Just as I planned to do, I did it.  And, arrived in time for the Adult Sunday School class, again.

Afterwards, we went upstairs into the sanctuary.  A fellow who has come out to the Christian Singles' Café (CSC) on the first (1st) Friday of the month, and who had participated in our group's Games/Pizza night in November, and in our Christmas dinner night, told me he might join me at WEBC.

To be honest, I didn't really know for sure if this man would show up.  He told me he'd have to think about it. 

You see, he's an ATHEIST.  He does not believe that God even exists.

He had told our group previously, that he had been raised Catholic.  However, when he began reading the Bible, he came to the conclusion that the Catholic church's teaching had lied to him (his words, not mine!).  Then, after another problem within the church, he walked away.  And, decided that there was absolutely no god.


Being a born-again Christian, it broke my heart hearing this.  It would have been the same, no matter who the person was, who would tell me such a thing.

So, even though I barely know this fellow, I was glad he showed up to see what it is like to worship at a Baptist church.  Especially, since the message spoken was exactly what I believed this man needed to hear.

You see, even though our pastor would have preached a wonderful sermon, we had other guests.  A (married) couple of missionaries, who we support, came to update us on their work for Christ.

I praised God, that when the husband spoke, he included a gospel message, and spoke about the need for salvation.  Hallelujah!

Silently, I thanked God. 

Although I could have thanked Him aloud, if I had so desired.  I was sitting alone, close to the front so I could see lyrics for some of the music we sang, while my guest had preferred to be seated at the back, where no one would see that he wasn't singing or praying.

Sigh...  :(  :)

No matter what, those seeds for Christ have been planted, once again.  I praise God for this, because every single person here on earth, needs to come to a saving relationship with our Lord, Jesus Christ.

And, we as God's children are to help fulfill God's Great Commission.

Just as He told us, in Matthew 28:16-20, "Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go.
17 When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted.
18 Then Jesus came to them and said, 'All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,
20 and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.' ".

Please realize that I have not made an attempt to plant seeds for Christ, for my own purposes.  I have no interest in this gentleman, on a personal level.  He is not for me.

But, he is important to God.  Just as every other person on the earth is. 

And, I want to be obedient to my Lord.

After all, Jesus commanded the disciples to do what he wanted them to do.  Just as you read above, they were to go... and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. 

They were also to teach them to obey everything He commanded them to do.

We, God's children, are no different.  Once the disciples began doing what they were commanded to do, generations passed. 

Now, we are those, who are commanded to do the same.

I do.  Do you?

Until next time...

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Sunday, January 12, 2014

...Fill Me!

Lately, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I've been discussing health issues, of both my daughter P, and mine.

And, I've focused on God the Father, God the Son, and God, the Holy Spirit.  Our Trinity, who loves us, and provides for all our needs.  Including healing.

Of course, the discussions regarding prayer have been very important to me.  And, I thank you... for praying for us.  May God bless you, friend.

With today being SONday, our Lord's Day, I will be going to church to worship with my church family. 

As I've mentioned in the past, we will worship in spirit and in truth.  And, we will also worship with music.

Recently, on Facebook (FB), I shared a link to a piece of worship music by Daniel Iverson & Michael Baughen entitled, Spirit of the Living God.  Here is a link to the music, so you can listen and/or sing along:  Here are the lyrics.

Spirit of the Living God
Spirit of the living God,
Fall afresh on me.
Spirit of the living God,
Fall afresh on me.
Spirit of the living God,
Fall afresh on me.
Break me, melt me,
Mold me, fill me,
Spirit of the living God,
Fall afresh on me.
How grateful I am that Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, gave us John 14:16-26, "And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever;
17 Even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you.
18 I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.
19 Yet a little while, and the world seeth me no more; but ye see me: because I live, ye shall live also.
20 At that day ye shall know that I am in my Father, and ye in me, and I in you.
21 He that hath my commandments, and keepeth them, he it is that loveth me: and he that loveth me shall be loved of my Father, and I will love him, and will manifest myself to him.
22 Judas saith unto him, not Iscariot, Lord, how is it that thou wilt manifest thyself unto us, and not unto the world?
23 Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
24 He that loveth me not keepeth not my sayings: and the word which ye hear is not mine, but the Father's which sent me.
25 These things have I spoken unto you, being yet present with you.
26 But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you."
How blessed we are, to be God's children!
How loving it was that God the Father, provided a way of Salvation for us, by sending His only begotten Son, to suffer and die on the cross of Calvary, and be resurrected, for the sin of the world, for all who will believe!
How thankful I am that Jesus was obedient to God the Father's plan of redemption.  As a result, all who believe upon Him, will be saved (Acts 16:31)!
How grateful I am that Jesus loved us so very much that He made provision for us, by arranging with God the Father, to send the Holy Spirit to us, after he died and was resurrected!
The Holy Spirit is the Comforter that was given to us.  He teaches us, guides us and comforts us.  He gives us wisdom and as I mentioned previously, intercedes for us in prayer.
It is my prayer that if you do not yet have salvation, that you will come to Christ.  Trust in Him, and you will be saved.  Saved from spending eternity in Hell.  
Hopefully, I will see you in Heaven, one day.
Until next time...
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