Chippy Church

The other day I was driving out to yet another medical test, and up ahead I noticed a tiny little chipmunk rushing out from the ditch and into the road. Anyone who knows me will know that I LOVE animals, and spent many hours rescuing different critters from an untimely death, so imagine my alarm as my vehicle bore down on this little creature.
"RUN CHIPPY RUN" I yelled, while I slowed down to let him pass safely ....feeling relieved that at his present rate he would successfully reach the other side....then all of a sudden he stopped in his tracks... sat upright in thought....his little tail pointed to the sky...and he did the unthinkable......he turned his cute tiny feet in the opposite direction and proceeded to retrace his steps.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I yelled and in seconds my right tire smucked chippy, and all I could see in the rear view mirror was his tail....twitching back and forth. It was done. He was dead.
At first I was angry with chippy...why had he run back under my tire...was he STUPID! and then I started to think about "looking back" and how since I've been ill, I've spent allot of time looking back...thinking about my own death...planning my own funeral...and defining myself as where I've been, rather than where I'm going...alive or dead!
So chippy taught me something...We can be scared of moving forward, and indecisive about where to go. We can cling to where we've been, and prefer to live in the past....In doing this we sacrifice the wonderful plan that God has ahead of us...however it plays out.
And that's all I have to say about that.

We Are The World

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmxT21uFRwM

If there's one thing only that comes from this man's struggle, I pray that it is his message to love one another...constructively. Whatever his demons it was and is a good message...one that we should all ACT on.

Goodbye Sweet Zoey

This Saturday I said goodbye to a loyal friend...a friend who quite literally was by my side through some of the most painful years of my life. She was always happy to see me, even if I'd only been gone for a few minutes! She was quiet in her demeanour...but also entertaining. We spent countless hours together chasing balls into the lake, or roaming the back trails together. She took "retrieving" to a new level, when she visited a friends cottage and proceeded to retrieve every pool noodle in the lake, whether there was a person attached to it or not!! She towed Matthew back into shore over and over again, and that was after she allowed him to swim at all...at first she would pull him out of the water as soon as his feet got wet. She loved to talk, and she and I had lengthy conversations together...she always knew just what to say.

I will miss her more than I can say, and the decision to bring her suffering to an end was probably longer than it should have been. But in the end, we were together still, and it was quick. Almost too quick...you're never ready to say goodbye no matter how prepared you think you are....you're just not.