A Baby Deer and Pouring Rain

Yesterday my husband was angry with me.. In the morning we took our dog in for a grooming to a place that is in the country.   As we left the groomers a squirrel ran into the road but thankfully we missed hitting it, such was not the case a couple of years ago.  So we were talking about this, and about the time in 2012 when a deer jumped out of bushes and ran into the front fender of the car to $3,000 damage.  I have always thought that husband has very slow reactions when he sees an animal.  He doesn’t slow or swerve, it’s like his mind goes blank at those times.  At any rate, as we were talking about these things we were driving down the forested hill towards Cowichan Bay when a doe and a very new fawn were crossing the road.  I yelled “deer and fawn” and husband slowed but he did not stop.  The doe went into the bushes but the fawn seemed scared and started wandering around on the road.  I was terrified that someone would come from the other direction and hit it.  I told my husband to “Stop the Car!” and finally he did.  A truck came from the other direction and stopped because  he saw the fawn on the road.  After what seemed like a long time but was only a minute or so, the doe came back to the road and the fawn followed her into the bushes.  Husband was not pleased with the way I spoke to him about this matter and did not speak to me for the rest of the day..  and that I would have to go pick up the dog at the groomers on my own.  I should say that since we moved to Vancouver Island husband has done 90% of the driving and I have been concerned about losing my driving skills so probably it is good for me to drive more.

But today is a better day.  We went back to Cowichan Bay to get bread from the Artisan bakery there called True Grain.  But he got into the passenger seat and I had to drive there.   It is a wonderful thing that neither of us are grudge holders.

Also, today we are having a good downpour of rain.  I am always thrilled for rain in June because July is always very hot and dry.  The temperatures for the past week or so have been mild and that has been a blessing also.  As I always say, rain for the forest, rain for the garden, rain for the river and the lake.  Two years ago we had a terrible drought, hopefully that will not happen this year.


Sharing the Gospel: The Final Opportunity

Recently I have written two posts regarding my husband’s opportunities to share the gospel with a neighbour who was due to move soon and of his desire to give a copy of The Gospel of John to the neighbour.  The last post for background is here: https://directingmysteps.wordpress.com/2017/06/08/another-opportunity-to-share-the-gospel/

This past Monday the neighbours moved but they have been back to clean up the house before the new people move in.  The last time husband was with this neighbour they discussed how to have a cell phone call come through the car radio speakers, and yesterday when the neighbours were here my husband told him that he couldn’t get his cell phone to work through the speakers so the neighbour came over and the two of them sat in the car.  What an opportunity.  After they discussed the speakers my husband said he wanted to give a gift and handed him the Gospel of John, to which the man said “there are thousands of religions” and my husband said that this was true but he was giving him the bible.  The neighbour replied that a friend of his was “always trying to get me saved” and I found that remarkable.  Husband asked him to promise to read the first 3 chapters of the Gospel of John knowing that the gospel of salvation is so clearly preached in these chapters.  The man said he would “add it to my collection”.

We probably will not see this couple again.  And only the Lord knows if the man will read the little book my husband gave him.  It is our prayer that he does and that he will be saved by grace through faith.

John 1:12-13 “but as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name: which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.”

John 3:15-17 “That whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have eternal life.  For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved”



The Wicked Heart

I am in a really blue mood today.  I watched the local news early this morning and saw something that was deeply disturbing to me, why they thought to include it in the local news is beyond me.  Allegedly there has been terrible abuse and cruelty to chickens in farms by employees which was captured on video.  I won’t go into details but I can’t get it out of my mind.  Truly as Jeremiah 17:9 says, “The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?”

This on the heels of a film called “Unity” which has aired on TV a couple of times lately.  It says it is about “why we can’t seem to get along even after thousands of years”.  I admit I have not watched all the movie but I did watch the part about the dairy industry, and about the calves that are born so that the cows “freshen” to produce the milk and it made me thankful that I am not now nor have not been for a very long time, a drinker of milk.

Why can’t people get along?  The answer is very simple, it all goes back to the fall, when Woman (later called Eve) and then Adam disobeyed the command of the LORD God and ate the fruit from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.  From that moment on, sin touches everything and that is why “we can’t seem to get along”…

I really hate hearing about the cruelties in this world..

Maranatha….Come Lord Jesus




After the Garage Sale

In a previous post (go here) I wrote about an upcoming garage sale which was held yesterday.  Besides items that we really hoped would sell, I put in 3 dolls from my  collection and a mohair teddy bear, photos below of Kya and Kamiko and the teddy bear.   Alliyah, the artist doll from The Doll Maker is not pictured.

I must say that after the garage sale I was exhausted although I can’t say why except it was quite a challenging day.  We did sell all the things we hoped would sell but it was the variety of people who made it a challenge.  One lady wanted to go into a dark place to see whether or not the camping lantern she wanted to buy had a bright enough light so husband put her into his workshop where she could turn on the lantern after the door was closed.   Another fellow said he only had 25 cents left and could he buy a framed picture of Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”..  sorry, no.  A couple sat in camp chairs and said how comfortable they were but they wanted to “think about it”..  of course I knew that they would not be back.

But as the day progressed, it was the dolls and the mohair bear that drew a lot of attention. A number of elderly ladies said that they had a doll collection and one of them was very knowledgeable about teddy bears.  It was very interesting talking to them.  One of the ladies with a collection purchased my artist doll “Alliyah”..  I was very happy to let her to go a collector.  I got a lot of compliments on the bear which I had made some years ago but she didn’t sell.  I was asking $35, perhaps too much.  At one point a rather rowdy little boy came and picked the bear up.  I was freaking out inside but thankfully was able to remain calm and silent on the outside.

Regarding Kya and Kamiko, my Chinese and Japanese Lee Middleton dolls,  a lot of people admired them.  One lady picked each of them up and examined them closely, I thought for sure she would buy Kamiko but she bought neither.  After that a little girl came in with her father and wanted Kamiko but it looked to me like this girl wasn’t really in love with her, she just wanted another “toy”.  Her father said no and they went on their way.  After that a little girl came in with her grandmother and expressed interest but again, it seemed that she wanted a “toy” and was not in love with the doll.  It was extremely important to me that Kya and Kamiko would go to someone who would care for them.  After that a girl came in with her mother and younger siblings.. they made me most nervous of all.  The girl was carrying a very gooey cupcake and had icing all over her mouth.  She walked up to the bear and touched it on the head, I expected to see icing but her mom called her away.  I knew that this girl would not take care of either of the dolls, they would just be “toys” played with for one day and then tossed aside to who knows what would happen.. don’t ask me why I knew this but I do.

So all in all, it was a good day sales wise.  We sold enough merchandise to pay our house taxes which was the goal.  I sold one doll to a collector which was all I could hope for.  The bear is back in my clothes closet  and as for Kya and Kamiko, they have joined most of the other dolls in my collection on a sideboard next to my desk.  And they look happy to be there.



God’s Protection Over Our Little Dog..

Last Friday we could have lost our little dog save for the Lord’s protection.  It is my habit to go out in the back yard in the morning with a cup of coffee and on this day I went out with the dog to let him wander in the yard.  When we go for walks he has never been off-leash and we always go down to the street at the end of our community. On this day I did not realize that the side gate was open when I went out because husband had opened it to carry a large hydrangea plant in his wheelbarrow down to our driveway to be put up for sale at a garage sale we had yesterday.  About five minutes later, I heard someone come to the front door and then husband talking to someone.  At that same moment I saw that the side gate was open and realized that our dog was not in the yard.   What a relief to see that husband came to the back yard carrying the dog which had been returned by the daughter of our neighbours who are due to move this coming Monday.

Yesterday during the garage sale I found out what had happened.  The daughter had come to her parent’s home to mow the lawn when she saw our dog come into the front yard and wander down the road heading for the street where it is his custom to go for his daily walks.  This street is very busy and there are no boulevards nor sidewalks, it is an accident waiting to happen for a dog off leash.  Our dog does not know this lady well but she called him and thankfully he went to her so she could catch him and bring him home.

I say this is the Lord’s perfect timing and protection in having the daughter come to mow the lawn so early in the morning.. She was there to catch our dog from what could have been disaster.  Thank you Lord!



Blooming Broom and Memories

The wild broom is blooming now. It is considered a weed by municipalities and they do their best to get rid of it but for me it brings back a memory of a very sad time which our Lord in his mercy and timing changed to joy.  The photo above was taken yesterday near the Cowichan Estuary while the photos below are of memories.

When I was a child there was a bush down the street we called the “little bush” where there were many broom plants.  We used to make crowns of the branches. In June of 2010, after babysitting my granddaughter for 2 or 3 days a week since 2005, her parents made the decision to move to Vancouver Island.  I was devastated at this upcoming loss of seeing them so often.  At the same time, our little malti-poo Jamie had developed epilepsy a few months before.

In early July of 2010 we took my granddaughter and Jamie to a place called Garry Point in Steveston BC for one last day trip.  There was a large stand of broom there, and I remembered how I used to make crowns of it so we stopped and made one for my granddaughter.  Below is a photo of me reaching for the broom.  My granddaughter is behind me.

Below is a photo of my granddaughter wearing the crown and of Jamie below her.  I am wearing a bag for Jamie in case he got too tired to walk.

Less than a month later, Jamie had died from the ravages of epilepsy, and my granddaughter had moved with her mom and dad to Vancouver Island.  My heart was broken.  I sold my car because I could no longer stand to drive it with the memories of her riding in the back in her car seat.

But God in his mercy moved us to Vancouver Island a year later.  He provided a buyer for our home a week after it was listed.  He provided a friend of my husband who had a big toy hauler to move us thus saving us the cost of expensive movers.  Our new home was in the country, a place I always wanted to live.  It was not large by modern standards, but it had everything we had always wished for.  It was/is located 1/2 hour from my granddaughter and her mom and dad.

My granddaughter is 13 now, a young lady becoming independent.  I don’t see her nearly as often as I used to but that’s OK.   I am grateful that the Lord, in his mercy, healed my broken heart.  I am thankful and realize that everything happened according to His plan for all of us.


Another Opportunity to Share the Gospel

Earlier I wrote about my husband’s opportunity to share the gospel with a neighbour who will be moving a week from now.  Here is the link to that post for background.  https://directingmysteps.wordpress.com/2017/05/25/a-timely-opportunity-to-share-the-gospel/

Since then my husband has helped this man with their move twice.  The man had a knee replacement recently, so my husband has been doing work which is very hard, such as taking apart a large sectional sofa and loading it into the back of the neighbour’s truck.  This left him with a very sore wrist for which he is now wearing a brace because the pain was so bad.  Neither did he get a chance to be witness to the man on that occasion.

Yesterday the neighbour came over again to ask for help and he asked why my husband was wearing a brace on his wrist.  Not wanting to give the real reason husband told him that it was an old injury acting up which was not a lie because he did break that wrist when he was a teenager.   At any rate, they went out and were gone for a couple of hours during which time the neighbour brought up about the bible again and husband got a very good opportunity to share about his wild teenage years and how things changed when he became a believer in the Lord Jesus.

After husband came home he was very excited, told me he wanted to take me somewhere the neighbour had shown him and to bring my camera.  Then we drove to a new place on the Cowichan Estuary where we had never been before.  How did we miss this in the almost 6 years we have been here?  This was a real blessing for me.

The neighbour told husband that he would probably need him again before their final move and husband says that before they leave he is going to give him a Gospel of John.  Surely God’s timing is here.


Gramma What About God and Angels..

Gramma, what about God and angels, that is the question my 4-year-old grandson asked me so many years ago.  His mother, my daughter, had enrolled him in a pre-school called Jacob’s Ladder, a Christian pre-school, surely this was of the Lord.  It wasn’t long before she phoned me to say that my grandson was asking questions about God and angels and she couldn’t answer them and would I talk to him.  So one night my grandson slept over at our home and it was then that he asked me the precious question “Gramma, what about God and angels?” And so we talked about how God created the angels and then about creation, the Lord Jesus Christ, salvation in a simple way.

My husband and I were attending a brethren assembly at the time and I was teaching Sunday School to the pre-schoolers..  again, surely God’s timing.  With my daughter’s blessing we began to take my grandson every second Sunday to church with us where he was in my Sunday School class for 2 years after which his mother announced that he would no longer be coming with us.  But during those two years he had a lot of bible teaching.

One precious memory is when we put on a little Christmas program and my grandson at 4 played Joseph and another little girl played Mary.  They walked hand-in-hand down the aisle to the front of the chapel where they asked one of the boys if there was any room in the inn for them and then went to the stable..    another memory is another Christmas program where my grandson quoted the verse  Eccl. 12:1 “Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth.”  but he memorized it in a simpler way “Remember your Creator in the days of your youth.”

I often wonder if my grandson remembers anything of the times he spent in Sunday School, or the time we talked about God and angels.  He is 25 years old now, we live in different areas and I seldom see him.  But I do hope that those things he learned so many years ago are still in his heart.

Here is Jacob’s Ladder perennial in my new garden, blooming now.  Every time I look at it, I think of those precious days. Evidently the plant was named for the way the leaves look like rungs on a ladder but I think it wonderful that it was named for something that takes place in the bible.  And sometimes I wonder if someone at the pre-school told the story of the angels ascending and descending the ladder in Jacob’s dream (Genesis 28:12)  and this stuck in my grandson’s mind so much that he told his mother, and that this led to his coming to Sunday school.  With God all things are possible.



Garage Sale Days..

Are there a lot of garage sales where you live?  I don’t remember many where we used to live but here in the Cowichan Valley they are a staple.  When Spring comes, every weekend there are many home garage sales and yesterday there were two huge sales, one at a church in the town of Duncan, and one at the exhibition grounds for the SPCA.  There was also a garden sale at the heritage church down the street from us.

The little community where we live is having a garage sale next Saturday and we will be participating.  Garage sales bring out a variety of people; dealers who come a couple of hours before the sale starts who will go through your merchandise if you let them, looking for the “good stuff”.  I really don’t like the dealers.  Then there are those who look for things they can later sell at their own garage sale, my brother-in-law is one of these.  Then those who are looking for things they can use, they like to barter.  Lastly those who don’t have much money who are also looking for things they can use.

As well as lots of “stuff” we don’t need,  I am putting 3 of my dolls into the sale as well as a mohair teddy bear that I made years ago when making teddy bears was the thing to do.  One of the dolls is an artist doll made of silicone vinyl, I doubt that she will sell.  I also wonder if the mohair bear will sell.  She is beautiful and I don’t want her to go to anyone who won’t take care of her. She has glass eyes, is jointed, and is not a toy. The trouble with making bears is that when you put their faces on they become real to you.  Photo below:

I do have a plan for 2 of my dolls though.  They are Lee Middleton dolls made to be played with, but I bought them just because they were so cute.  One is Chinese, her name is Kya and one is Japanese, her name is Kamiko.  Lee Middleton dolls are always named, thus personalizing them and their eyes are so human-like they look like real toddlers.  They were never sold in big box stores.  Even though I am asking $20 for each of them (paid $75 each) if a little girl falls in love with either of them and asks her mom to buy it,  I will give them away if the child promises to take good care of it.  I will not sell any of my dolls or the bear to dealers.  Last time there was a garage sale here I had a bear for sale and an elderly lady just fell in love with it, I knew it would have a good home.    Below are Kya (on the left) and Kamiko.

Even now they are both looking at me as if to say, “how can you let me go?”

The chair they are sitting on is also going.  It is very comfortable and I hope that someone takes it.



Wal-Mart Visit and a Chance Meeting

Who knew that Wal-Mart had such good produce?  certainly not my husband and I.  Produce being so expensive here we have been driving 1 1/2 hours to the Costco in Nanaimo but today we thought we would check out the local Wal-Mart, a mere 10 minutes away.  I must say that I was very pleasantly surprised at both the quality and the price of pears especially which is what we went for.  But we also found Angus frozen hamburger patties at the same price as Costco.  Husband found frozen yogurt at  $1.50 cheaper than another store where we usually shop.  A nice lady even showed us how to use the self check-out.

As we happily left the Wal-Mart area and were driving out of the parking lot, I think that we saw the real reason for our visit today.  I saw an older man pushing a cart up the sidewalk but I paid him no mind.  Then I saw husband wave at him, and it turned out that the man was the head elder at the church we stopped attending 1 1/2 years ago.  He waved first at husband who returned the wave.  Even though we have left the church, husband has still been in contact with several of the men, and I have bumped into one of the women while shopping last weekend.   When we got home I told husband that I think that perhaps the elder might phone him.. hopefully the waves will stick in his mind and he will be moved to give husband a call.  I hope so..    The elder knows that it is he who is preventing us from going back to the church, he has admitted such.

Time will tell what, if anything, might happen.  But tomorrow being Sunday, we will continue with our practice of remembering the Lord in breaking of bread and taking the cup, and we will listen to an online sermon.


The Sin of Flattery

Do you know a flatterer?  We have a neighbour who also claims to be a Christian, but she is a flatterer whom I have been wary of from when they moved into our area 2 years ago.  Her constant flatteries made me very uncomfortable, but thinking that maybe I had misjudged her when she wanted to comment on a photography blog I used to have I said it would be OK.  She promised not to be “flowery”.  It wasn’t long before she was way too flattering to me, and then wrote too much about herself.  I was extremely uncomfortable and blocked her from commenting.  But then, feeling bad about that, I deleted my blog called Living on Vancouver Island rather than have her wonder why I blocked her from commenting.  How do you tell someone that they make you uncomfortable?

Now, after six months of silence, she phoned me last night saying she had an “ulterior motive” and wants to see me on Sunday and I am back to being uncomfortable again..   is this the Spirit within warning me? or am I paranoid?

Below is a portion of an article entitled “The Sin of Flattery”.  It isn’t very long but it is worth the read to see what the bible has to say about flattery:

Few Christians know that the sin of flattery is made very prominent in the
Word of God. Flattering lips are the expression of the corrupt and deceitful heart of man. Of the wicked it is written,
“They flatter with their lips” (Psalm 5:9). It is at best a form of lying “they did flatter him with their mouth, and they lied unto him with their tongues” (Psalm 78:36).

The Book of Proverbs has repeated reference to flattery. “A man that
flattereth his neighbour spreadeth a net for his feet”
(Proverbs 29:5) Because flattering words feed the pride of man, flattery generally produces that pride and self-exaltation which God is bound to deal with in His children. Flattery may succeed for a time, but ultimately its vile and nauseating character will come to light. “He that rebuketh a man afterwards shall find more favour than he that flattereth with the tongue” (Proverbs 28:23).  Therefore the warning, “meddle not with him that flattereth with his lips,” (Proverbs 20:19) and more than that, “a flattering mouth worketh ruin” (Prov 26:28).

here is the link to the rest of this article.



Fire Alarm..

Last night at my granddaughter’s dance recital, just as intermission began, the fire alarm rang out, a loud buzzing sound.  But people in the audience for the most part ignored it because someone came on stage and announced “fire alarm, get out.”  My family was sitting close to the exit so we were out in a minute or so, but I was amazed at how slowly people exited the theatre, smiling and seemingly not concerned, like they were out for some fresh air.  A couple of minutes later the fire engine arrived with lights and sirens blaring, then firemen geared up to await orders to enter the building.  At the same time a flock of seagulls arrived and circled above the theatre (which is at water’s edge) it was very surreal.  Some people covered their heads, others ignored them, some watched them.  After a time it was deemed that there was no fire and we were free to go back inside the theatre.  It was later announced that no one could find the cause for the fire alarm.

But all this really spoke to me.  Mankind, going about this world blindly unaware that there will come a day when the alarm will be real.  1 Thessalonians 5:3 “For when they shall say peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape.”  Then people will not be smiling, or unconcerned.

The flock of seagulls, gleaming white in the evening sun, made me think of a host of   angels, come for the harvest..  Matthew 24:31 “And he shall send his angels…and they shall gather together his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other.”

As the world goes blindly on, most people not giving a care or a thought for eternity, or rejecting the gospel when they do hear it, I wonder how long it will be before “sudden destruction” does come.  It is one  day closer than it was yesterday.


Romans 3:23 “For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God.”

Romans 5:8 “But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.”

Romans 10:9 “..if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”

Ephesians 2:8-9 “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God.  Not of works, lest any man should boast.”



Dance Recital Night.. and Other Memories

Tonight is my 13-year-old granddaughter’s dance recital.  This will be the 7th on Vancouver Island but the 8th in total as the first was when she was 5 years old.  Has it really been 10 years since we bought her first dancing leotard for her birthday at 3?  I remember her joy at receiving it, how she put it on right away and performed steps she had seen on “Angelina Ballerina”, an animated show on TV at the time.  I think that Angelina began a love for ballet in my granddaughter that has never left.  But now she also does tap, jazz, modern and lyrical jazz.  It fills my heart with joy to watch her.

But there are other memories too.  I babysat her 2 or 3 days a week when both her parents were at work, this from 18 months to 6 years old when her parents made the decision to move to Vancouver Island from the lower mainland of BC .I know that I was loving her too much,holding her too close to my heart.  I always remembered the verse “He that loveth…….son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.” (Matthew 10:37).   I wondered if I was loving my granddaughter too much in the Lord’s eyes.    It seemed I almost lost my mind when they moved, but through the grace of God we moved to Vancouver Island a year later although in a place south of them by 1/2 hour, a place where my husband spent his teenage years.  It was like coming home to him.  The Lord truly directed our steps to come here to this peaceful place and away from the busyness of the South Surrey area where we had previously lived.

Since we moved here I have not seen my granddaughter nearly as much as before.  She is a young lady now just having her 13th birthday this past March.  But she still loves dancing and is a girly girl.  I love her from a distance but not with the almost obsession as before.

As in a previous post, I have been able to give her wings.  I do take solace in the fact that when I was babysitting her I told her about God and about the Lord Jesus.  We sang Sunday School songs together although I doubt she remembers much.  Now in summer she goes to a Christian camp for a week and although they have a lot of fun things and entertainment, I surely do hope that the gospel is preached.  The Lord’s will be done.

Here is a photo of her first competition at 5, a little gingerbread girl.  I still remember the music and the dance.


A Terrifying Moment, but a Lesson to Learn

A few days ago in Steveston BC there was a terrifying moment that was captured on video which may be found at You Tube under a search for “sea lion attack”.  A sea lion prowls the water beside a floating pier. There are many people watching, and at one point a little girl comes to the edge of the pier and the sea lion makes a lunge for her but she backs away.  Moments later she sits on the edge of the pier and the sea lion comes out of the water, grabs the girl by her dress and pulls her backwards into the water.  By the grace of God, the sea lion must have let the girl go and she surfaces.  A man has no hesitation to jump into the water, grab the girl and lift her onto the pier, saving her.

I’m  not going to offer my opinions about the matter except to say that there is a wonderful spiritual lesson here.  1 Peter 5:5 “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.”  To me the sea lion is like the devil wandering about, but people do not see the danger.  They do not turn away but accept his presence.  He pounces on a victim,  but the Lord in his mercy intervenes and the intended victim is delivered from harm.  Will the victim learn from this?  The bible says in James 4:14 “Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away” (KJV)  I wonder if we know the number of times the Lord has intervened to save us from harm or even death?

The most important lesson is that just as the man jumped into the water to save the girl, the Lord Jesus came to this earth, lived a perfect, sinless life teaching, preaching and healing.  Before his arrest he told his disciples to remember him in the breaking of bread to remember his body given for us, and the drinking of the cup, to remember his precious blood that was shed to atone for sin.  He gave up his spirit on Calvary’s cross, died and was resurrected so that we who believe that we are lost sinners, and believe this gospel: that the Lord Jesus died for our sin, if we by faith receive the Lord Jesus as our Saviour, then we will know that we have a home in heaven after our own deaths.  We will be saved as if snatched from the devil.

I hope that someone shares the gospel with this child if she is not believer..  But for the grace of God, her life might have ended right then.




Fly Away

Last Summer we drove to the town of Chemainus, down to the beach where there was a lovely breeze and an outgoing tide. In the Cowichan Valley where we live it was very hot, almost 90 degrees, and so this breeze was very welcome. We sat on a log which was shaded by a large tree, enjoying the relief from the oppressive heat back home.

Offshore there is a lighthouse on a rocky knoll and we watched as a group of people set out to walk to it. If it was an incoming tide, this would have been a very dangerous thing to do as they had small children with them who could walk most of the way but had to be carried the rest of the way. Had the tide been incoming, they would have been trapped. One of the men was carrying what looked like a large blow-up chair and husband and I assumed that they were going to set out blankets and spend some time on the rocks which had no shade at all. We couldn’t have been more wrong. Not long after they all reached the rocks and had gathered together, we saw a huge dragon-fly climbing up in the sky and we thought it was a kite, because one of the men appeared to be holding a large container where the string would be. But then the dragon-fly got too far away to be a kite, and we saw that it was a helium balloon shaped like a dragon-fly. It flew higher, over the trees and towards the town of Chemainus. Then the container turned out to be a large red heart-shaped helium balloon which climbed into the sky and followed after the dragon-fly. There was another balloon as well, but it was smaller and darker, I don’t know what it was.

After the balloons were released, the group of adults and children made their way back to the shore and husband and I left the beach and drove home. I wondered what this balloon-releasing meant. That was certainly the intention of the trip out to the rocky knoll, it seemed rather a long way to walk to entertain children, and it was the adults that released the balloons, not the children. I came to the conclusion that it was a memorial to someone who had recently passed away, or perhaps a memorial to someone who had passed away years ago. At any rate, when I got home I looked up “fly away” at Blue Letter Bible and settled on Psalm 90:10 “The days of our years are three-score years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.”

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