Tired

I am working midnights at a plastics plant and haven't slept today. I would call in sick but I need the bucks. Oh how tired i am. I am sooooooooooo tired. It looks like a long 8 hours ahead.

Aug 26/06

I haven't been online for a few days. It's been a bit of a hectic weekend. by the time I actually got some space to clear my head it seemed almost impossible to quiet down and try to hear God's voice. But I did manage to.
I'm actually getting ready to go to work now.
Although it's a noisy factory it's somewhat of a peace job. People don't complain alot there, they just do thier work. It's good when people don't complain, I've been alot of places where that's all people like to do.
It made me wonder what if we all took the energy we expell in being negative and did something positive. I think we might see a very powerful chain reaction.
Think about it.
So until later
God bless you all
radlife

New Job

So I started a new job recently. The inventor I worked for has had to let us go. I work making sterilite containers. Actually the machines make them I just take them off the line and put stickers on them. Nothing too exciting but it is the beginning of a changed life. So I put my heart into it as Jesus would have me do.
Go with God people
Radlife

Lately

Lately I just haven't been in blogging mode. I just thought I would log on and see what my fingers came up with.
Ever feel like a stranger in your own town. I didn't grow up here and it's places like this that make you feel just how anonymous you are in the city.
I'm still praying for my daughter. I hope she comes back to God soon. And Sandi, she's having a challenge at work.
Me well I'm on the verge of what feels like a new life.
So..
God bless
Radlife

The Lord's Prayer

THIS MAKES SENSE AND MORE PEOPLE SHOULD FEELTHIS WAYThe Lord’s Prayer is not allowed in most public schools anymore becausethe word “God” is mentioned....A kid in Arizona wrote the attached NEW School prayer.I liked it.
Now I sit me down in schoolWhere praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.
If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple, orange or green,
That’s no offense; it’s a freedom scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice.
For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God’s name is prohibited by the state.
We’re allowed to cuss and dress like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They’ve outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen,
And the ‘unwed daddy,’ our Senior King.
It’s “inappropriate” to teach right from wrong,
We’re taught that such “judgments” do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed,
No word of God must reach this crowd.
It’s scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school’s a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please take!
Amen

Three Trees

Sometimes we get what we need and not what we want..........
<> Once there were 3 trees on a hill in the woods.They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the 1st tree said, "Someday, I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems and be decorated with intricate carvings. Everyone would see my beauty."The 2nd tree said, "Someday, I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of other world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull." Finally, the 3rd tree said, "I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time, and people will always remember me."
After a few years of praying that their dreamswould come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. One came to the 1st tree and said, "This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter," and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest. At the 2nd tree, one of the other woodsman said, "This looks like a strong tree. I should be able to sell it to the shipyard." The 2nd tree was happy, because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship. When the woodsmen came upon the 3rd tree, the tree was frightened, because it knew that, if it is cut down, its dream would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I don't need anything special from my tree, so I'll take this one," and he cut it down.
When the 1st tree arrived at the carpenter's, he was made into a feed box for animals, placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The 2nd tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.The 3rd tree was cut into large pieces and leftalone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.
Then one filtered day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth, and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.
Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose, and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace," and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets, and the crowd mocked the man who was carrying it.Finally, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that, when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best Keep it moving...pass it on, so it could inspire more people. Sometimes the heart sees what the eyes can't.
GOD BLESS . . .
Radlife

Fare Thee Well

My Gran, Mary Brown formerly Kerr passed away on June 29/06. She is survived by three children, predeceased by one, 11 grandchildren, and 10 great grandchildren. She is sadly missed and we all look forward to seeing her in the kingdom.
Goodbye Gran
We love you.
God Bless
Radlife

Waiting

My parents were supposed to come down from Toronto this weekend but dad called me at work to say that my gran was dying and not expected to last the next few days. She's 96.
It feels kind of strange really, she was a big part of my growing up. Although she lived in Vancouver and us in Toronto she always came once or twice a year. we always had fun. When I was little I used to rub her back. She taugh me how to waltz. There's a lot of memories going on right now. We grew apart some over the past few years and it hurts to know that I won't have the chance to say goodbye. It's making me think about what's really important and all that stuff. She's not really concious.
Well I hope she's going to a better place.
After that I really don't know what to say. I feel kind of empty. I guess it's been a hectic time the past litle while. Time for that one on one time with God I keep talking about.
Anyhow
Goodnite
God Bless
Radlife

Walking to work

So last Thursday I was driving over to a friend's place and had to take a backroad detour due to construction. All of a sudden I hear a loud bang and the car stalls. I get out to see what the problem is and there is my gas tank lying about 10 feet behind my car. Ouch. I'm trying to get the town to pay as they didn't grade the detour.
So I am walking to work this week. No biggie, as long as I get picked up at least halfway while hitchhiking. I usually do. My ride today talked about trying to stay healthy and enjoying life at the same time. It was a short but inspiring conversation.
The walk often gives me time to be quiet and pray. I rarely get much of that these days. It seems just when I need to be alone and meditate something comes up. I really should take that time and listen to what God is trying to say. I can't say the past several months have been easy but I can start to see a light at the end of the tunnel. We've been doing healing room classes at church on Thurday evenings and we are working on breaking the soul ties to pretty much everything that is oppressive iour lives. That gets pretty heavy but it is worth it. The difficulty comes in trying to put what we are learning into practice in out everyday lives. That has actually been the focus of the "walking mediatation" the past few days.
Also not being afraid to ask God and not have the enemy whispering "what if it isn't His will".
We are learning to just carry on during attacks. Not allowing ourselves to get locked up in a metaphorical cave, just persevere. And keep praising and glorifying because it keeps the enemy confused.
Anyhow I'll sign off for now because it's late and I need to sleep.
Please keep praying for my daughter.
God Bless
Radlife

Monday

Well father's day is past and i am unwisely taking the morning off work. I had some errands to run in Waterloo. I also have to get my Healing Room's homework done tonight too.
I had both of my girls yesterday. Well Fiona hung out with me for a few hours, Then back to the *^&$!!@ boyfriend's place. She does not seem at all happy there, so I'm praying that it's only a matter of time before she comes home. Jodie (my little one) stayed late and we went to a mini waterfall in a local eco park. It was fun But I couldn't swim on account of my damaged toe.
Our service was small yet inspiring. Pastor Dave seemed very down at the low attendance. It was the 3 year anniversary of our becoming Bethel Life Center, We used to be Bethel Pentacostal Church. It was also a year since we said goodbye to Mother Esther, Pastors late wife. All in all it was a time of reflection.
Our guest speaker was Rev. Wilmer Davidson, an evangelical Anglican minister who has been praying for revival in this area for almost 40 years. He has been preaching for just over 50. It was a very inspiring message about the presence and promise of the Holy Spirit in our lives. And it fit in as I have been praying for baptism in the spirit for quite some time now.
In reflection I have been looking closely at the people I know who Jesus has called home this past year. I can hear Him saying that it's time to repent, take up our crosses and move forward. A generation is passing and it's our time to reach out to the next generation.
So please join me in prayer for this revival and for the children who need to know about Jesus. Pray that their ears will be open to hear His word and that there eyes will be open to see His glory.
God Bless
Radlfe

ReCreate

Things are changing within me quite rapidly. My goals seem to be being rearranged. It's kind of hard to explain. But I will say the spirit is moving.
More to come.
Radlife

Re Yesterday

Well we had our & days of reconstruction class. In prayer I could feel Jesus love. Not the goosebumpy warm fuzzy we ofe=ten get but the real love of Jesus. Pastor Dave wasn't there but another minister, and old bible study collegue of mine was. He and the others prayed for my damaged eye and my recently injured toe. But as we left my friend Wilmer stopped to tell me he loved me. And I could see the love of God in his eyes. (He's been in ministry for over 50 years).
The feeling of God's love just stayed and stayed.
So praise God.
Thank You Jesus
Radlife

Thanks be to God.
Thank you Jesus

Congrats

Congrats to my friend Kes, assistat manager on Christiandays, was just elected deacon at his church in the states.
God Bless Brother
Radlife

Coffee

Well I had suffered from anxiety attacks for many years. Once about five years ago I didn't have any coffee and so had morning tea instead. And I recently remembered that I had no anxiety that day. So I went the past three days without coffee and boom no anxiety and surprisingly more energy.
I spoke to my friend Jen about this idea and she told me that some time ago she had prayed about caffeine and God revealed to her that caffeine "quickens the flesh". Thus empowering it.
Sound ridiculous? Think about it. When the flesh is sickened it dominates us. Ever had a hangover? All you can concentrate on is how cruddy you feel. Quickening the flesh caused me to have anxiety.
Now you may say that tea has as much caffiene as coffee. Well, dry tea does have, pound for pound, as much caffeine as coffee. But you use considerably less tea per cup (less than half by weight) than coffee. Also coffee is considerably more acidic than tea.
Anyhow, it just goes to show that good health disempowers the flesh and gives us a clearer channel to our Lord.
God Bless
Radlife

OUCH

So there I am last Friday cutting my bosses grass and as I'm turning the corner the mower gets stuck in a rut. No biggie but I should have let go of the safety handle. My foot slips under and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! The top of my big toe was sent to places unkown. Well I was turning green by the time i got to the hospital. It's really ugly. And painful everytime I bash it on something. There was no bone involved but half of the nail and alot of the top was never recovered. So I have a three week period of desk duty cause workers comp doesn't cover self employed people.
I'm just thanking God it was a clean cut, we had just sharpened the blade and I get to keep the rest of my toe.
Aside from that the Spirit is moving a little more around here. It was a great service this morning.
Please keep my daughter in prayer. I pray she'll come home soon.
God Bless
Radlife

Dang

I know this doesn't seem as important as the previous post but hey.
There I was in my baseball shirt and track pants when my ride calls and tells me that our first lob ball game of the season is cancelled. Rain and a wet feild of course. We've had two weeks of rain non stop. I know out west it rains costantly but out here we are used to warm and sunshine by this time of year. All the rivers are breaking their banks and many have ben forced from there homes.(and here I am complaining about baseball.) So keep our locals in your prayers. And please kep praying for my daughter as well. She's still in that cursed relationship.
Oh well guess I'll catch up on some overdue reading.
God Bless
Radlife

Darrel Scott

DARRELL SCOTT TESTIMONY Guess our national leaders didn't expect this, hmm? On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to address the House Judiciary Committee's subcommittee What he said to our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful. They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologis t, and every so-called expert! These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness. The following is a portion of the transcript:
"Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain Their blood cries out for answers.
"The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used.. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart.
"In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA - because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder I would be their strongest opponent.
I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy-it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. " I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best. This was written way before I knew I would be speaking here today:
Your laws ignore our deepest needs,
Your words are empty air.
You've stripped away our heritage,
You've outlawed simple prayer.
Now gunshots fill our classrooms,
And precious children die.
You seek for answers everywhere,
And ask the question "Why?"
You regulate restrictive laws,
Through legislative creed.
And yet you fail to understand,
That God is what we need!
"Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, soul, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and reek havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation's history. Many of our major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. What has happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine's tragedy occurs -- politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws.
"Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts. "As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes-He did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America , and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999 , at Columbine High Sc hool prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA - I give to you a sincere challenge. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone! My daughter's death will not be in vain!
The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!"
Do what the media did not - - let the nation hear this man's speech. Please send this out to everyone you can

Happy Birthday Sandi

Happy birthday to my dear friend Sandi who is a wonderfully blessed person. I pray God smiles on you all day. I pray that His blessings just rain down on you today.
God bless
Radlife

Spam?????

The keepers of bogger think that my blog is a spam blog...good gord


I am praying alot these days and I sense a sort of quickening. The deceiver is hot on my tail and trying to prevent me from going to the next level. He has been for quite some time now. I wish I'd seen it sooner. I thought I was just going crazy.
God Bless all readers and blog surfers.
And Misty your baby is totally cute.
God Bless
Radlife