Weddings are always moving, especially when it comes to one of the children of our assembly who became an adult. The setting makes you dream and the promises are touching. Jesus has given us many promises and we should make them the subject of our dreams.
The seasons of life do not always bring joy.
But joy makes us kind. Persecution makes us strong.
Sadness makes us human. Failure makes us humble.
Success makes us grow, but only God can make us continue. Unknown author
We had another successful season with the South Porcupine and Timmins team in Ontario.
The bridge which connects the church to the twelve classes has finally been made. Bill, Norm and Louis have been working on.
The gray cement columns of the chapel were changed into bright colors.
Rachel, the artist.
Kathy and Dylan helped as well as Bob & Janice, Megan and Norma.
Pastor Alain Trépanier installed the plumbing for our future guest house.
A tiler fixes the tiles of the school’s washrooms. A great innovation if you compare the photos taken before and after.
The Passion of Christ played by our youth.
The blessings of the Seraphim of the Lord Choir on Good Friday.
Call for retirees
There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn to not judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.
When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said no–it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed, he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but one season in the tree’s life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are–and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life–can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it’s winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall. Don’t let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.
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Michel & Louise