1 day and 22 hrs!

Nolan is coming home Wednesday evening! The end of 3 months apart. This last week has been going so slow. Luckily I have a busy day tomorrow. I have my Asl class in the morning. Then work in the afternoon. Following that I am going to a show of the Sisters of the Holy Rock. The main sister I know from work, it should be a good time. Supposedly it is hilarious :P Then work Wednesday. At the Pch were I work I have some 80 year old friends. This one lady her name is Nancy, she is such a good friend of mine we talk every day. She knows that Nolan is in New Zealand and we would often talk about what he was up to. She traveled with her husband there years ago and loved it. Shes is like you don't know if your on the north end of the south island or the south end of the north island. Then she would just chuckle. When ever she sees me she asks me is he home yet? Is he home yet? So tomorrow ill tell her only one more day!

How much can one person take

I just got off the phone with my step mom Thelma. We had a great talk that was long over due. She truly inspires me. She told me God healed her broken heart. Life has been getting better. But she misses my Dad something fierce. Recently she got some very bad news that her sister has breast cancer. Thelma has lost my father and two of her brothers to cancer. How much can one person take? I worry about Thelma allot. I cannot imagine what she is going through. I'm working on changing my worrying to praying for her.

Sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul!

Man was it ever a beautiful day today. I love the change of the seasons. Spring means a number of things to me.
1. 26 days till Nolan is home!
2. Asl 102 starts
3. I plan to work less (only 40-45 hrs a week)
4. Bike riding
5. Capris and shorts
6. Gelati is in season (so there for I have to eat allot of it often)
7. Green grass and Flowers begin to appear
8. Sheila and I are finally going to go on our night on the town
9. Vee's work Gala

I was reading some poetry written by Whittier to a resident at work. I especially love the ending of this poem.

April

By John Greenleaf Whittier

’T IS the noon of the spring-time, yet never a bird
In the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard;
For green meadow-grasses wide levels of snow,
And blowing of drifts where the crocus should blow;
Where wind-flower and violet, amber and white,
On south-sloping brooksides should smile in the light,
O’er the cold winter-beds of their late-waking roots
The frosty flake eddies, the ice-crystal shoots;
And, longing for light, under wind-driven heaps,
Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps,
Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers,
With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers
We wait for thy coming, sweet wind of the south!
For the touch of thy light wings, the kiss of thy mouth;
For the yearly evangel thou bearest from God,
Resurrection and life to the graves of the sod!
Up our long river-valley, for days, have not ceased
The wail and the shriek of the bitter northeast,
Raw and chill, as if winnowed through ices and snow,
All the way from the land of the wild Esquimau,
Until all our dreams of the land of the blest,
Like that red hunter’s, turn to the sunny southwest.
O soul of the spring-time, its light and its breath,
Bring warmth to this coldness, bring life to this death;
Renew the great miracle; let us behold
The stone from the mouth of the sepulchre rolled,
And Nature, like Lazarus, rise, as of old!
Let our faith, which in darkness and coldness has lain,
Revive with the warmth and the brightness again,
And in blooming of flower and budding of tree
The symbols and types of our destiny see;
The life of the spring-time, the life of the whole,
And, as sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul!

Soul Cravings

On Saturday I went to the University of Manitoba Campus for Christ fellowship dessert evening. Really I did not know exactly what CFC was about our what they stood for till attended that evening. These university students goal is to change the world. Many from the group are running bible studies and are going on summer projects. The video presentation really moved me. The point of the evening was a fundraiser.

I was given a book called Soul Cravings written by Erwin Raphael McManus. If you can get your hands on a copy please do. I'm really enjoying it. Here is some tid bits that stood out to me from the first chapter called Intimacy.

Your retina may be necessary for sight but your soul shapes what you see.

We cannot live unaffected by love. We are most alive when we find it, most devastated when we lose it, most empty when we give up on it, most inhumane when we betray it, and most passionate when we pursue it.

It's a wonderful thing when your heart guides you to the very One you need the most. The strange thing about God is that the One we deserve the least is the One who desires us the most.

Home is ultimately not about a place to live but about the people with whom you are most fully alive.

It is insanity to run from God and search for love.

You are unique and irreplaceable. You are the object of God's love.

Why is it that so many who represent him are ever so quick to condemn?

That may be the most powerful thing about love. Love gives us a fresh start. Love gives us a reason to live.

Three more chapters to go. Destiny, Meaning and Seek.