The Journey

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

The First Fall

As I sit by the window of the Tea Shop by my now Alma Mater
 I glance quickly at my surroundings
 Everyone sipping on tasty residues of dried up flower, leaf, or even fruit or whatever it may be

I choose a root
 Ginger
 As I sip the hot beverage
 I immediately feel the heat going down my throat

I look out the window
 Another story is being told

My attention shifts

My eyes catches a feather-like item stuck on the glass window
 Frost
 I look further past the window and
 I witness my first Montreal snow fall of the season
 The pavement is glistening
 Each snowflake
 Falls on the ground
 Slowly creating a fluffy layer
 I can see the wind blowing
 As the trees bellow back and forth

My attention shifts back

Inside
 My earphones in each ear
 My computer open
 Many windows, programs running
 I am in the middle of a Skype planning with Ottawa
 I am reminded of
 Where my heart first experienced mission
 Where The Lord is constantly reminding me to

"Be on your guard,
 Stand firm in the faith
 Be courageous
 Be strong
 Do all things with
 Love"

Where every preceding experience, journey and challenge has brought me
 Here
 At this very moment

At a Tea Shop
 Sipping some tea
 Looking out
 And watching
 The first fall
 With all the anxieties, challenges, and fears that come with the first fall
 But also the beauty of it
 Seeing it happen before my very eyes
 Allows me to either continue watching it fall
 or
 Jump in to experience it.

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Friday, November 29, 2013

Getting Up

As I sit on a wooden bench at the bus station
 I notice the
 Layers of snow glistening from the first fall last Tuesday

I am mesmerized by the idea that every layer of the icy white dust
 Becomes no longer a layer but a part of the snow bed

Ottawa
 Is where I am heading
 Bundled with layers I was told to wear

The bus parks infront of the station
 I grab my bags
 And head toward the steps
 Of the rectangular, logged shaped vehicle with windows
 That I will be travelling in
 Every step brings me closer to the reality that awaits me

To the Heart

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Saturday, November 30, 2013

The Stand

I stand in front of new and old faces
 Leaders,
 So young...but have been there for years
 Leaders,
 New...but filled with so much excitement and hope
 Both groups present
 Clinging on to the passion and goals of the following year

I am inspired
 By the tulips

 As I bask in the presence of each tulip
 I recognize the uniqueness, the vibrance, and the essence
 That each one brings
 Tulips are said to symbolize
 A perfect, true, and passionate love
 For the Lord
 Has called me to be present
 And to be reminded that
 This is the love that I should seek
 Which is in Him

Small Area
 Big Heart

This is where the Lord has placed me in the past year and a half
 He has placed me
 In the HEART
 Of our most beautiful country
 Ottawa

The Spirit is Strong

Is moving
 Is growing
 Is blooming

As I left the Year Planning
 As I left Ottawa
 All I prayed was
 "The HEART...please keep beating"

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Sunday, December 1, 2013

Home

Sunday morning I left Ottawa
 Heading back to Montreal
 Hoping to catch the last bit of our Year Planning

As I walked slowly to the bus
 I couldn't believe what I witnessed just a few hours ago
 Though, they may not know
 But THE HEART (Ottawa) has played a huge part in my journey
 And will always do

As I walked up
 Each step bringing me closer to the reality that awaits me

I take a seat near the window
 Immediately as I sat down
 I looked out
 And saw
 Snow falling from the sky
 So beautifully,
 So calmly, and
 So timely.

I thought to myself
 Each layer matters in the present bed of snow
 Now, there will a new coat of snow
 Once I reach Montreal

2 hours later
 As I stepped out of the bus
 I had the luxury to soak my boots
 Onto the fresh layer of snow

As I walked,
 I looked back and noticed imprints
 My footprints following me in the snow
 I smiled

I reached the venue of the Montreal Year Planning
 I was standing at the door
 Hoping to get there in time
 I heard music playing & hands clapping
 It could only mean one thing

Tita opened the door for me
 Gave me a hug and said
 "You're just in time"
 I was in awe of how perfectly the Lord works

I stepped into the room
 Surrounded by music

My heart melted
 This was my home for 13 years
 Overwhelmed with everything
 The Lord reminded me that

This is the same Spirit
 The same Spirit I witnessed in Ottawa
 The same Spirit I experience at every Conference
 The same Spirit I felt 13 years ago at my first camp
 The same Spirit the people felt more than 2000 years ago

The Spirit is Strong

The mission continues,
 Physically present or not

I am comforted by the words of our God
 And so I sing
 Amongst the brothers & sisters that I love...
 In worship.

Amen :)