Have you ever checked out some online cams? Some are pretty neat - of places where most people would never visit, of animals that most of us would never see (except in a zoo perhaps!), but CORN CAM? Check this link out - and watch the corn grow! http://www.iowafarmertoday.com/corn_cam/
Gives new meaning to boredom!
Canadian Cams:
Kingston, Ontario
http://www.cityofkingston.ca/cityhall/webcam.asp
Parry Sound, Ontario
http://www.parrysound.com/webcam2.php
Sudbury, Ontario
http://www.cjtk.com/webcams.asp
Toronto, Ontario LIVE webcam
http://www.rctccorp.com/webcam.html
Sharbot Lake, Ontario webcam
http://www.centralfrontenac.com/yc/township/departments/it/www/webcam/
Lake Simcoe Area webcam
http://72.142.30.52:8080/
Sarnia, Ontario webcam
http://www.mnsi.net/~jhlavac/#SARNIA
Port Burwell, Ontario Pier webcam
http://deepsecretfishing.com/harbourcam.htm
Ontario ski resorts
http://www.skiontario.com/ski_cams.htm
The Peace Bridge cam
http://www.map-online.it/webcam/mondo/quebec.htm
Ottawa, Ontario cams
http://webcam.city.ottawa.on.ca/trafficvideo/list_en.htm
Hamilton, Ontario cam (coming soon...)
http://members.tripod.com/~HamCam/
Other Canadian cams ( http://www.mnsi.net/~jhlavac/canadacams/#Ontario )
Banff, Alberta cam
http://www.banffgondola.com/live_cam.asp
British Columbia webcams
http://www.bigwavedave.ca/webcams.php
Halifax, Nova Scotia webcam
http://www.halifaxwebcam.ca/live/
Champlain Lake, Quebec
http://www.immigrer.com/webcam/
Fredericton, New Brunswick webcam
http://www.fred-ezone.ca/webcams/
Other cams:
National Geographic Wildcam - Botswana (this is a favourite!)
http://www9.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/wildcamafrica/index.html
Kwa Maritane Cam, Eagle Cam, Osprey Cam, Polar Bear Migration Cam, Lightening Cam
http://www.wildcam.com/
Venice Beach Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
Times Square Cams
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
San Francisco Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
South Padre Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
Capitol (Washington) Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
Trafalgar Square Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
Moscow Cam
http://www.earthcam.com/usa/utah/saltlakecity/
Enjoy!
Monday, August 28, 2006
What a Friend We Have in Jesus
Yesterday was Sunday and as usual, we went to church. I was feeling a little melancholy - I always feel this way at the end of summer. (I absolutely love fall, but I have to first mourn the passage of summer - get into the transition into fall - and then I embrace fall.) The clang of tent poles (those old tents with the strong poles...) meaning "pack up - the summer is over!"... back-to-school stuff everywhere... flowers looking bleak... leaves turning colour... cooler nights... all those things that I wanted to get done during summer but didn't get done... back to routine ... back to busyness...
Anyway, back to church...we were just beginning our pre-service hymns (we sing two) and I glanced behind me - and there I saw Miriam being wheeled into church!!! Wow! I choked up. This was the first time that I'd seen her since before the accident. For some reason I really looked at her on the Sunday before the accident and noticed how pretty she looked. She had an ivory blouse on and it looked really pretty on her - I never considered how things might change for her and our church family during the week that followed...(see July 2006 'Please Pray for Miriam & Friends'.) Anyway, the organ & piano were playing the hymn intro and I glanced down & began to sing..."What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!! What a privilege to carry, EVERYTHING TO GOD IN PRAYER!' Wow!! How true! That's where I lost it. Not tears of sadness - but happiness. It's comfort. It's gratefulness. My unworthiness. His amazing gift. His amazing love. It's knowing without a shadow of a doubt that there are no accidents, only divine appointments!! And knowing, again without a shadow of a doubt, that God's hand is in every part of our lives and that HE IS IN CONTROL! What a comfort that is! I often wonder how non-Christians deal with life and it's big and little bumps. Without the Lord? Impossible!
Then I read this morning that Kathy (see 'A Short Chapter to Eternal Life') is now at a local hospice. Her health seems to be deteriorating quickly. My heart aches for Kathy's husband and their 12yo daughter. Just aches.
Yet, GOD DOESN'T MAKE ANY MISTAKES! What a comfort that is. That even though the situation looks bleak - the Lord is working His will in Kathy's life. I've already seen Kathy's faith evident in her attitude and life. I'm sure that others have too.
Big and little bumps. Without the Lord? Impossible.
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
~~In His arms He'll take and shield thee, thou wilt find a solace there.~~
(Joseph Scriven, 1820-1866)
Anyway, back to church...we were just beginning our pre-service hymns (we sing two) and I glanced behind me - and there I saw Miriam being wheeled into church!!! Wow! I choked up. This was the first time that I'd seen her since before the accident. For some reason I really looked at her on the Sunday before the accident and noticed how pretty she looked. She had an ivory blouse on and it looked really pretty on her - I never considered how things might change for her and our church family during the week that followed...(see July 2006 'Please Pray for Miriam & Friends'.) Anyway, the organ & piano were playing the hymn intro and I glanced down & began to sing..."What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!! What a privilege to carry, EVERYTHING TO GOD IN PRAYER!' Wow!! How true! That's where I lost it. Not tears of sadness - but happiness. It's comfort. It's gratefulness. My unworthiness. His amazing gift. His amazing love. It's knowing without a shadow of a doubt that there are no accidents, only divine appointments!! And knowing, again without a shadow of a doubt, that God's hand is in every part of our lives and that HE IS IN CONTROL! What a comfort that is! I often wonder how non-Christians deal with life and it's big and little bumps. Without the Lord? Impossible!
Then I read this morning that Kathy (see 'A Short Chapter to Eternal Life') is now at a local hospice. Her health seems to be deteriorating quickly. My heart aches for Kathy's husband and their 12yo daughter. Just aches.
Yet, GOD DOESN'T MAKE ANY MISTAKES! What a comfort that is. That even though the situation looks bleak - the Lord is working His will in Kathy's life. I've already seen Kathy's faith evident in her attitude and life. I'm sure that others have too.
Big and little bumps. Without the Lord? Impossible.
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
~~In His arms He'll take and shield thee, thou wilt find a solace there.~~
(Joseph Scriven, 1820-1866)
Monday, August 21, 2006
Blogging & the Christian
This post has been simmering in my mind for a while... I've been Blogging for about 6 months and reading Blogs for much longer than that. At first, reading them felt like I was peering into people's private lives - but then again, they were the ones making everything public so I was not intruding! I enjoyed reading - finding out what friends and acquaintances have been up to - the kind of things that aren't always mentioned when talking to them. Little things mostly. The daily 'grind'. Sometimes I learned what things were bothering them - what they were thinking but not talking about - difficulties they were facing. Enlightening and sometimes a big waste of time.
I read Blogs from people that I didn't know, Blogs written by local people and people far away. Blogs written by young people and older people - some I knew, some I'd never met. Even came across Blogs written in other languages - so I could only enjoy their pictures. And while I've been working on getting the bugs figured out to get our internet filter working - I even came across a terribly BAD blog - one with pornography and other awful things. (Goes to show how dangerous surfing can be without proper eye and mind protection.) Blogs can be used for lots of good (keeping in touch, health updates such as the Miriam Blog, encouragement, recipes, household hints, money management etc.) but also for bad.
There are so many needy people online. I guess they're everywhere in this world - but are more open online. Recently I came across a Blog which mentioned a praise song that I was searching for the words for. The Blog writer was impressed with the song when he heard it - but labeled himself an atheist but he was pondering the stirring inside of him about the words of the song (which was a paraphrase of Psalm 23). This gave me the opportunity to comment on his Blog and encourage him to look to the Lord - who is The Shepherd (another Christian had also commented before my comment!). I have no idea who the Blog writer was - he lives far away from me - yet we connected over a computer & a bunch of wires! I prayed for this guy and told him that I was praying for him. I don't know where it led, if anywhere. But the seeds were planted. Opportunities like this are awesome! Does this ever happen in the shopping mall or grocery store? Rarely. What an opportunity!
But what has really been on my mind is the amount of 'Christians' Blogging but their language and topics aren't much different than the non-Christian. Sure there are the references to a good sermon, a good bible chapter read, a praise song that touched them, prayers needed or prayers given - but I've asked myself that if I wasn't a Christian, would I notice anything different about some Blog writers and those who refer to themselves as Christians? Tough question. You see, I feel that Blogging is a fun thing - but a definite privilege. With privilege comes responsibility. Where else can we share our faith so openly and the reasons for why we are different? Where else can we make these differences known to so many people? Where else can we share the Good News so publicly, and without major ridicule? Sure many Blogs don't get zillions of readers - but who knows? It's a tool that can be used for good or for bad.
Aren't Christians a changed people? If we call ourselves 'Christians' then we are saying that we are a follower of Christ Jesus. Would you say some of the the things that you write - in front of Jesus? Would you still have the same attitude if He were right here (and He is!)? Would you maybe be a little kinder? Would others see your faith more? Would anything be different?
Yes I know that we all use words that we shouldn't - sometimes it is because of naivete and sometimes ignorance. But if we say it, we should know it's meaning or where it came from. Or we should look it up. None of us is perfect - I'm very much included in that category!! But we are still responsible to the Lord and the name 'Christian' for both our words and actions. Serious stuff!
Yes, we can have fun! Yes, we can joke. But is the joke at someone else's expense? Are you ruining - or messing up - with someone else's good name? Are you hurting anyone in your writing? Is it really innocent? What message is it sending to others? What are they learning about YOU? Are you showing respect for those that you don't really like? Those who aren't very nice? To those who are older than you? To non-Christians around you?
The bible speaks very clearly about what we should be involved in and what we shouldn't be involved in. It sets many guidelines and checks. Here is one passage that is a good guideline.
P.S. Funny but the spellcheck here suggests 'flogging' as a replacement word for 'blogging' - hmmmm...
I read Blogs from people that I didn't know, Blogs written by local people and people far away. Blogs written by young people and older people - some I knew, some I'd never met. Even came across Blogs written in other languages - so I could only enjoy their pictures. And while I've been working on getting the bugs figured out to get our internet filter working - I even came across a terribly BAD blog - one with pornography and other awful things. (Goes to show how dangerous surfing can be without proper eye and mind protection.) Blogs can be used for lots of good (keeping in touch, health updates such as the Miriam Blog, encouragement, recipes, household hints, money management etc.) but also for bad.
There are so many needy people online. I guess they're everywhere in this world - but are more open online. Recently I came across a Blog which mentioned a praise song that I was searching for the words for. The Blog writer was impressed with the song when he heard it - but labeled himself an atheist but he was pondering the stirring inside of him about the words of the song (which was a paraphrase of Psalm 23). This gave me the opportunity to comment on his Blog and encourage him to look to the Lord - who is The Shepherd (another Christian had also commented before my comment!). I have no idea who the Blog writer was - he lives far away from me - yet we connected over a computer & a bunch of wires! I prayed for this guy and told him that I was praying for him. I don't know where it led, if anywhere. But the seeds were planted. Opportunities like this are awesome! Does this ever happen in the shopping mall or grocery store? Rarely. What an opportunity!
But what has really been on my mind is the amount of 'Christians' Blogging but their language and topics aren't much different than the non-Christian. Sure there are the references to a good sermon, a good bible chapter read, a praise song that touched them, prayers needed or prayers given - but I've asked myself that if I wasn't a Christian, would I notice anything different about some Blog writers and those who refer to themselves as Christians? Tough question. You see, I feel that Blogging is a fun thing - but a definite privilege. With privilege comes responsibility. Where else can we share our faith so openly and the reasons for why we are different? Where else can we make these differences known to so many people? Where else can we share the Good News so publicly, and without major ridicule? Sure many Blogs don't get zillions of readers - but who knows? It's a tool that can be used for good or for bad.
Aren't Christians a changed people? If we call ourselves 'Christians' then we are saying that we are a follower of Christ Jesus. Would you say some of the the things that you write - in front of Jesus? Would you still have the same attitude if He were right here (and He is!)? Would you maybe be a little kinder? Would others see your faith more? Would anything be different?
Yes I know that we all use words that we shouldn't - sometimes it is because of naivete and sometimes ignorance. But if we say it, we should know it's meaning or where it came from. Or we should look it up. None of us is perfect - I'm very much included in that category!! But we are still responsible to the Lord and the name 'Christian' for both our words and actions. Serious stuff!
Yes, we can have fun! Yes, we can joke. But is the joke at someone else's expense? Are you ruining - or messing up - with someone else's good name? Are you hurting anyone in your writing? Is it really innocent? What message is it sending to others? What are they learning about YOU? Are you showing respect for those that you don't really like? Those who aren't very nice? To those who are older than you? To non-Christians around you?
The bible speaks very clearly about what we should be involved in and what we shouldn't be involved in. It sets many guidelines and checks. Here is one passage that is a good guideline.
Finally brothers, whatever is true,
whatever is noble,
whatever is right,
whatever is pure,
whatever is lovely,
whatever is admirable -
if anything is excellent or praiseworthy -
think about such things.
~Philippians 4:8~
P.S. Funny but the spellcheck here suggests 'flogging' as a replacement word for 'blogging' - hmmmm...
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Together we're 80!
Monday, August 14, 2006
Find us Faithful
by Jon Mohr
II Timothy 4:7-8
II Timothy 4:7-8
FIND US FAITHFUL
~Steve Green~
We're pilgrims on the journey
Of the narrow road
And those who've gone before us line the way
Cheering on the faithful, encouraging the weary
Their lives a stirring testament to God's sustaining grace
Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses
Let us run the race not only for the prize
But as those who've gone before us
Let us leave to those behind us
The heritage of faithfulness passed on through godly lives
Chorus
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
May the fire of our devotion light their way
May the footprints that we leave
Lead them to believe
And the lives we live inspire them to obey
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
After all our hopes and dreams have come and gone
And our children sift though all we've left behind
May the clues that they discover and the memories they uncover
Become the light that leads them to the road we each must find
Repeat Chorus
Our House Guest
A few months before I was born, my dad met a stranger who was new to our small town. From the beginning, dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer, and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to welcome me into the world a few months later.
As I grew up I never questioned his place in our family. In my mind, each member had a special niche. My brother, Bill, five years my senior, was my example. Fran, my younger sister, gave me an opportunity to play 'big brother' and develop the art of teasing. My parents were complementary instructors - mom taught me to love the Word of God, and dad taught me to obey it.
...But the stranger was our storyteller. He could weave the most fascinating tales. Adventures, mysteries and comedies were daily conversations. He could hold our whole family spell-bound for hours each evening.
If I wanted to know about politics, history, or science, he knew it all. He knew about the past, understood the present, and seemingly could predict the future. The pictures he could draw were so life-like that I would often laugh or cry as I watched.
He was like a friend to the whole family. He took Dad, Bill and me to our first major league baseball game. He was always encouraging us to see the movies and he even made arrangements to introduce us to several movie stars.
The strange was an incessant talker. Dad didn't seem to mind, but sometimes mom would quietly get up - while the rest of us were enthralled with one of his stories of faraway places - go to her room, read her bible and pray. I wonder now if she ever prayed that the stranger would leave.
You see, my dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions. But this stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our house - not from us, from our friends, from our adults.
Our longtime visitor, however, used occasional four letter words that burned my ears and made dad squirm. To my knowledge the stranger was never confronted. My dad was a teetotaler who didn't permit alcohol in his home - not even for cooking. But the stranger felt like we needed exposure and enlightened us to the ways of life. He often offered us beer and other alcoholic beverages.
He made cigarettes look tasty, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatent, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing. I know now that the stranger influenced my early concepts of the man-woman relationship.
The stranger began to discuss personal issues and ailments without regard to the tender ears that might be listening or the fact that it was mealtime. Some of the topics caused mom to leave the table! Time after time he opposed the values of my parents. Yet he was seldom rebuked and never asked to leave.
More than thirty years have passed since the stranger moved in the with young family on Morningside Drive. He is not nearly as intriguing to my dad as he was in those early years. But if I were to walk into my parents' den today, you would still see him sitting over in a corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk, and watch him draw pictures.
He never told us his name - we always used his initials: T.V.
"I will walk within my house in the integrity of my heart.
As I grew up I never questioned his place in our family. In my mind, each member had a special niche. My brother, Bill, five years my senior, was my example. Fran, my younger sister, gave me an opportunity to play 'big brother' and develop the art of teasing. My parents were complementary instructors - mom taught me to love the Word of God, and dad taught me to obey it.
...But the stranger was our storyteller. He could weave the most fascinating tales. Adventures, mysteries and comedies were daily conversations. He could hold our whole family spell-bound for hours each evening.
If I wanted to know about politics, history, or science, he knew it all. He knew about the past, understood the present, and seemingly could predict the future. The pictures he could draw were so life-like that I would often laugh or cry as I watched.
He was like a friend to the whole family. He took Dad, Bill and me to our first major league baseball game. He was always encouraging us to see the movies and he even made arrangements to introduce us to several movie stars.
The strange was an incessant talker. Dad didn't seem to mind, but sometimes mom would quietly get up - while the rest of us were enthralled with one of his stories of faraway places - go to her room, read her bible and pray. I wonder now if she ever prayed that the stranger would leave.
You see, my dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions. But this stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our house - not from us, from our friends, from our adults.
Our longtime visitor, however, used occasional four letter words that burned my ears and made dad squirm. To my knowledge the stranger was never confronted. My dad was a teetotaler who didn't permit alcohol in his home - not even for cooking. But the stranger felt like we needed exposure and enlightened us to the ways of life. He often offered us beer and other alcoholic beverages.
He made cigarettes look tasty, cigars manly, and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatent, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing. I know now that the stranger influenced my early concepts of the man-woman relationship.
The stranger began to discuss personal issues and ailments without regard to the tender ears that might be listening or the fact that it was mealtime. Some of the topics caused mom to leave the table! Time after time he opposed the values of my parents. Yet he was seldom rebuked and never asked to leave.
More than thirty years have passed since the stranger moved in the with young family on Morningside Drive. He is not nearly as intriguing to my dad as he was in those early years. But if I were to walk into my parents' den today, you would still see him sitting over in a corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk, and watch him draw pictures.
He never told us his name - we always used his initials: T.V.
~ source unknown ~
"I will walk within my house in the integrity of my heart.
I will set no worthless thing before my eyes;
I hate the work of those who fall away;
it shall not fasten its grip on me."
Psalm 101: 2-3 NASB
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
DOWN MEMORY LANE
August MIRIAM UPDATE
(this was our wedding text - a friend made this picture for us - thought it was appropriate here)
This really struck me as so amazing! Obviously our Lord is not bound by any man-made charts or statistics!
From Rebekah's blog... (Miriam's sister)
things i learned today
when anyone undergoes a severe tramatic experience, they are measured by what's called the "glasgow scale". this scale is measured out of 15--15 being like us...very much alive, and 3 being pretty much dead. miriam was measured at a 4 at the accident scene and later at the hospital. this is how it's broken down...
Glasgow Coma Score
http://www.trauma.org/scores/gos.html
The GCS is scored between 3 and 15, 3 being the worst, and 15 the best. It is composed of three parameters : Best Eye Response, Best Verbal Response, Best Motor Response, as given below :
Best Eye Response. (4)
1. No eye opening.2. Eye opening to pain.3. Eye opening to verbal command.4. Eyes open spontaneously.
Best Verbal Response. (5)1. No verbal response2. Incomprehensible sounds.3. Inappropriate words.4. Confused5. Orientated
Best Motor Response. (6)1. No motor response.2. Extension to pain.3. Flexion to pain.4. Withdrawal from pain.5. Localising pain.6. Obeys Commands.
*Note that the phrase 'GCS of 11' is essentially meaningless, and it is important to break the figure down into its components, such as E3V3M5 = GCS 11.
*A Coma Score of 13 or higher correlates with a mild brain injury, 9 to 12 is a moderate injury and 8 or less a severe brain injury.
Teasdale G., Jennett B., LANCET (ii) 81-83, 1974.
*90% less than or equal to 8 are in coma
*Greater than or equal to 9 not in coma
*8 is the critical score
*Less than or equal to 8 at 6 hours - 50% die
*9-11 = moderate severity*Greater than or equal to 12 = minor injury
*Coma is defined as: (1) not opening eyes, (2) not obeying commands, and (3) not uttering understandable words.
Rebekah's blog link: http://www.blogbybeck.blogspot.com/
~~~
Miriam remembers her family - she remembers names - she remembers her Lord - she can speak - she can stand (which she shouldn't do but did!) - she's healing both inside and out! AMAZING! Please continue to pray for her.
We serve an awesome God!
PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!
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