PART TEN – The Issues of Life

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wHaT tHe LoRd HaS dOnE wItH mE; Part I, Page 21
Page 21 PART ONE – Darkness to Light (cont.) Particle – Deceptive Appearances Henry and Jack decided they wanted a camp in the woods east of Prince Albert, around Choiceland, and called for volunteers for tree felling and woodcutting to build a log structure. Several of us offered to go. Five or so of us arrived to do the work of trimming large spruce trees by axe. Robert Cannon lent us his new tent trailer, and the church provided food supplies. Robert was returning to the city, while the rest of us would remain for the week. We immediately began work. I was in decent shape, though I did not look like it. I was smaller and leaner than average, but I was at my age level in the Royal Canadian Air Force 5BX exercise program (top of Chart 4). One of the fellows, Gary Bergen, was somewhat muscular, having done some bodybuilding, but he soon ran out of stamina after only a couple of hours, while the rest of us kept going. Gary sat more than worked. I got annoyed and started scolding him for not doing his share. He remained silent and looked rather strangely at me when I got after him. Jack Connor later told me Gary had boasted days before to everyone that I would not last a day in the bush. He was quite critical, I was told, of my capabilities as a potential woodcutter. I had known absolutely nothing of this. In light of these circumstances wherein I was getting after Gary, Jack marveled and exclaimed, “You mean you didn't know?” I said I had no idea. He had a good laugh ...
wHaT tHe LoRd HaS dOnE wItH mE; Part I, Page 22
Page 22 PART ONE – Darkness to Light (cont.) Particle - Open Confessions Not Always Wise I confessed a critical attitude to several. While some accepted my confession and apology graciously, I saw the countenance and attitude change with others, Henry included. I saw resentment that was not there before my confession. Les Nelson was another person I remember having a changed countenance toward me immediately, from friendliness to resentment. I don't think it necessarily wise to confess secret sins to others. Confess to God, repent, and go from there. Nevertheless, those confessed to are all tried, aren't they? Will they forgive and love, as they ought, or is theirs a vain profession of faith? Particle - The Call of Consecration God was calling me up higher. It occurred to me that everyone wanted God for a friend, always needing, wanting, and asking Him for something. How many prayers are simply selfish requests and focused, not on God, but on self! But it occurred to me that God wanted friends. Abraham was known as the friend of God. I concluded that I also wanted to be God's friend, seeking Him and being here for His sake, and not my own. Some Scriptures were sinking deep into my soul, finding permanent residence: “I beseech you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God to present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, pleasing to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, in order...
wHaT tHe LoRd HaS dOnE wItH mE; Part VIII, Page 12
Page 12 PART EIGHT – Day 888 to Victory (cont.) Particle – Halting in Obedience Jonathan had spoken the Word of the Lord to me, saying that I needed to send Sean away, and I wasn't obeying. Another ewe was having difficulty lambing, and there was division as to what needed to be done. Marilyn determined that others weren't taking responsibility so she decided to do so, although Sean's vote was to get a vet. She decided not to call the vet, but to try and deal with the situation themselves, with neighbor Rose Slingerland's help (the Slingerlands had experience with sheep). Marilyn decided to use labor-inducing drugs, which was contrary to our philosophy of organic and natural management. Lois called me to inform me of what happened. Triplets were involved. The first lamb that came died, and the next two were desperately tangled in the mother. We lost the lambs and the ewe. Lois also talked about our whole situation. I had always viewed these tragedies as reflections and results of a lack in relationship to God. I wasn't speaking what I needed to speak. I wasn't making the move to evict Sean, afraid that the farm might fall apart if he left, seeing that he was controlling everything and that Marilyn was helping while he was there. I believed she wouldn't tolerate kicking him out and would therefore leave with him or wash her hands of any responsibility towards the farm. Besides, she might take Jonathan with her if she left. I was holding back obedience to God, prese...

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