Fri, Mar 23rd - 11:29PM
PINK SHAMROCK  I have a little shamrock plant that was bought by Jack the year before he passed away. I've never had any trouble getting it to bloom each year and I really like it as it's so different from my others that have only white blossoms.  
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Tue, Mar 6th - 2:21PM
Deepest Sympathy to Colin
My dear Colin, When I posted my post below on Fragility of Life, I had no idea that your father had passed from death into life and had gone to the presence of our Heavenly Father. No more sorrow and no more pain. And he's singing at the Master's feet that it is well with his soul!
Colin, I'm so sorry as saying Farewell is such a difficult thing but wonderful to know that he's in Glory.
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL(Click to hear music)When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
REFRAIN
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, tho trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin --oh, the bliss of this glorious tho't:
My sin, not in part, but the whole
Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
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Tue, Mar 6th - 1:10PM
Fragility of Life
A sober post today...
Whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. .
 As I've been sitting here at my computer yesterday and today, I've been contemplating the fragility of life. So many sad news stories on the television and radio and in the newspapers of death.
I listened to the one story that is on the news here right now of the Michigan husband who killed and dismembered his wife while their two little children were asleep in the house and he was arrested yesterday. Sadness!
I watched the news of our main north-south highway yesterday all of a sudden being enveloped in white-out and blizzard conditions and a bus filled with happy travellers ran into the back of a tanker semi truck and sandwiched a little car between them and within the next minute or two, there were maybe upwards of 75 other vehicles involved in the collision. All this happened in the twinkling of an eye.
Then my thoughts went to my friend here in my city who is a councillor on our council and who is going through such terrible health problems now needing to wear oxygen full time and only just a little over 50 years of age. Such fragility!
My thoughts wandered back a few years to a husband, although very ill, was full of life and dreams of again travelling, '"just once more", to his homeland and with that final "Hurry and go to bed honey! We have to get up early for dialysis." by 1:10 am, he was brain dead. Who knew? We didn't but the Creator did.
Life is fragile, Handle with prayer.
. Life At Best Is Very Brief
Psalm 144:4
Life at best is very brief,
Like the falling of a leaf,
Like the binding of a sheaf:
Be in time.
Fleeting days are telling fast
That the die will soon be cast,
And the fatal line be passed:
Be in time.
Refrain:
Be in time, be in time;
While the voice of Jesus calls you,
Be in time.
If in sin you longer wait,
You may find no open gate,
And your cry be just too late:
Be in time.
Fairest flowers soon decay,
Youth and beauty pass away;
O you have not long to stay:
Be in time.
While God's Spirit bids you come,
Sinner, do no longer roam,
Lest you seal your hopeless doom:
Be in time.
Sinner, heed the warning voice,
Make the Lord your final choice;
Then all heaven will rejoice:
Be in time.
Come from darkness into light;
Come, let Jesus make you right;
Come, and start for heaven tonight:
Be in time.
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I have a little shamrock plant that was bought by Jack the year before he passed away. I've never had any trouble getting it to bloom each year and I really like it as it's so different from my others that have only white blossoms. 
Name: Pat Scott
