22 Oct

No One Of Them Was Like The Other

Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, is not a person to worry about details. I told him repeatedly that we were going to Ontario to attend a wedding in the wife’s family. I made it clear we would be gone seven days, but it was all lost on him. He called three times last week and was huffy that we didn’t answer the phone. My old neighbor informed me that I could have, at least, left a cell phone number that he could have reached me at during the time I was away. I told him that it proves that only when you are away do people want to contact you.

I told Ed it was his turn to hear about my grandchildren for a change, as we had a family reunion in Ontario where all the grandchildren were present but one. We had the whole age range from kindergarten to high school. Not one of them was like the other, and they had a great time together, while the adults were quite nice to each other, since it was only for a couple of days.


8 Oct

You Should Pray Persistently, Don’t Be Lax!

When Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, called yesterday I told him that we had suffered a power outage at our end of the Fraser Valley. It sure was quiet at our house, no television, no internet for the computer. It was a toss-up between talking with the wife or reading. Most stores and businesses closed while the power outage lasted. I had planned to pick up a prescription and go to the bank. There was no point in persisting in my plans. I put them on hold.

Ed was quick to point out to me that two hours of quiet time could have been used to pray and read my Bible. He asked if I had already done both before the power outage. I was truthful and told him that I had not done either before the power outage. My old neighbor sure took the opportunity to question me. “Have you become lax in your Bible Reading and prayers,” he demanded accusingly. When I replied, “Not really.” He was quick to say that it did not sound like it. He reminded me that he was faithfully combining and supplying grain to feed the nation so that surely I could be providing prayers for others if I did not need them for myself. As one who does not attend church and seldom prays, Ed sure was enjoying himself at my expense. He asked if he needed to come to BC to check on me, or if he could trust me to be more steadfast in prayers. I told him that he could trust me.


27 Sep

Don’t Get Paralyzed By The Good, the Bad, And The Ugly

Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, has a saying that no one gets any farther in life than the good, the bad, and the ugly. For farmers, if the harvest is good, the price of grain may be bad, or just plain ugly. My old neighbor has a philosophy that when things are bad or ugly, no one can agree on the good to be done to change the situation. Life is about not getting paralyzed by the big three. When folks see things as going well, they tend to spend more than needful. They get stuck in feeling active and willing to enjoy life more freely. Before they know it, they are stuck with bills and payments that are not only bad but at ugly interest rates. According to Ed, life is always sliding from the good, to the bad and the ugly, but the secret is not to stay stuck in anyone of them, just like in the western movies. Where things always go from the good, to the bad, to the ugly, and start over at the good again. In life just go with the flow and don’t try to stand still in the past.

Ed claims that people who dwell on the past get incapacitated by it no matter how it played out as the best or the worst of times. There is no point on talking endlessly about, the good or bad, old days for they are gone. They have no reality except in our minds. We need to walk away from the past for if we don’t go on, we will get stuck in living there while wasting the present. Good memories may be enjoyable occasionally, but today is all we have, as yesterday is gone, and tomorrow will always be beyond us. We will always be living one day at a time, always right now, today, as all we have.

Long Time

27 Sep

It Could Take A Long Time To Get Better

Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, has been curling since he was twelve years old. Curling is now like second nature to him. His actions in the sport are automatic in their execution. He does not need lots of concentration when curling his rocks where his skip directs. My old neighbor, cannot believe that I am so slow in learning to curl.

How I can still be sending my curling rock through the house and out the back door is a mystery to him. I have more than enough rocks that also fissile before the hog line. Ed expects that I should have the difference between too little and too much weight in my curling shots eliminated by now. I told him that it would be some time before my curling improves. “Perhaps a long time,” he offered. 


18 Sep

Curling Is More Of A Luxury Than A Necessity, But Worth Doing

Sometimes we lose track of friends. Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, has been focused on his harvest, and I have been involved with some extra activities myself. When we did talk yesterday, he was amazed that I was doing another week of curling lessons. I told him I was in the Fifty-five-and-older group where we are slow to learn and quick to forget. I am not certain if I will try weekly league curling this year or not. I need to consider the cost of the equipment and the cost of curling for the year.

I told Ed that Curling must be seen as a luxury rather than a necessity. Our fixed income won’t stretch for too many unnecessary extras. My old neighbor said curling is worth doing so I should do it and when we run short of grocery money, I could go to a Food Bank as long as Chilliwack has one. I told Ed that going to the food bank would be cheating, taking food from folks that truly need it. I struggle to keep straight the difference between what I need and what I want. The poor are struggling to survive.


18 Sep

If It’s Free, It Isn’t Worth Much

Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, phoned last week with the sudden news he was going to be visiting us in two days. We were pretty excited and straightened up the condo for his visit. Ed was to arrive late afternoon last Friday. We told him that we would go out to eat supper after he arrived. Friday came and went with no visit from Ed.

As it turned out, Ed had been at Edmonton visiting his daughter, and he was offered a free ride to Chilliwack with his son-in-law who was traveling to Mission BC. That was why he called us. Before they could get away the next day, the son-in-law got called to work because of an emergency which ended his travel plans. Ed went home to Saskatchewan and forgot to tell us he wasn’t coming here as he indicated. My old neighbor said that his offer of a free ride to visit us turned out to be empty words. He also said that usually if something is yours for free, it isn’t worth much.