A Note to the Pastor

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  • Thursday, September 16, 2010

  • by Linda Rempel  

                                                                                                            
    HMMMMMM.... thought I would blog my letter to Tom the other day... a spontaneous email while cleaning my filthy van... if Tom and I ever had words it was over these things.... just shows an old dog can learn new tricks.... :-)

    As one who knows you better than anyone but God, I wanted to say that what I have seen in the last few years is a man who has learned that a footprint on the dash of the van or a scratch in the plastic is a sign that your grandaughters were picked up with their backpacks after school, and that smoothie splashed on the seats means that Nu Vibe was bought for them and they drank it while telling things to you that they won't tell their parents...

    The Road Not Traveled...

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  • Wednesday, September 1, 2010
  • by Linda Rempel


    So this is the deal... I have been thinking a lot about the "paths" of my life and how decisions about moving... jobs... discipline... rules... eating... not eating... have affected my life...

    My Mother lives with us... She is a multi talented self taught woman who is an artistic beyond belief... poetic... journaling ... thinking woman... and brought with her to my house all her books of poetry
    one of them being the title of this blog....
    Most of my life has been wished away as I have told you before and full of decisions to make... some of them life changing... some of them life threatening... some of them... irreversible...