My time in silence

A tree in Lethbridge. I wish that I brought my camera so I could show some pictures from Abbotsford. Anyways.

I went to the MARK centre for a 3 day silent retreat with some women that I admire and deeply respect...Eden Jersak, Evy Klassen, Bindu Oommen, Cathy Hardy, Lorie Martin...To name a few. It was a time I can't express in words...How could I? I spent 3 days listening to the stillness and wonderings and love through my heart's eyes and ears. And some things spoken were much much too precious to post.

I feel like my soil is rich, moist, deep, thick and full of nutrients. I feel like my roots have drunk deep deep into that goodness. I know that my tree (me) is growing from a strength that comes from within and isn't striving.

A Prayer to the Potter

Dear Potter,

The lump of clay that I am

Keeps crying for some form day by day

I yearn for you to mold me

This is a trust song, Lord

I am in your hands like clay

I am ready to be transformed;

I expect

To be molded

I expect

To be beautiful

I expect

To be loved

And if by chance someone should drop me as some of your apprentices do

I expect

To be hurt

I'm just trying to say

I have surrendered to your dream for me

I am in your hands

Like Clay

- Macrina W.

Jesus Christ- the name that saves!!

I had a dream last night. One of my youth was making a speech when another kid was pulled out of the area by a dark "Thing". People assumed that it was a person; someone among us. I got the sense that it was a demon. Everyone began to search for it- Tim Wintonuw, my friend Robyn, Pastor Harold..random people from my life. They were all searching for a person. Me and David were holding on to some wires from a computer or machine, just because being in that place was scary. Suddenly everyone in the room started to come at the wires we were holding, like zombies with their expressions blank, moaning really low. They grabbed the wires and started to eat them. Inside their mouths was a darkness. I knew that was the demon. As you ate the wires it clogged your mouth so you couldn't speak or breathe. I closed my mouth tight because I didn't want to eat the wires, and then I suddenly started shouting, "Jesus Christ" "Jesus Christ" and my mouth was open and I could speak clearly, let go of the wires and I started to shout to everyone, "SAY JESUS' NAME! JESUS CHRIST!" I continued doing this until everyone in that room had been free from the wire eating demon, then ran to another room. "Jesus Christ! Jesus Christ!" I said it over and over and over again, it was all I could say. Once everyone was free, they started to go about as normal, but I couldn't stop saying "Jesus Christ!" to everyone, even people I usually would care about what they thought. I was filled with so so so much joy that I couldn't stop. Everytime I said His name I'd fly up into the sky a little bit. It was like the name "Jesus Christ" just needed to be spoken out- that if people would only hear the name of Jesus they could be saved!!
I'm starting to meditate on the Jesus prayer, "Jesus Christ Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner" in my daily life...We really don't know the full power His name holds!!!

Thank you Jesus for such an amazing dream!!!