Rev.17:14

Last week in August. ...

Tried to get a picture of the sunset and moon at the same time.
Miss that place!!!!!

"...thinketh no evil..."

“Be of good cheer.”

“. . . thinketh no evil . . . “ 
               (1 Corinthians 13:5)

LET IT REST!

Ah! how many hearts on the brink of anxiety and disquietude,  by the simple sentence have been made calm and happy! Some proceeding has wounded us by its want of tact;  LET IT REST; no one will think of it again. A harsh or unjust sentence irritates us; LET IT REST;  whoever may have given vent to it will be pleased to see it forgotten. A painful scandal is about to estrange us from an old friend; LET IT REST, and thus preserve our charity and peace of mind. A suspicious look is on the point of cooling our affection; LET IT REST; Our look of trust will restore confidence. Fancy! we, who are so careful to remove the briars from  our pathway for fear they should wound, yet take pleasure in collecting and piercing our hearts with thorns  that meet us in our daily association with one another! How childish and unreasonable we are!
(Gold Dust)
The rents made by Time will soon mend if you will let God have His way.
N.J. Hiebert - 5634  

An evening walk...

The night before the super moon in August we took an evening walk. No mosquitoes in Toronto! !!!

...come...!!

“Be of good cheer.”
“Greatly desiring to see thee.” (2 Timothy 1:4)
"Do thy diligence to come shortly unto me.” (2 Timothy 4:9)
“Do Thy diligence to come before winter.” (2 Timothy 4:21)

Is there anyone you should visit today? How Paul wanted to see Timothy. He craved the kindness of a real friend, someone who also loved the Saviour, to share the burden of loneliness, to care. On the other hand, perhaps Paul knew how this visit would cheer Timothy, “Being mindful of his tears” (2 Timothy 1:4). The benefits of visitation are felt just as much or more by the visitor than the visited. (R.M.B.)

"Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter,
Feelings lie buried that grace can restore;
Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness,
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more."
(Fanny J. Crosby) N.J. Hiebert - 5540

Me grandkids!

Ten days!

Two weeks!