The Time Has Come

Bay of Fundy

Where did the last three months go? It seems like just yesterday Geoff and I were announcing that we were moving and saying "see-you-later" to the amazing people at St. Martins & Fairfield Baptist Church.  This Sunday (August 30th) will be our last Sunday here. The following week we will be moving to Hillsborough, NB.

I will miss seeing the Bay of Fundy through my kitchen window. I will miss eating at The Caves Restaurant. I will miss the wonderful people at Century Farms Family Campground. I will miss the beautiful smiles I receive when I walk into the Post Office, or Huttges General Store. I will miss walking down Main Street and having everyone driving by, wave at me.

We have wonderful memories and precious friends here. We have treasured our time working with the two churches. My prayer for all of you is that you seek God's will before anything else. Before your family, before your job, before your wants, and before your interests. God's will is what needs to guide through life.

Your warmth, your kindness, and your friendliness I will take with me and treasure as long as I live. Thank you and as a dear man said to Geoff last week "See you at Home!"

A Man After God's Heart

On August 15, 1945 there was a ticker tape parade. My Grandma used to say it was because the world wanted to celebrate my dad's birth. Actually it was because World War II had ended, but for my Grandma that parade was for something so much more.

My Dad's childhood was filled with friends, sports, a mother who loved him and a sister who he protected as best as he could. My Dad's father was a factory worker who drank a lot and didn't bring home much money for the family to live on. It was a hard and poor childhood.

Dad can remember wanting to go to school because they had a breakfast meal and sometime that was the only meal he got. My dad is not a fan of apple sauce because he can remember one year in which that was all he ate at home.

My Grandfather passed away when my dad was only 14 years old. After that my Grandma took the family to live with my Great-Grandparents. Dad thrived in High School. Captain of the Football Team, good grades and a loving family.

God called Dad into the ministry. Actually he wanted to play football but he had too many concussions and his mom would no longer let him play. Education became very important to my Dad. He loves to learn and teaches with compassion and grace. Giving mercy when needed and is tough when needed.

My Dad broke that chain that was set by my Grandfather. My Dad became a man of God. Full of Christ's love and compassion for people.

I am so honored to be his daughter!

Thank you God for giving us all my Dad - A Man After God's Heart!

Married 25 years!

Geoff and I were married on 
August 11, 1990. 25 years ago!

It's hard to believe that 25 years has actually gone by. What happened to the time? Oh, I know, I blinked! One minute we were standing at the altar and then I blink and the next minute we have two grown children and our first grandchild on the way.

I didn't think 25 years ago that the time would go by so quickly. I am actually in shock that it has.

They say that time goes by fast when you're having fun. Well, I wouldn't say that our marriage has been all fun and games but it has been interesting, rewarding, full of love, and full of life.

Geoff and I have been through many changes in the last 25 years and as much as people say they don't like change, for us, change has brought us closer together, stronger together, and more in love together than ever.

It is my honour and privilege to be married to such a Godly, patient man. Everyday of our married life - good or bad - I have thanked God for this wonderful man.

25 years Geoff! What will the next 25 bring? I can't wait to find out.

Happy 25th Anniversary my Love