When the Saints go marching in...

Today at church we meditated on James 2:14-17 :

"What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save him? Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to him, "Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it? In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead."

I am feeling convicted lately to live a life for Christ, to think of no one but Him in all that I do. I will struggle, I will fail but I will try...try to devote the parts of me I can for His glory... Both on Thursday and Saturday I was able to watch CLBI's spring tour called "Streaming" it was here that I have come face to face with life's reality..we need to be as one..they will know we are christians by our love...my name is worth more than all of this...I do not want to dishonor my name...my life is worth more than this..I cannot waste my life....because..

"when the saints go maching in, I want to be one of them.."

Well I should post about LIFE!

I am moving! For serious I am once again packing up all of my belongings and moving again. I feel like I only do life for eight months at a time and then it is off to something else. Well for those of you who only hear from me through this blog I will elaborate on said moving situation...The "random" interview I attended in Grande Prairie turned out to be rather "marvelous" and well I was offered the job and given time to pray and think about the idea of accepting. After praying, crying, and talking I made the decision to go..to move back home to Grande Prairie to see what this oppurtunity has for me. As of now I am excited, it seems they know what they want, they have answered all my questions so all in all I am contented with my decision. It will be sad also though to leave the people I care about here and go home again but time will tell. I just have such a peace that this is the right choice for me right now...

That's me, living eight months at a time waiting for direction and then following the leader..Sometimes I suck at the following game but I am trying to get a bit better at surrendering "my" wants at the foot of the cross and taking on "His" wants for my life.

Photo Shoot and the DEATH puddle!

The snow is melting revealing..

the earth below



I love when the snow starts to melt, when you walk outside and there is a breeze of fresh warm air. It for me marks a time of renewal, refreshment and restoration. Spring is coming, beauty is about to bloom literally, it is exciting. I know I have to relax because I am situated in Calgary and I am pretty sure this is what they call a "chinook" but I love it! I love the random winter/spring/winter/spring transition, it keeps me on my toes. Yesterday as I dodged puddle after puddle I just decided to embrace the coldness of melting snow. Wearing princess shoes and walking through puddles brings more than a smile to my face, it brings contentment in my soul. I plan to wear capris today, with my princess shoes and hopefully step into a few puddles on accident, maybe even on purpose.

Home again..to discover..

1) I might move!

2) I like mini eggs!

3) Street Fighter for XBOX kicks but!

4) It is still cold out.

5) I want to quit my present job like now..ha..so I can just play for awhile.

Life is something else I tell ya!

I'm going home to.....

HUG BENNY BOO BOO BOO BOO BOO BENNY!!

WELL and also to go to some random job interview at my parents church for a possible random job that I most certainly did not apply for. The entire situation my friends is all around "random". Please pray for clarity and direction..

In the meantime "Party like a rockstar" - That's what me and little benny will be up to!

Sikh Service.

This past Sunday I went to a Sikh service with my roomie, and friends. It was our excuse to wear our saris and eat Indian food plus just pretend we were in India. It was a lot of fun and the people were sooooo wonderful, no shocker there. The food was semi-good..some of it I know I had had in India and did not like so I did not eat it, all in all though it was a good experience. However, it made me sad to see the devotion people have to such an impersonal God. I could never be Sikh, there is no freedom..work work work your way up the "steps" and hope to transmigrate..hopefully because I am a woman into a man...seems so..sad. However, I did learn a lot about them, how they try to view everyone equal and are open to other people from different religious backgrounds showing up to worship with them. Once again the Priest spoke in some language (punjabi maybe) and I did not understand one single word. They did introduce their "Canadian visitors" aka "us" and butchered each of our names, I truly felt as if I was back in India.

It was a heart wrenching, brain stretching, lovely experience.

pray for the sikh.