Gina
At ease in my home
Who’s Gina?
Gray-haired, grandmotherly and earthy would best describe me. I am indeed all of these, and have honestly earned each descriptor. I have been married for many years to my best friend-we walk and talk together, we share work and play and we laugh, cry and pray together. In fact, prayer is the glue that binds us.
Life’s too short to get hung up on little things. We enjoy our grandkids. We get a bang out of renovating the old homestead. We’ve started travelling in our little Taylor Coach, exploring this beautiful land of ours. There are many hills to climb, countless lakes to paddle and myriads of trails to explore. We’ve seen sunsets on the east coast and the west. We’ve biked down the beginning of the Heritage Trail in PEI, slapped mosquitoes in northern Ontario. We’ve rinsed our feet in the Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Pacific, seen beautiful falls, magnificent, coloured rock faces, miles of prairies, and ancient little men bowing and nodding as they pull the oil out of the ground. We love to sit where we can hear the waves on the Great Lakes shores.
I get a kick out of so many things. I love to garden, knit, read, and sew. I love to be outdoors until the bugs drive me inside. I love to feel the sun on my face, hear the snow whispering to the ground in the silent forest and waves lapping or crashing on the shore. I love to see the icing sugar coating on wintry trees. Life has so much to offer.
But what do I do in my spare time? Well, I supply teach, I take distance writing courses, on-line Lay Ministry courses. I take a monthly turn at leading the Sunday morning worship service and try to be as involved as possible in my church, helping to lead our weekly Bible study. And I write. At first, I wrote a little, now, I can’t sleep because there are so many ideas whirling, begging to be set on paper. Some days my pencil can’t write fast enough to get the ideas down, other days I just can’t seem to get the words out. I haven’t been published yet, but that will come. I’ll have to live to be three hundred years old to accomplish all the things I want to do yet.
What’s the dumbest thing I ever did? Well, I think in recent time it would be the day I was looking at the ‘out’ door at Tim Horton’s and crashed face first into the sparkling clean window beside the inner exit! That was pretty dumb.
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Well, the next time I am up I sure won’t send you to Tim’s to get me a coffee..I want my coffee in the cup not on the floor …….Love yah
Your site looks great !!!!
Just had a chance to go through your site ~ and so far, so good.
Thanks for sharing yourself with others. Here’s to the next “John-boy Walton” ~ from one of our favourite families ( watch them together as a family every Friday evening).
Hi Gina. We have known you for a long time but never realized the potential writer in you. Way to go, girl!!! Looking forward to seeing more from you.
LOVE that photo of you! GREAT website!! Wel done!
GREAT website. Love that photo of you. Well done!
Prachtige teksten en hoopvolle positieve woorden.
Heel fijn om te lezen.
Wij delen veel in interesses, ga zo door!
Een dikke knuffel,
van je nicht uit Holland.
Het waren prachtige dagen, toen jullie hier waren!
Gina,
Its so good to ’see’you! Your face shines the love of God.
I was sitting on a heating pad in Florida a little while ago. Florida and heating pads, now those are words that are hard to put down usually in one sentance?!
With the rain pounding against the window pane and the strong winds whisling through the palm trees, I listend quietly through two c.d.’s. Two sermons by two different ministers,in two countries. It dawned on me that a third speaker had been talking about the same theme on line in Canada before I came to house/teen sit for my friend. Okay Lord,I kinda got your point during the second time that I needed to listen up, but three times- isn’t that just over kill?
By the time I had finished the c.d. tears were streaming down my face, in place of the rain outside that had finally let up. The warmth in my heart had replaced the need for the heating pad.
Later, as a woman from the neighborhood came by briefly for a cup of coffee and to say hallo; she launched into her story about her week. As suddenly as she had started she stopped and looked at me.
“Ramona, how as your week been? You look so at peace. Your face is shining!”
Oh how I wanted to hug her, to laugh outloud and lift up my hands in praise?!
Throughout the c.d’s and sermons my prayer was: “O Lord, may not only my words,actions, but my entire life in all that I do, be a Godly reflection of YOU. Just like that experience of Moses that when he came down from the mountain after his time with His LORD, he had to where a veil.
I have a long way to go yet to get there. But my friends words were so perfectly timed. So I’ll keep trucking along and praising Him
Say hallo to the family Gina, and tell them Corbin’s Auntie is praying.
thanks for this great post wow… it’s very wonderful