tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202321742024-02-06T23:31:44.152-08:00dagoloLife and livingSilent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.comBlogger140125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-24450910175781185582015-04-10T11:52:00.001-07:002015-04-10T11:54:07.701-07:00LIVING WILLMost people in this day and age write wills so that their wishes can be done once they pass on. Wills are often a source of frictions between family members but they often give us a glimpse of what a person stood. There is one will that has stood the test of time and the owner never wrote it! He said it from the cross to express His love for the world. His will, according to most preachers contains 7 cardinal statements which summarize his ministry on earth. The number 7 is crucial because it signifies completeness. Nothing can be added or taken away from the will of Jesus Christ. These statements were recently celebrated at Easter and appropriately so, because a will is usually opened after someone has passed on. The 7 statements from the cross which we (the redeemed) are privileged to claim as ours are:
1. Forgive them, for they don’t know what they are doing.
2. Today, you will be with me in paradise.
3. Here is your mother (the Lord loved our mothers).
4. My God my God, why have you abandoned me? [Jesus was abandoned for a period of time to take on our sins].
5. I am thirsty
6. It is finished
7. Father, I entrust my spirit into thy hands.
To understand fully, the will of Jesus Christ, reading the gospel of John will be quite helpful. It is a summary of the living will of our Lord.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-10951263448801984282015-04-10T11:11:00.000-07:002015-04-10T11:11:03.818-07:00Are you down?"The entire water of the sea can't sink a ship. Similarly, negativity of the world can't put you down unless you allow it to get inside you." Unknown Author.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-54156791217015493572015-01-26T16:30:00.000-08:002015-01-26T16:30:21.893-08:00QUOTES FROM GHANDHI"A man is a product of his thoughts. What he thinks is what he becomes."
"You must not lose in humanity.Humanity is an ocean, if a few drops of an ocean is dirty, the ocean does not become dirty."Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-62728560870340075612015-01-26T16:19:00.002-08:002015-01-26T16:19:26.867-08:00MAKING A DIFFERENCE"If you think you are too small to make a difference,try sleeping with a mosquito." Dalai LamaSilent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-72329818247047288502014-12-17T09:48:00.001-08:002014-12-17T09:48:32.850-08:00THE SHEPHERDS, (CHRISTMAS 2014)The Christmas story I enjoy most year in and year out is that of the shepherds as recorded in Luke 2:8-20. After the fear of meeting the angel was over, the shepherds obeyed by going to Bethlehem to find the Messiah. They found Him just as they were told. He was laid in a manger. Their fear turned to joy and they could not hold it to themselves! They immediately went out and told everyone they met that they had found the Messiah in baby Jesus. People took notice and we are told that everyone was astonished! I would have been astonished too to see ordinary folks like shepherds expounding the gospel from their hearts. Shepherds were not trained Rabbis!! This story brings two significant points home for me:
1. When you are told the good news of finding the saviour (yes it can be overwhelming at first), accept it. It is true and countless people have found the Messiah by simply believing without doing anything else. The shepherds were probably the first believers!
2. When you find the Saviour, tell others about your new found hope. The shepherds were probably the first missionaries who answered the “Great Commission” long before the Lord gave it 33 years later.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-78890403484275888972014-10-29T16:34:00.000-07:002014-10-29T16:34:43.922-07:00Bye bye golf season<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhW24m3M4z5C3o515IzgDMx_FTOwF28s0Dyq4bIKjvxAjIvTijIjbtV3qq7K7WHQ97UsRQRZiAqMUFbWo85xbqHUCUyDrNsb1JKLW-Qs0l9NZGPcocSdmwGunPL62jFtNXVXUnaA/s1600/DSC00133.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhW24m3M4z5C3o515IzgDMx_FTOwF28s0Dyq4bIKjvxAjIvTijIjbtV3qq7K7WHQ97UsRQRZiAqMUFbWo85xbqHUCUyDrNsb1JKLW-Qs0l9NZGPcocSdmwGunPL62jFtNXVXUnaA/s200/DSC00133.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vq52DH2416I_LJ1glz4z7DyVgqpv3T1WHOgzPM41129xsEY9YsPBLjMGCax_fumx_T2Ff0yr9QosUs7zKceXFQuc71nUjpaC72HZP9ZNLdMrWndUBU1tGbUDr5hUvHV2Szs0yQ/s1600/DSC00134.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vq52DH2416I_LJ1glz4z7DyVgqpv3T1WHOgzPM41129xsEY9YsPBLjMGCax_fumx_T2Ff0yr9QosUs7zKceXFQuc71nUjpaC72HZP9ZNLdMrWndUBU1tGbUDr5hUvHV2Szs0yQ/s200/DSC00134.JPG" /></a>Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-34092225527845072102014-10-24T20:50:00.000-07:002014-10-24T21:11:54.008-07:00Moody Institute- ChicagoVisiting the Moody Bible Institute in Chicago was the highlight of my summer holidays. Of course I couldn't resist jogging around the scenic Lake Michigan. Photos below show a glimpse of Moody's thoughts on God's word and the institute itself.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgam-OAvdlEdK5gpYQfgROhwcaFToZiOEx-HB0PEvMEzihL0FLKOinAuWurs2Uhfm9qPDGYLeCUXUAs8karwjxrWM9qPNXPs_A_x66RhQffckzO4ADr2zQKhrYozUuYgQ4fre7n3A/s1600/DSC00076.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgam-OAvdlEdK5gpYQfgROhwcaFToZiOEx-HB0PEvMEzihL0FLKOinAuWurs2Uhfm9qPDGYLeCUXUAs8karwjxrWM9qPNXPs_A_x66RhQffckzO4ADr2zQKhrYozUuYgQ4fre7n3A/s320/DSC00076.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdielDnJRltN6cx-fzpbJEi0qJabgkop0DjRpxfyBXftWn0PUqqXmzrZpsYAc0zWxV0tLAsGghP4km9NVaatRPLUaS5uMjPTfY312qFkflMGuPs8m4dna1fUK__-gEeltDd7G7Zw/s1600/DSC00082.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdielDnJRltN6cx-fzpbJEi0qJabgkop0DjRpxfyBXftWn0PUqqXmzrZpsYAc0zWxV0tLAsGghP4km9NVaatRPLUaS5uMjPTfY312qFkflMGuPs8m4dna1fUK__-gEeltDd7G7Zw/s320/DSC00082.JPG" /></a>s.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-29568910911540233502014-05-13T22:31:00.002-07:002014-05-13T22:31:47.098-07:00Thank you Have you ever said thank you to anyone? If you have, please read Psalm 50. What a wonderful reminder that saying thank you is worship to our creator!Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-72244756826798674492014-02-10T15:59:00.003-08:002014-02-10T19:08:08.563-08:00God's beauty in creationJust some pictures from Atlantic Canada showing the wonder and beauty contained in God's creation. The pictures taken in the winter season of of 2014 show the frozen bay and a curious fox wondering what a humn being should be doing in lovely Cavendish Park Bay of Prince Edward Island on a chilly afternoon (temp was -13 degrees C).<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAeLjfPmTVBsYqcseJ8sdzGd1iVbcOJZeKuCMNNywFmM4KGmTSLXHgLFzgGM4hl3pKeqdfb5Yu-RzsgA83ii3wZkb5HKtfVo04-vcF-bdUXQdq4D01YUJw_Hzwm9cLFfEdqikIw/s1600/DSC00029.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAeLjfPmTVBsYqcseJ8sdzGd1iVbcOJZeKuCMNNywFmM4KGmTSLXHgLFzgGM4hl3pKeqdfb5Yu-RzsgA83ii3wZkb5HKtfVo04-vcF-bdUXQdq4D01YUJw_Hzwm9cLFfEdqikIw/s200/DSC00029.JPG" /></a>Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-86482942365314061052014-01-02T14:32:00.000-08:002014-01-02T14:32:16.340-08:00Sub-zero temperaturesUntil you have lived it , it is sometimes difficult to imagine how -35 degrees Centigrade feels like. Since the Christmas week, Regina has had some very cold temperatures. These temperatures feel much lower than stated when wind is blowing and so they revise the temperature downward due to the added cooling effect of the wind. A few days ago, my windshield was covered in snow. I accidentally pressed my winshield button in the car as I was trying to warm the car. It snapped like a twig and with a bang! That is how cold it was. I tried to pick the broken wiper with my fingers. I threw it away as soon as I touched it. Yes, I got burnt by the cold. It is something I know already that you don't touch cold metal objects. Well, I can now say that I have cold scars to prove that I survived the Canadian sub zero temperatures!Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-63369423989022940652014-01-02T14:21:00.000-08:002014-01-02T14:21:14.901-08:00Tommy Douglas saidIn a world filled with cynicism (yes ours), Tommy Douglas said, "It is not too late to build a better world." It starts with everyone.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-202801287044069882013-12-31T11:03:00.000-08:002013-12-31T11:07:57.157-08:00A true Christmas giftIt doesn't get out of fanshion. It is not comparable to what Jane received.It doesn't wear down. It is not boring. It is for life. All you have to do is receive it. It is Emmanuel. Price tag? Priceless.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-25112360490318457272013-12-31T11:02:00.001-08:002013-12-31T11:02:26.490-08:00Looking back on 2013The major news channels have already played out what they think the main stories for 2013 were. As well, newsmakers so to speak have been voted on and selected. We certainly learn from history and what a year 2013 was. Personally, it feels like I was on a roller coaster. As you grow older, they say that years seem to pass by faster than when you were younger. It certainly felt that way. Days were always crowded with appointments and things to do. The exciting thing about coming to the end of the year is that it gives one an opportunity to look forward. In the words of Paul, forgetting what is behind and pressing on (Phil 3:13) is the best resolution for the new year. It doesn’t mean that one should not learn from the past, but being bogged down in the past can deny us to see the opportunities that are right in front of us. May God help me to see what he has in store for mw in 2014. Mountain tops or valleys, I can say thank you for the year ending today.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-67738243398850817812013-12-26T15:30:00.000-08:002013-12-26T15:30:01.816-08:00I just came to say thank you
Pastor Jay and his son Mat enjoyed ministering in their neighbourhood. Every Saturday, they went out in their neighbourhood, hand out tracts and invite people to join them at their local church on Sunday, just down the road. As always, a lot of people just walked by but once in a while they conversed with a few and handed out a tract or two followed by an invitation to attend the Sunday service. Mat enjoyed the outing with his dad and looked forward to going out every Saturday.
This Saturday was different. It was cold and raining. Pastor J did not think it was wise to go out. Mat was disappointed with his dad. He said, he would go out and walk about and possibly hand out one tract in spite of the poor weather. As Mat stepped outside, he felt the cold going right to his bones. This did not deter him. He walked past the park. There was nobody around. The park was deserted because of the cold. It took him 30 minutes to walk about to complete the usual rout. It was time to go back home. Then he noticed a lone house at the end of the street. He felt the urge to ring the bell and so he did. There was no answer. He sensed that someone was inside and so he pressed the bell one more time. No answer. Then he gave the door a good knock while still pressing the door bell. He heard some movement. An old woman came to the door.
“How can I help you son? she asked. “ I am sorry for disturbing you ma’m. I jus wanted to wish you a merry Christmas and to tell you that Jesus loves you,” Matt said. As he spoke, Matt was smiling and reaching for his tract on “Knowing Jesus personally.” The woman said, “thank you.” “Before I leave,” Matt said, “I just want to leave this tract with you.” And off Matt went.
The next day was a Sunday. As always, Pastor J started the service by asking his congregation if anyone had anything to share. A feeble voice at the back of the church said, “I have something to share.” An old woman stepped in front and said, “God sent an angel to my door yesterday. I lost my husband 10 years ago and I have been lonely ever since. I don’t go out and nobody visits me. Yesterday, I was about to take my life. I tied a rope to the rafters on one end and around my neck on the other end. Just as I was about to jump from the chair, I heard my door bell ringing loudly and a lot of pounding on my door. I paused from taking the leap and went to check who was at the door. I found a smiling young man who wished me merry Christmas in 10 years and told me that Jesus loves me. He left me a tract which I eagerly read as soon as he left. I did exactly what the tract suggested. I gave my life to Jesus and I came to your church today because there was an address of your church at the back of the tract and so I just came to say thank you.”
The story was so emotional that Pastor J left the pulpit and went to hug his son and the woman, remembering that he had stayed away from their routine Saturday witnessing with his son. There was no person without a tear in the sanctuary. It was the best Christmas ever.
Note: This story was shared by Ken and Barb Dickson but has been modified slightly to suit the Christmas theme.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-71290311207375452682013-07-24T07:24:00.002-07:002013-07-24T07:24:24.505-07:00WORLD PEACE"World peace cannot be built on empty stomachs." Norman BoldugSilent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-51771810610915172512013-07-09T10:09:00.000-07:002013-07-09T12:18:34.303-07:00Lusaka Traffic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is quite nerve racking to drive on Lusaka roads. I spent almost an hour trying to get into the city from Lusaka West along Mumbwa road. What was amazing was that although we were stuck, other cars around us were moving! Any little space that opened up was quickly taken up by whoever could honk the loudest! I have enjoyed my stay but not the driving.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-15076263153187197942013-05-08T21:36:00.002-07:002013-05-08T21:36:47.920-07:00THE FAITH OF A LITTLE BOY (from Minsula's pages)<div class="shareSubtext fcg">
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And<span class="text_exposed_show">y who would follow this route to school everyday: <br /><br /> He had to cross the rugged plains and a dangerous highway where vehicles recklessly drove to and fro. Once past this highway, the boy would take a short cut by passing by the Church every morning just to say hi to Jesus, and faithfully say his morning prayers. He was being watched by the pastor who always found the boy's sincerity and innocence so uplifting in the morning. <br /><br /> "Hello Andy, How are you today", he would say greeting the child. <br /><br /> "I'm fine Pastor Thompson, How are you" ...he would say flashing his innocent grin. <br /><br /> Seeing the way that Andy went to school the pastor was so concerned; one day he talked to him. "From school...", he advised "do not cross the highway alone, you can pass through the Church and then I will accompany you to the other side of the road. That way I can see that you get home safe...." <br /><br /> "Thank you Pastor..." <br /><br /> "Why don't you go straight home ... why do you stay in this church right after school?" <br /><br /> Andy replied, "I just want to say "Hi" to my friend, Jesus," so the pastor would leave the boy to spend time praying by himself beside the altar, but one day out of curiosity he hid behind the altar to listen to what this boy had to say. <br /><br /> "You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat-although my seat mate was bullying me for notes ... you know, Dads had a bad farming season so far this year so we don't have much food, but I ate some bread and drank my water. Thank you for this! <br /><br /> I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave some of my bread to him... funny but I am not that hungry... Look, this is my last pair of shoes... I may have to walk barefoot next week... you see this is about to be broken... but it is okay...at least I am still able to go to school... some say we will have a hard season this month, and some of my classmates have had to stop going to school to help with the farms ... please help them get to school again, please Jesus?... Oh, you know, Dad hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a Dad ... you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them ... here... here and....oh ...blood. I guess you knew about this one, huh? Please don't be mad at Dad, he is just tired and worries about putting food on our table and my schooling that is why he hits me... Oh, I think I am in love... there's this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita... do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don't have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! <br /><br /> Hey your birthday is just one week from now!!! Aren't you excited? <br /><br /> I am! Wait till you see, I have a gift for you.... but it is a <br /> surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go..." <br /><br /> Then he stood up and calls out, "Pastor, I am finished talking to my friend...can you accompany me to the other side of the road now"? <br /><br /> This routine happened everyday. Andy never failed to visit the church. Pastor Thompson shared this every Sunday to the people in his church because he had never before seen such pure faith and trust in God, and such a very positive outlook in such negative circumstances. <br /><br /> The day before Christmas, Pastor Thompson became very ill and was sent to the hospital. The Church was left to a substitute Pastor who had little patience for children or for any interruptions in his work. He would not smile and could always find fault in what other people were doing. On Christmas Day he was in the Pastor's Study when Andy, coming from his Christmas party, playfully dashed into the church calling, "Hi Jesus!!!!!" <br /><br /> "Who are you child and what are you doing in here", the pastor yelled out angrily. <br /><br /> Poor Andy was so terrified. "Where's Pastor Thompson? He always helps me cross the street.... and not only that, I have to greet Jesus--it's His birthday, I have a gift right here...." <br /><br /> Just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the pastor grabbed Andy by the shoulder and pushed him out the door of the church. <br /><br /> "I cannot be bothered right now I am preparing my sermon for the Christmas service tonight. Also, next time be more reverent when you come into the church", the man yelled as he closed the door behind Andy. <br /><br /> So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road in front of the church by himself. As he crossed a fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. <br /><br /> Andy died on the spot. <br /><br /> As people crowded around the body of the poor, lifeless, young boy...<br /><br /> Suddenly, out of nowhere a tall man appeared in a pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of tears...<br /><br /> He came and carried the boy in His arms, He was crying. <br /><br /> Curious bystanders nudged the man in white, and asked, "Excuse me sir, are you related to the child? Do you know him?" <br /><br /> The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, answered, "He was my best friend .. " was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift from the shirt of the lifeless boy, and placed it near his heart. He \stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared from sight. <br /><br /> The crowd was curious... <br /><br /> On New Years Eve, when Pastor Thompson returned home from the hospital he learned of the shocking news. He went to visit Andy's parents, and to ask them about the man in white he had been told about. He consulted the parents of Andy. "How did you first learn of your sons death?" <br /><br /> "A man in white brought him here." Sobbed the mother. <br /><br /> "What did he say?" <br /><br /> The father answered, "He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely at our son's death, as if he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him. He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He rubbed <br /> my son's hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he whispered something..." <br /><br /> "What did he say?" <br /><br /> "He said to my boy...<br /> " the father began,<br /> "Thank you for the gift... <br /> I will see you soon.. <br /> you will be with me...<br /> " The father of the boy continued, <br /> "and you know for a while, it felt so wonderful... <br /> I cried, but I do not know why.... <br /> all I know is I cried tears of joy... <br /> I could not explain it, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside... <br /> I could not explain the joy in my heart, I know my boy is in heaven now.. but... tell me, <br /><br /> who was this man that my son talked to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there... except at the time of his death..." <br /><br /> Pastor Thompson suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmured,<br /><br /> "He was talking to Jesus..."</span></div>
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Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-24274021199849058282013-04-19T10:51:00.001-07:002013-04-19T10:53:07.587-07:00Teaching"To teach is to learn twice." Unknown Source. I couldn't agree more and hats off to all teachers.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-26814145349148521962013-04-11T10:37:00.001-07:002013-04-11T10:55:53.033-07:00TURNING SNOW INTO CASH!Some places have too much of everything. This year, there is more snow in most Canadian cities. In my city (Regina), we have had to cancel events because of too much snow! It is not that snow is falling every day. What has accumulated over the winter period however is so much that most streets have been reduced to a single lane and making it impossible to park cars on the street. Technically, April is spring time in western Canada when flowers should be blooming but it feels like winter everywhere! Records low temperatures were broken yesterday, with Broadview SK reporting (-22oC). Today, there is a snow storm warning centred around central western SK (N. Battleford and Saskatoon). A significant part of my training is Meteorology (weather and climate sciences) and so I spend quite a bit of time trying to figure out what is going on (scratching at the surface only since all knowledge is God’s.” The thought that always crosses my mind is “can we turn the snow into something good and useful especially for places where they don’ have snow?” The majority of my friends tell me that this is an academic question. Academic or not, I feel that there ought to be at least a partial answer. I keep reminding my friends that a while back, excessive wind and hot temperatures were just a nuisance and academic issues. Now, wind is a source of energy and wind farms are becoming common place in Canada and world-wide for that matter. The abundant sunlight is now an energy source. We now have more solar powered gadgets than electrified homes in the developing world (I think). I am convinced that there must be some other use for the “extra” snow apart from its value in the hydrological cycle and energy balance equations. Let me know if you have an idea of turning snow into cash.Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-25007217354386295282013-03-22T14:32:00.000-07:002013-03-22T14:32:23.514-07:00DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE GOING?It is said that Einstein tested some of his relativity ideas while riding on trains. One day, he had an interesting discussion on the train with the Ticket Master (Conductor). As Einstein tried to reach for his train ticket from his wallet, the ticket dropped and slid under his seat. He went on his fours trying to retrieve it. The Ticket Master told him that it was alright, after all he recognized Einstein as the famous scientist. The Ticket Master went to other seats checking the tickets. On his way back, the Ticket Master found Dr. Einstein still on his knees looking for his ticket. He said, “I told you not to worry about it Dr. Einstein. I know you and I don’t need to see your ticket.” Dr. Einstein replied, “Thank you very much but I must find my ticket because I don’t know where I am going.”
Many of us are like Dr. Einstein. We seem to be sure of ourselves but don’t know where we are going especially after we die. You can be sure today if you follow the one who resurrected from the dead and who has promised to take us where He is. You can trust Him today. As much as we will be saddened to be reminded of his brutal death next week at Easter, it will also be a celebration of joy because He rose from the dead and will come back again. Don’t be like Dr. Einstein. Be sure of where you are going.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-65900547527521524552013-03-10T16:30:00.000-07:002013-12-31T11:09:25.603-08:00PuzzlesHave you ever assembled a puzzle? It is interesting that every piece in a puzzle is different!it is only after you have put every piece in its place that you get to enjoy what the puzzle is all about. It may turn out to be a scenery of a beach, mountain, animal or some other beautiful thing. A puzzle piece makes the picture whole when it is put in its rightful place. All of us are pieces of God's puzzle. There is no useless piece! God wants to use each one of us where we are so that we can solve the mystery of his puzzle. You are an important piece made in the image of God. (Adapted from a children's worship story as told by Crystlle Tonn on March 10).Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-77882194367146329082012-12-30T16:43:00.002-08:002012-12-30T16:44:11.364-08:00CLEANSERS(As told by Crystelle)
You have seen them. Yes, CLEANSERS everywhere. The majority of all our public places have cleansers placed in easy to see places. The intentions are clear; to reduce the spread of germs. Have you ever wondered how we can clean the dirt within us? One well known teacher said our insides are like tombs, full of dead bones but the outside of a tomb is usually clean (whitewashed in some cultures) and with flowers. Strong words, but as the new year starts, think of how you can clean the bitterness, anger, hatred, disappointments
and many other pieces of junk within you. Reading the word of God is a good place to start.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-37139044991875738452012-12-30T14:37:00.002-08:002012-12-30T16:46:28.555-08:00The year 2012 in review
I don’t normally look back. I like what the Apostle Paul wrote in one of his letters to the Phillipians: “Forgetting what is behind, I look ahead towards the big prize fro Christ.” (My paraphrase). This time however, I thought I could sum up some keynote events that captured my attention. The 10 most hot issues worth reflecting about in 2012 for me were:
1. World end. The world as we know it did not end in 2012. Yes, you heard it. They predicted that there will be kaboom by December 12. Nothing happened, at least where I live. I slept peacefully. I was reminded of what the word of God says. God’s timing is outside of man’s control. The lesson for me is to be ready, in season and out of season irrespective of what the doom sayers predict and the best prep is to
be steeped in the word of God.
2. Obama wins the USA Presidency for the second time. I paid attention because when the US sneezes, we all get the cold, at least from an economic perspective. I was fascinated by the two contenders for the post; both claiming the Christian faith but with different perspectives. Many people prayed for the best candidate to win and as always, God answered these prayers.
3. Violence in the USA. Just before Christmas, defenceless children and staff were killed by a gunman in a school setting. To bear arms is an American right but this is a case where rights become a danger to others. Someone’s freedom should end where another person’s nose starts! I trust that the law makers in the US will enact stiffer laws around carrying assault weapons publicly in order to prevent similar evens I n future.
4. Wicked weather everywhere. Critics say that Television has made it easy for people to perceive that we are experiencing more frequent extremes weather events because of the ease of reporting such events which in fact have always been around. Regardless of the ease, forest fires, tornadoes, snow falls , floods and drought were common place in 2012 and often surpassing the records. Thanks to the advancement in coping with extreme events. We saw fewer human deaths than would been the case if this were 30 years ago. The early warning tools that many governments have put in place made it possible for people to move to safer places ahead of the event. As always, some sections of the population failed to heed the warnings! Does Sodom and Gommorrah sound familiar?
5. More and more planets are out there. Perhaps you missed it. Scientists are discovering that there is much more out there than the 9 planets we are used to being told about since we were in lower grades. Is there life out there? The Rover to Mars did not confirm anything. It is very likely that the new place Jesus promised is probably out there somewhere and for sure it must be good just as it was in the beginning (in the garden of Eden).
6. The London Olympics brought some cheer to my soul. Athletes got their medals but I got the satisfaction of the Olympics from watching different sporting events, some of which were new to me. I wish that the Special Olympiads could be given the same air time as the able bodied. These Special Olympiads were a thrill to watch and aren’t we all special by God’s standards? A team from my church went to London to share the gospel message with Olympic attendees. Thank you to those who were ministered to.
7. Good food is made at home. In spite of eating out at some good restaurants, nothing beats that home made dish from my wife’s kitchen. Thank you dear.
8. Best holiday places? Three will remain memorable: Whistler-BC, Miami Fl and the warm soil of Zambia. What an experience to walk bare foot!
9. India. It broke my heart that a medical female student was raped and subsequently died from heart and sub-human complications of the rape episode. You were adorable and may God bless your soul.
10. Israel. My history lessons about Israel come from the word of God. The conflict between the Arabs and Israel remains my beef to the Almighty. It is solvable, yet the Lord lets it drag on (He knows best). The stand off in Gaza bled my heart and left more questions than answers. The Israel-Arafat death conspiracy remained unresolved. I look forward to reading about what they found out after exhuming Arafat’s body.
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-71186023358279004212012-12-28T14:36:00.002-08:002012-12-28T14:36:44.778-08:00Remembering all the students and faculty who lost their lives on 12.14.2012
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA See More
Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20232174.post-79730967281640491242012-10-17T13:57:00.000-07:002012-10-17T13:58:11.563-07:00MISSIONARIES<div>Most peole think of missionaries as people going abroad to teach "the uncivilized" the ways of God. It is a part of missions for sure. Before Jesus left, he commissioned every believer to go and preach the good news. We are all missionaries, that is if we have believed. We preach the good news by the way we live and interact with others. I once heard a preacher say that "we may be the only bible someone may ever read." By this he meant the way we live and act at work, in our houses </div>Silent_Tsunamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02757685329485852064noreply@blogger.com0