As I'm sitting on my sofa watching a Joyce Meyer podcast, I glance out the the window and notice something snaking through the buildings on the west side of my ninth floor view - the industrial side of the city. It's moving slowly. I get up for a better view. It's a train - rolling through the city.. My view is complete - it now has a train.
My first train ride was when I was eight and my father - always the explorer - decided to ride into Squamish on one of the first trains connecting the town with Vancouver. During my three years in Bethany, a cluster of us BC students rode the train to the school, crossing the Rockies at least four times each year. During our first year of marriage, Cliff regaled me with his porter stories. When we moved into our first house on Herbert Ave here in Winnipeg, we were warned that the trains passing so close to the house would disturb us, but they didn't. I loved the rumble of the trains. As I prayed for Candace that fateful night so long ago -- i remember the steady stream of trains passing by our front window. They were awake while everyone else in the city was sleeping.
Joyce Meyer is telling her story about suffering incestuous sexual abuse for thirteen years as a helpless teenager and how her journey of forgiveness saved and transformed her life. "A just God means that he turns every wrong doing into something good- if we through faith and forgiveness put it into his hands." She goes on to describe the rewards of her journey of forgiveness. She truly became a remarkable mentor for all women.
I watch the train, I watch the busses. I watch the red lights of an emergency vehicle race down Pembina Hwy. The view still intrigues me. Even though I thought I had seen everything by now, I am still noticing new things each day.
In the same way my view of forgiveness has grown over the years. It's become even more important. Perhaps I need to explore this "golden glue" again from this view - my winter years of life.
"A well-ordered life is like climbing a tower; the view halfway up is better than the view from the base, and it steadily becomes finer as the horizon expands." - William Lyon Phelps
(For the next while, I will explore the Golden Glue - weekdays and take my weekends off. Hopefully we can be inspired together to keep on refining forgiveness - this life-giving process.)
My first train ride was when I was eight and my father - always the explorer - decided to ride into Squamish on one of the first trains connecting the town with Vancouver. During my three years in Bethany, a cluster of us BC students rode the train to the school, crossing the Rockies at least four times each year. During our first year of marriage, Cliff regaled me with his porter stories. When we moved into our first house on Herbert Ave here in Winnipeg, we were warned that the trains passing so close to the house would disturb us, but they didn't. I loved the rumble of the trains. As I prayed for Candace that fateful night so long ago -- i remember the steady stream of trains passing by our front window. They were awake while everyone else in the city was sleeping.
Joyce Meyer is telling her story about suffering incestuous sexual abuse for thirteen years as a helpless teenager and how her journey of forgiveness saved and transformed her life. "A just God means that he turns every wrong doing into something good- if we through faith and forgiveness put it into his hands." She goes on to describe the rewards of her journey of forgiveness. She truly became a remarkable mentor for all women.
I watch the train, I watch the busses. I watch the red lights of an emergency vehicle race down Pembina Hwy. The view still intrigues me. Even though I thought I had seen everything by now, I am still noticing new things each day.
In the same way my view of forgiveness has grown over the years. It's become even more important. Perhaps I need to explore this "golden glue" again from this view - my winter years of life.
"A well-ordered life is like climbing a tower; the view halfway up is better than the view from the base, and it steadily becomes finer as the horizon expands." - William Lyon Phelps
(For the next while, I will explore the Golden Glue - weekdays and take my weekends off. Hopefully we can be inspired together to keep on refining forgiveness - this life-giving process.)
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