tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13069661990351545262024-02-19T08:28:16.284-08:00heatherpatonHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.comBlogger81125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-16348536422785178162017-11-27T05:24:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:24:45.727-08:00Exercising Forgiveness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I remember years ago being in a parenting class in the basement of Faith Tabernacle. We had been talking for a few weeks on forgiveness and how to really walk through it successfully. I remember my one friend, Sheryl, she was completely vulnerable and uttered a comment wrapped in a question that really resembled what so many of us struggled with. She said, "I go and pray and when I start to pray my desire is to bless my enemy but it takes everything in me in that instant for me not to start cursing them.” What a profound statement, why? Because we’ve all been there! How many times have we gone to pray and we’ve really really reallllllly wanted to extend forgiveness to someone, but in the same instance our brain is being rattled as it recalls all that this person has done to us!</div>
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So many times I’ve come to the Father and started praying for someone I’ve been struggling with. I’ll ask The Lord to bless them and literally as I pray that, my mind ceases… and I think, “Well, I dont’ want the to be blessed more than I am!” Oh God forgive me, bless them. I pray you would give them the desires of their heart” And the whole time I'm trying to pray, my flesh and my spirit are waring! Really, You have to exercise forgiveness. You have to WORK.. and I mean sometimes you really have to WOOORRRK at forgiving people. They’ll be the same people that will walk all over you. They’ll be the ones that will dismiss your gifts, take advantage of you, slight you and abuse you. Our job is to release it, and to trust God.</div>
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The world tells us pay them back, that they dont’ deserve you, they don’t deserve forgiveness. Forgiveness isn’t saying let’s have coffee once a week and be BFF’s. Forgiveness is releasing them. It’s the art of letting go of unfulfilled expectation. It’s the art of letting go of being wronged. It’s picking up those heavy bags, dropping them off at the foot of the cross and trusting that God will heal all things in due time and take care of what needs to be taken care of. I remember one summer we took our youth to a youth conference in Indiana. The Youth Pastor, <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard-prefer-more-content-show="1" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=843115306&extragetparams=%7B%22fref%22%3A%22mentions%22%7D" href="https://www.facebook.com/pastorgaryosborne?fref=mentions" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;">Gary Osborne</a> was sharing about forgiveness. He was giving an example of how we’ll say we’ve forgiven someone, but when that person does us wrong again, we go over to the filing cabinet, take out the file with their name on it and go over EVERYTHING they’ve done and every wrong they’ve made against us! How many times have we said, “You’re forgiven!” Only to be wronged again! We march right over to that filing cabinet, yank our their file and throw it in their face. I’m telling you, I am SOOO thankful that when I do a bonehead thing the Lord doesn’t march over to the filing cabinet and pull out my file! I’m thankful that He’s gracious to forgive and cleanse me from all unrighteousness!</div>
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The Psalms say, "As far as the east is from the west that’s how far our transgressions are from Him.”</div>
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So when I start to feel justified, when I start to feel entitled, when I want to pin someone to the wall, I pray, "God remind me what I’ve been forgiven of! Remind me of how clean you’ve made my slate!" When Jamie was young in his faith, he prayed for the Father’s Heart. A heart of love and compassion, a heart of forgiveness, he prayed for an unoffendable heart” and wow, He has been a great encouragement in this for me. There are many people who have done us wrong, many who have walked out, many who have slighted, many who have abandoned, many who have hurt us/me. But we continually pray for God’s best over them, honestly that’s the best medicine. It’s the best advice. It sounds CRAZYYYYY!! Especially because some wrongs are deep. Some leave DEEP DEEP wounds in our lives. Some leave holes and scars. Sometimes we are left with other peoples messes. They come into our life, leave it it shambles, they dust their hands off, move on and leave us struggling to pick up the pieces. Those are the hard ones. Those are the ones we have to pray and ask God to guard our hearts and we HAVE to call our thoughts to attention. Pray. Trust God as the great judge, and not in a way that says, “GO GET EM” GOD!” But God, give me the grace to be able to walk through this with a clean heart, a clean mind and pure motives. There are some who have done things to hurt us and they have absolutely no idea they have. Release it. Look at it through a clean lens. Take off the offended glasses, cast off previous hurts and rejection so you can assess the situation properly. So many have years and years of hurt, of unforgiveness, rejection, and bitterness pent up that even the tiniest of situations can offend them. Ask the Lord to heal your heart and mind, or your wounds WILL go deeper, and deeper and deeper. When you ask Him to heal you, you know what? He will!</div>
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I remember one day I was driving to a women’s group. I remember on the way there thinking of these ladies and all the crazy lives they’ve had. Some women have been abused, abandoned, trafficked, addicted, divorced, widowed, etc… as I was sitting at the intersection of Huron and Clark, I started weeping feeling completely inadequate. I remember crying out to God, “Why did you choose me to minister to these women? WHY? How do I tell them to move on? How do I tell them to forgive and let go? God I can’t even relate to them, why me?! I am completely unqualified to do this! And just like that a WAVE hit me, and I mean HIT ME HARD! Holy Spirit started FLASHING situations I'd gone through in my life, that I had come through and COMPLETELY forgotten about. I mean completely! At that moment I needed windshield wipers for my eyeballs because I was out of control. My God, had literally healed my heart from some really, really dark times. Dark times as a teen mom, dark times in my marriage, dark times of abandonment, dark times of failures, dark times of rejection. I was the perfect one to minister to this group! Now it was GAME ON! Oh man, when Holy Spirit lights me up from the inside you better watch out! Game over, the lies have been revealed and the truth was about to be unleashed and these women set free! I have been healed, I have extended forgiveness, I have come out of the fire untouched and unscorched, come on people just like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, I had no SMELL OF FIRE on my clothing!! If you could have seen me walk into that Group, it was Game OVER! I had been a testimony! I had gone through some GARBAGGGGE! I had had some people do some terrible things to me, but when I asked, when I contended for their forgiveness, when I went to bat in prayer asking God to bless them and like my friend said at the same time wrestling with not wanting to curse them, God started working!Why? Because I continually went back to the foot of the cross! See forgiveness doesn’t help the one whose offended or hurt you, forgiveness helps you! It takes your hard heart and softens it again. It will clear your thought life, it will allow you to think on people and really hope for the best for them. You WILL have to FIGHT for forgiveness and fighting is messy. Fighting is painful, but when you come out on top, it will be worth it! Blame comes natural for us. But when we learn to step up to the plate, when we learn to take ownership of our own thoughts and heart and release forgiveness, we WIN, EVERY SINGLE TIME!</div>
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If God before us, who can be against us!</div>
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John Bevere said it best, “Those who can’t forgive, have forgotten what they’ve been forgiven of.’</div>
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No matter how hard, no matter how bad, God can literally renew your mind. God can heal your heart. God can heal your thought patterns, how do I know? Because He’s done it for me!</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-3892959870898575592017-11-27T05:24:00.000-08:002017-11-27T05:24:03.191-08:00Let them DREAM!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a0vTa9T3te6ru46XKA2AFvUXKJRNWYppZ6hR_EjsHlszh-koxmjw9gamCKqCI-dXuMoDki8ZaWwPbg5MHufw-TvfLHZwd_-hWlSg-1Ifv3-Xd4-aJryu-ayiL8PPZw2HvHLeO2IGEtwv/s1600/hunt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="758" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a0vTa9T3te6ru46XKA2AFvUXKJRNWYppZ6hR_EjsHlszh-koxmjw9gamCKqCI-dXuMoDki8ZaWwPbg5MHufw-TvfLHZwd_-hWlSg-1Ifv3-Xd4-aJryu-ayiL8PPZw2HvHLeO2IGEtwv/s320/hunt1.jpg" width="252" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This week Hunt was home for the American Thanksgiving, so we rallied the troops and had all the children for dinner a few times this week!! I’ll never forget how fun it is to have all our children around the table. We’re a fairly loud family who all find humour in our own stories. There can be multiple conversations going on at the table at the same time and somehow we can follow them all. I love that we can talk so deep about the things of God and yet laugh until we cry! Hav</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">ing everyone home, even if it’s just brief, does a mama’s heart good! We took him back to the airport tonight and as he walked away Syd took a picture of him heading towards the terminal doors with his skateboard in tow. It took me back to days I’ll never forget. I’ll never forget when he was a little boy, only 8 years old and had a heart to pursue ministry and skateboarding. He started a little company BOTT SKATES and sold T-shirts, stickers, and decks....oh good ol’ BOTTSKATES! <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/f15/1/16/1f49b.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">💛</span></span> He cast the vision to us and we prayed over it and helped him put handles on it.<br />Sometimes in life we feel we’re too young, too old, too in experienced or feel there are others could do it better than us. In those times surround yourself with those who will champion you and help and encourage you to get where God is leading you to be. Find those who will pray, believe, encourage and say the hard things to you!! Surround yourself with those who will help you put handles on your vision, so it goes from a dream to a reality! If you have children and they have desires, do your best to breath on them WHILE NOT trying to live your dreams out through them!!<br />There are those who will try to take over your vision, there are those who will try to sabotage it, annnnddd there are those who will feel threatened when you start walking out what you know you’re called to do. Consider the cost, keep the faith. Walk by faith and not by sight and eventually in His timing allllll of these things WILL come to pass! Trust the process, keep the faith and no matter how young or how old you are GO FOR IT!! <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/5to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159527151680548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">5to40</span></span></a></span></div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-75635511569201342352017-11-27T05:23:00.000-08:002017-11-27T05:23:03.995-08:00God is PERSONAL!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />One thing I will never forget is the day I realized how much God really cares about the little things we care about. I had seen and heard so many people share stories of miracles and testimonies of things God had done in their lives, and then this particular day, something so small but so personal happened to me.</div>
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It was Christmas time and we were living in Midland. We were young parents with young children and we were financially STRAPPED!!<br />There was NO wiggle room in the budget, and for some strange reason I had really, REALLY wanted a poinsettia. When I was buying groceries that week I looked at them and although they weren’t extremely expensive we just didn’t have the money to get one. A couple days later I was talking to Jamie on the phone and said, ‘Do you think we could just buy a poinsettia? I couldn’t explain why I wanted one, but just that I desired to have one in our home for Christmas. He reminded me things were just to tight and as much as he would have loved to, it wasn’t a priority.<br />So, I let it go and didn’t think much more about it. Well, later that afternoon the doorbell rang. As I walked towards the door, I couldn’t identify who was on the other side of the glass as all I saw was this huge object in front of the whomever was standing there. I ran to open the door and I heard a voice say, ‘This is for you’. I signed for what I was assuming was a massive bouquet of flowers, took them from the delivery man, and put it on the floor. As I started to peel back the paper of this super sized gift, I almost fell in the floor. It was a poinsettia PLANT!!! And Not just the little $14.99 ones I’d seen at the grocery store, this plant was at LEAST 3 feet tall!!! I had never EVER seen one this BIG!! It was SO big I wasn’t even sure where we could put it! I called Jamie immediately and said, ‘You’ll NEVER guess what just got delivered?!?!’ I proceeded to tell him a poinsettia!!!!! Annnddd, not just any poinsettia , the biggest one I’d ever seen!!!<br />I was shocked and yet not surprised, I was smiling from ear to ear. This wasn’t just a coincidence, this was God, my Heavenly Father providing a SMALLLL desire of my heart, for no other reason than to show me how much he cares about even the smallest things we care about.<br />Psalm 37:4 Take delight in the LORD, and he will give you your heart's desires.</div>
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God is so personal. These poinsettia’s were on point! He loves us and loves to bless us, not only with things we need but sometimes He goes over the top and blesses us with the things we want.</div>
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I challenge you today to keep a little journal or keep a little log of all of the crazy desires of our heart that are constantly coming to pass. Give thanks for all He is doing, and give thanks for all he’s done! This is just one small testimony that at this time in my life was MASSIVE!! It showed me just how real and personal God could be! Since then, I’ve seen hundreds of examples of how God has continued to do the unimaginable big and little things in our lives just to show us how vast His love is.</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-29082415808153604982017-11-27T05:22:00.001-08:002017-11-27T05:22:28.991-08:00It's about what you GIVE, Not what you GET!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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One thing I’ll always remember.</div>
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Jamie and I had felt the call move to Midland area after being married for just over three years. I had struggled with thinking this could actually be a good thing. Really?! Leaving a town of 400,000 people to go to a hick town of l5,000. Surely this wasn’t God’s leading. We had prayed and wanted it to be completely clear if this where we were to be. Sure enough, we both had received a peace about it in different ways and were now on the move! We packed up our home, left all we knew with our two young children and moved three hours north of our hometown. We purchased a beautiful home in a very small town, Victoria Harbour. The population in the Harbour was just over 1000 people. It was a beautiful town surrounded by Georgian Bay. Compared to city life it felt as though we landed smack dab in the middle of cottage country! It was so peaceful.</div>
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Jamie had taken a job with Kindred, which is what led us on this wild adventure. As this was all taking place we had received a Word that this journey wasn’t about the job, although the job is what would lead us to where we were to be. There were only a couple of churches in Midland to choose from. We had gone to one church that had similar beliefs. It was a smaller church but the people were so sweet, the worship was what we were use to, and the word was great! But there was one MAJOR downfall.....we were surrounded by a sea of grey hair. There were hardly any young families.<br />I remember talking with my Grandmother later that week and sharing with her about how we only saw a couple young families and that was pretty much it. I was 24, Jamie 25 and clearly this wasn’t the greatest place to meet and connect with other families our age. I will never forget my Grandmothers words. She said, ‘It’s not about what you’ll get, it’s about what you can give.’ She said, ‘How many others do you think had come in and out for that same reason?'<br />Her words pierced me. Not in a bad way, but in a good way. How could a church draw younger families, if no younger families were willing to stay? I remember my mentality changed from “We can’t stay here', to "We must stay here!’ Sure enough this is where we planted our feet. I would say this is the place we grew the most dramatically in our faith. We had a super fun Pastor who could PREACH! We had leaders who breathed wisdom, love and encouragement into us. They encouraged our gifts even when they were rough and not yet fully developed. They oozed love, they oozed encouragement and they put a demand on what was inside of us to come out! I will never forget how dramatically our lives were changed in those few short years.</div>
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When we first got to that specific church, we were looking through a selfish lens. We weren’t seeing through the lens of Christ. We originally looked at this carnally and would have missed out on these amazing relationships. Had we not decided to stay we would have missed out on the wisdom that was in this house and wouldn’t have been championed at such a young age. To be honest, up until that time, I really only hung out with people my age. But after being apart of this church, I couldn’t wait for Tuesday night bible study! I LOVED LIFE GROUP! These people with grey hair were a riot! They loved to laugh, they loved life and had so much wisdom to share!! When we left to move back to London years later the little church that once had only a couple families now had MANY young families in it!</div>
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These words have stuck with me in so many different situations since that day. What can I bring? What can I add? How can we serve? I think our churches, jobs, and spheres of influences CAN look RADICALLY different if we would choose to pick up the ‘What can I give’, ‘How can I serve? What can I bring to the Table? attitude instead of the, ‘There’s nothing for me here!” one.</div>
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So I encourage you today, don’t run from situations that don’t offer you something if it’s something you can offer! Step up, throw your hat in the ring and you never know, it could be just the opportunity you’ve been looking for and just the thing others coming behind you need!</div>
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Mark 10:45 For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve others and to give his life as a ransom for many."</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-18555129015323692182017-11-27T05:21:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:21:52.173-08:00Don't Perform, Use Your Gift<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'll always remember the mannnyyyy years we helped with a community outreach program, SPIKE. Week after week we would open up the local elementary school and host well over 100 students. We'd play dodgeball, kings court, volleyball, set up obstacles courses, and SOOOO much more. It was a riot week after week! Some students came hungry, some students came full. Some came with winter clothing, some came with no coats, hats or boots. Some families were well off, some had no idea where their children were. We fell innnn LOOOVE with these kids. Many of them we are still in relationship with today! My dad head up the program, assisted by a team of volunteers. My Papa who was the oldest volunteer by far, came most weeks to help out wherever he could. Each week we would rally the students in the gym before we broke off into the two separate gyms and we'd encourage and challenge them to apply a key characteristic or value to their lives. I remember this one specific night, it was my night to open. Usually this was pretty easy for me, I loved the students and the students loved me! But this one particular night these kids were HYPPPPED UP! I could not get them to focus! Now picture this, I was the youngest volunteer who was a ton of fun to hang out with! I was easy to relate with, not to mention I had the sweetest Jennifer Aniston haircut! I was rocking my high waisted Tommy Hilfiger jeans, and not just any jeans ladies and gentlemen, the one and only PAINTER STYLE Tommy Hilfiger Jeans!!! Even with a cool hairstyle and great clothes I couldn't get these students to calm down. I gave them the old, "I'll stand here all night if I have to, I'll stand here until you're done talking! If you dont' be quiet we're not going to play dodgeball" routine, well, they didn't care! They were tooooo hyped up to care about my empty threats! No matter what I or the other volunteers tried, they would not settle! All of a sudden I remember my Papa, who was monitoring the front door, left his post and came into the gym. He didn't say a word, he just walked past the other volunteers to the edge of the circle. He reached in his pocket, pulled out a $20 bill and in the quietest voice said, 'Can anyone tell me who this is?' INSTANTLY.... silence swept around the circle and the students hands started shooting up. I have NEVER seen anything like it! They COMPLETELY zoned in to what he was saying. He didn't yell or manipulate, he simply stepped up to the plate and walked in his teaching gifting.</div>
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I learned right then and there as a very young leader, that it's now how cool you look, or how young you are that makes you successful. What makes you successful is walking in the sphere you're called to walk in. It's stepping up to the plate and using the gifts He's given you to bring change to the sphere you're operating in. When you walk in what He's called you to, you won't have to jump up and down to try to command everyones attention. You'll simply come as you are, present your gifts and watch the atmosphere around you change.</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-10331282786237012832017-11-27T05:21:00.000-08:002017-11-27T05:21:02.030-08:00Inner Conviction Stands Outer Pressure<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I wanted to do my final 10 countdown, these ones all beginning with I’ll never forget.<br />I’ll never forget growing up I was NEVER allowed to go to the school dances. Ugh, alllll weeeeek long everyone would talk about the upcoming dance and everyone knew I wasn’t allowed to go! Not in grade 6, and not in Grade 7. Now in grade eight I was on the Student Council and since someone from the council had to sell pop and chips at the dance, I was the best candidate because I wouldn’t be missing out on the dance! I was encouraged by my friends Ang and Stacy that this was as good as it was ever going to get!! Never had there been a sales girl as eager as I. I do remember at the end of that dance my friends barged through the doors and said there’s one last dance/contest. They said it’s not even like a dance it’s a snowball dance, kind of like hot potato! Sounds fun! You walk around the circle and when the music stops you find a new partner and then it keeps going and going until there’s two people left! Well, I do remember my neighbour Joey and I won! I know some of you are thinking how do you remember that?! Come on people I’d been pleading with my parents for years to go to one of these dances, now selling pop and chips at one had led me to the Snowball championship dance/not really a dance contest! <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/f57/1/16/1f609.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">😉</span></span>That was as close as I got to any dance for years.</div>
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Skip ahead a few years. Good ol’ Grade 10 semi formal!! Once again I asked my dad if I could go. Can you believe he said ‘YES!?!’ I could NOOOTTTT believe it! Years of asking, and years of hearing NO! But not this time, my good ol’ Dad finally said, ‘Yes!’<br />My girlfriends were just as shocked as I was!! The weekend before a few of my girlfriends took the bus downtown to Galleria Mall and I bought the cutest dress from Mariposa! <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/fbf/1/16/1f62c.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">😬</span></span> I know it’s hard to believe Mariposa would have a good dress but at one time that store was all the rage!!! Friday of the semi formal rolled around, that morning I had laid my dress out before I went to school!<br />The plan was to get ready at home after school and then get dropped off at my girlfriends house. From there her mom was going to drop us all off.<br />I wasss Pumped!! Well, when I got home from school that night my dad called me into the kitchen and told me he needed to talk to me. I did NOOOTTT see it coming! He said, ‘Heather, I don’t feel good about you going tonight, I’m sorry to do this but I’m not going to let you go.’ Screeeeechhhh hauuulllttttt What?! ‘Dad I have everything ready! My dress, my shoes, a ride and what am I going to tell my friends??!! Again he said, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t let you go!’<br />This is the crazy part, I remember it wasn’t a discussion, it was just a gentle statement. I remember going to my room not yelling, not screaming, just trying to figure out what just happened. It didn’t overly shock me in some ways and yet, I was so close. I couldn’t believe he said, ‘no’, even after I’d bought my dress! And of course the first thing I saw when I walked upstairs to my room was the new dress hanging nicely over the end of my bed. I sat on the floor, picked up my see through telephone and called my friends and told them I wouldn’t be coming.</div>
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One thing I’ll never forget is that no matter how much pressure I put on my dad his conviction stood firm. No, I didn’t agree with it then, but looking back at it now, I’m proud of him for sticking with what he felt was best for me, even when it clearly wasn’t the popular thing to do. I look around in society today and so many parents cave to their children’s wants and desires, even when they don’t feel good about it. The children lead and the parents follow, which is completely backwards!! I’m thankful I had a dad that stood firmly by his convictions even when the pressure was on.<br />Parents, there are times we don’t know why something isn’t sitting right, it’s in those moments we can’t allow the amount of pressure our children, their friends, or other parents are putting on us to determine what decision we make.<br />God has given US the awesome responsibility of raising OUR children. He gave them to us, not to the neighbours, not to the vote of popularity, but to us. We are all doing our best to raise our children to be the best they can be.<br />Was the dance an awful place for me to be? We may never know! But I do know I wouldn’t have remembered the dance as much as I remembered the lesson. One thing I’ll always remember is that my Dad’s inner conviction stood the outer pressure. I respected him not because of the decision he made, but that he stood in the face of unpopularity and stood firm.</div>
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Parents, for you it may not be a dance. It may be a friend, social media, television, movies, clothing, cars, whatever!!</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-50076564739527296842017-11-27T05:20:00.001-08:002017-11-27T05:20:14.268-08:00Team Work!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">After an incredible service today, we came home and did two small things around the house. We have been living with no curtains for the last 6 days, so we decided to throw them up tonight, how hard can it be right? We looked at Pinterests ‘New’ DO's and DON'TS of hanging curtains and away we went! Most visuals now say to hang the curtains higher than the top of the window by at least 6 inches to give the illusion of a bigger window. They also say to hang the curtains about 13 inches to the right and left of the windows, so when the curtains are open they won't be blocking the window, preventing sunlight. BOOM!! GOT IT! So up 6 inches and 13 inches to the right and left of the window, done and done! We had the super duper heavy screws and plugs and installed the brackets. Now folks, we are not amateurs, we've been married 19.5 years, we know plugs may make a mess of your wall if you ever have to take them out, but in the meannnnntime they'll hold WHATEVER you need, WHEREVER you need it! This time, we were beating the odds! Most rods are 84 inches across, so when I saw the rods for 120 inches I knew we were golden, this would for SURE cover our main window! Welp, Jamie measured 13 inches to the right and left of the window, screwed the plugs and brackets in just like I’d instructed and then we strung the curtains along the bar before we hung them up as it's MUCH easier to do this on the ground than on a chair on your tippy toes. He pulled the rod up, hung the one end, then he settled the middle portion of the bar on the middle bracket and ever so gently twisted and kept extending the rod inching it towards the other bracket ...and VOILAAAA, just like that the rod was longer.....another Paton Moment in the making!! OH MY WORD. We NEVER once measured the width of the window!!! We NEVER..considered the ROD WOULD BE TO SHORT....WE BOUGHT THE BIGGEST ONE and you know how short it was? 3 inches too short! All of the plugs, the super, duper PLUGS, the life long plugs were now installed and our system was short lived. Could we just have moved the brackets? Yes, while taking half the wall with them. Had we put the hangers even at 10 inches outside of the window width you know what would have happened? IT WOULD HAVE FIT!!!!!!! Jamie stood their with his head hanging down and his hands over his head trying to hold the two separated portions of the rod, while I died laughing, it's like it all happened in slow motion. In the final moment of victory we were once again robbed of our privacy! ha. I laughed so hard I cried. How we did this, pretty simple. WE DIDN'T MEASURE THE MOST IMPORTANT PART, the window itself!! So my encouragement today is not Measure twice, cut once. But Measure twice, and then measure the main thing that ALLL your other measurements are based upon! And more importantly, BE FUN TO LIVE WITH. Learn to laugh at yourself and at others...or with others! But learn to laugh!! Provers 17:22 A cheerful heart is like good medicine. Now I must say, I do not LAUGH at everything. I often have to remind myself to be fun to live with, and to learn to have a cheerful heart! So tomorrow when you get frustrated or agitated, think of us putting these curtains up! 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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">We hosted a leader’s retreat for our team this weekend and I honed in on this, this morning! We’re all unique and have been wired with different skill sets and strengths, embrace them! When you’re leading, befriending or mentoring, learn to find out what makes those in your presence or sphere of influence unique, special and different and encourage them to embrace and run with it! Yes, we know we are created in the likeness of God, we all carry different traits, passions and </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">skills sets and have them in different measures and use them in different ways. Don’t try to force people to become a carbon copy of you! We need to raise true sons and daughters not clones. He needs the uniqueness of what’s inside of them to come out, to add more flavour to our teams! Our desire isn’t to make them more like us, it’s to make them more like Christ! <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/13to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159495949295548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">13to40</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/raisesonsanddaughtersnotclones?source=feed_text&story_id=10159495949295548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">raisesonsanddaughtersnotclones</span></span></a></span><br />
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-47312021044681160862017-11-27T05:14:00.000-08:002017-11-27T05:14:10.476-08:00Get Prepared!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQ40IVWV4F4p9g-_a_4kHC74d3-yxRIu99iN_Rx-jpnDOtfe3IzgkNeMXob5zHiRNzcEyGzYELyEVyDZCfdQPZVIEKZQTSmfGEFgbKJTTe2kgTImhZNKbzhxdbVL8tfdvrt9i__VYE9Lx/s1600/f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQ40IVWV4F4p9g-_a_4kHC74d3-yxRIu99iN_Rx-jpnDOtfe3IzgkNeMXob5zHiRNzcEyGzYELyEVyDZCfdQPZVIEKZQTSmfGEFgbKJTTe2kgTImhZNKbzhxdbVL8tfdvrt9i__VYE9Lx/s320/f.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I love this. We’ve all heard a sermon before, titled, ‘God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.’ Yes, He sure does, BUT in the mean time if you know you’re called to peach or teach, or if you know you’re called to the business world or wherever, get educated and glean NOW!!! We can live by faith, but are told to GET WISDOM. It says in Proverbs 4:7, ‘Get wisdom for it’s the wisest thing you can do!! Soldiers don’t wait until they’re on the frontline to try t</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">o figure out how to load their gun! They prepare NOW for when you go to war. Sons and daughters, what does your heart beat for? What are you called to put your hand to? Find someone who has wisdom, experience and serve them humbly! The bible is laced with scripture on getting wisdom. It’s laced with scriptures on seeking counsel and yet so many ‘Know how to do it.’ Seeking counsel and wisdom from those who have gone before you isn’t so they can stand in your way, it’s so they can help launch and propel you further than they were able to go. Wisdom and counsel allow you to receive nuggets of truth and gold about potential road blocks but also can allow you to receive divine connections!<br />An unteachable Spirit is really unattractive and is seen a mile away. Surround yourself with those mothers and fathers in the faith who will say the hard things that need to be said, but who will also do whatever they can to help prepare and propel you into all God has for you. <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/16to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159482996660548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">16to40</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/glean?source=feed_text&story_id=10159482996660548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">glean</span></span></a><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/getprepared?source=feed_text&story_id=10159482996660548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">getprepared</span></span></a></span></div>
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Honestly, many times I wonder why people are obsessed with posting about how many squats they’re doing? Is it accountability? Attention? For fun? I guess each person has their own reasoning. I see booty’s day in day out while on social media! Then today it happened! Now I must say I was not brave enough to post a photo but I did a pretty amazing squat!! See we are in the midst of a major purge and so I was off to donate a load of goods to the local Mission store. As I got to <span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">the drop off area I helped the guy unload our stuff. I went to grab this one super heavy box and in my head I heard my dad say, ‘Use your legs, not your back!’ Sounded like a great idea!!! I mean, I got innnnn tooo iiiittt! I put my legs shoulder width apart, went to do a deep knee squat with this super heavy box and yepppp, I literally blew the seems right out of my pants. <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/f2c/1/16/1f631.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">😱</span></span> The sound was electric, it sounded nothing short of the sound the ladies at Fabricland make when they snip the end of your material and then rip it end to end by hand!! The bessst part is that this young man was still standing right beside me! I couldn’t even take cover or assess the damage because I was STILLLLL holding the heavy box.... in this split second I was trying to navigate...so I stood tall, STRONG, thinking my sweatshirt has got to cover this?!?! Well it did!! Barely, but it did, until... yep, you guessed it, I had to put the box down!! <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/fc3/1/16/1f926_200d_2640.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">🤦♀️</span></span></span></div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-79024607961570509042017-11-27T05:12:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:12:51.572-08:00Lean Not On Your Own Understanding<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Whether it be furniture, textures, paint, building, and or learning some new tools or techniques I love to try to make things come to life! This last little while Jamie and I have been working on designing a fun little project and although it’s been tiring, it’s been FUN! We have a great team putting their hands on our designs and are bringing them to life!!! While Jamie’s been working I’v</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">e been living in his truck, hauling lumber, picking up lighting, barn board, tile... you name it... the trucks seen it!! I’ve always said my dream vehicle would be a new truck! But for now I drive Jamie’s when he’s at work!! This season of our journey has been an interesting one! It says in Proverbs ‘A man plans his way but The Lord directs his steps.’ Well this morning I was up at 4am. I couldn’t sleep...I had a ton to do today so after laying in bed until 5am I decided it was go time! First, I grabbed my bible and coffee and asked God to speak to me. I opened a newer bible that hadn’t been packed yet, put it on my lap and randomly opened it before turning to where I was reading... AND this one verse LEPT off the page! ‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding!’ This is a verse I know well. learned it at a young, young age. Yesterday, I had shared with our congregation how God speaks to each one of us in and through His word and reveals things to us that we need to hear! His Word is personal, full of wisdom, truth and POWER! Out of the thousands of verses recorded in the bible this timely one spoke to me today, a Rhema Word! It’s what I needed today! God is personal. He knows what we need, when we need it and it causes joy to abound in and through us when He speaks so personally!<br />Today I’m reminded that I am a surrendered life and that He is directing my path! <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/f15/1/16/1f49b.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">💛</span></span> How awesome to know He’s in control?! 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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-40601598919695806002017-11-27T05:10:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:10:54.240-08:00Family Ministry<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Sunday’s are a full day for our family. Jamie was ministering in Michigan so I had the honour of bringing the Word to our house. Jase was up bright and early as he wanted to go on the journey with his dad today to minister. I love that the children love to be a part of our family ministry. It’s not just Jamie’s Ministry and it’s not just my Ministry. When God called us, he called the whole Paton crew. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Tonight I’m thankful for our church, friends and family, and for the love and encouragement they bring to us. I’m thankful they allow us to be the leaders God’s called us to be, and to do the things God’s called us to do! Today, I’m thankful the children love to be part of what God is doing! </span><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/18to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159470650060548" style="background-color: white; color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">18to40</span></span></a></div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-67485995811934248022017-11-27T05:09:00.001-08:002017-11-27T05:09:24.104-08:00Looking more like my Father<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today was quite the day!! It started out full , then midday I was working for my cousin in a super chill environment and then all of a sudden around 3:30pm life just became crazy!! So many things that were out of my control but directly effecting us took place. Of course to add to the hoopla of it all, this was happening during rush hour traffic in North West London. Speaker phone and handsfree would have been ever so lovely if I could skip over using Siri. Honestly I think <span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">she finds enjoyment out of watching me say, ‘Call Jamie.’ and then randomly say something back to me that sounds NOTHIIINNNNGGGG LIKE WHAT I JUST TOLD HER!!! She causes my blood to come to a complete boil in a matter of .0098765 seconds. Yep pretty amazing that a robot can have that kind of effect on you!! (Does anyone ever raise their voice to Siri?)</span></div>
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As I’m typing I’m thinking of a parallel. How many times has God given us instructions and we’ve completely skirted around them responding as if we didn’t hear what He said? I know how frustrated I become when people don’t listen to instruction, counsel or misinterpret what’s been said. When we’ve been given a task and misinterpret it, our ever so Faithful Father speaks the instructions again, and unctions us to go the right way.<br />I desire the gifts of the spirit to be evident in my life.. but even more than that, I desire the FRUIT of the Spirit to be evident in my life. I want to exemplify the character of Christ! The FRUIT of the spirit is different from the GIFTS of the Spirit. I’ve seen some powerful ministers, but if they’re operating with the gifts and there is no evident fruit, I become concerned.</div>
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Galatians 5:22-23 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives. Love, joy, peace, patience’s, self control, goodness, faithfulness.<br />1 Corinthians 13 sums up the importance of the fruit with the gifts.<br />It’s not saying the gifts aren’t vital, it’s simply saying, If you have the gift of Prophecy, if you have faith that can move mountains, if you give all you have to the poor BUT DO NOT have love, you gain nothing!<br />Love is patient, love is kind. <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/f15/1/16/1f49b.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">💛</span></span><br />So I encourage you, ask the Lord to let your character be reflective of His. Cry out and ask him for help. Ask Him to fill you with the fruit of the spirit and that it would be evident to all those who surround you.<br />Galatians 5:25 ‘Since we are living by the Spirit, let us follow the Spirits leading in EVERY part of our life!’<br /><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/21to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159457488685548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">21to40</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/desirethecharacterofchrist?source=feed_text&story_id=10159457488685548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">desirethecharacterofChrist</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/fruitofthespirit?source=feed_text&story_id=10159457488685548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">fruitoftheSpirit</span></span></a></div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-91079091660609210742017-11-27T05:07:00.001-08:002017-11-27T05:07:30.308-08:00If you lead, learn to follow. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-33950442827664104572017-11-27T05:05:00.002-08:002017-11-27T05:05:31.698-08:00Stop Waiting Start Running<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Farmers who wait for perfect weather never plant. If they watch every cloud, they never harvest. Ecclesiastes 11:4</div>
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So many are waiting for the perfect season, the perfect scenario, a bigger pay check, a bigger sphere of influence, the children to be grown, a bigger congregation, a better worship team... come on somebody kick it in high gear and put your hand to the plow! The time is short, the labourers few. Many have opinions and are casting judgement on the Harvest but few<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"> have manure under their fingernails! Get your boots dirty and your hands calloused.</span></div>
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Let’s stop watching every cloud and waiting for perfect weather or the perfect scenario. If we keep making excuses we will be excused. It’s time to RUN with purpose in every single step!! You can do it, all of heaven is cheering you on!!</div>
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Since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us! Hebrews 12:1.<br /><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/24to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159445341425548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">24to40</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/runwithpurpose?source=feed_text&story_id=10159445341425548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">runwithpurpose</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/stopwatchingstartrunning?source=feed_text&story_id=10159445341425548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration-line: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">stopwatchingstartrunning</span></span></a></div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-13484113717903345412017-11-27T05:04:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:04:52.556-08:00Trust God's TIming<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-86351305240672786222017-11-27T05:04:00.001-08:002017-11-27T05:04:17.300-08:00Turn Yourself AROUND!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Learn to Laugh and Turn Yo-self around!!!!</div>
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Well today my good friend Andrea and I decided to hit up Hobby Lobby in the good Ol' US of A! I usually love to drive because I like to be in control, but she has a new set of wheels so was eager to put some miles on it. Now, I need to preface this story by giving you some important information. One thing about my friend is she loves to talk to herself. Whether she's mixing your hair colour, throwing a party and making food, or driving, you WILL hear her rebuke or encourage herself. This is one of the funniest things about her. You'll often hear things like, "Oh Andrea, come on! Andrea you can do it, Oh Andrea, not that way!' Now, back to my story... So today we went to Hobby Lobby and spent over 2 hours in there. Walking the isles, breaking horns of deer, and asking the poor sales associate to please take another big item to cash. Finally it was time to check out, we had a young man roll the trolly to the door where we packed the van to the gills.</div>
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We had dinner, then geared up to head home. You know how it goes as you start approaching the border you plead with the Lord for favour. Well, it never fails, I always end up in the slowest line. Finally it was our turn, we pulled up to the window and the guard was great. She asked us where we live, what we bought, how much we spent, if we had any alcohol, tabaco, firearms etc..etc..etc.. Seeing as we each spent well over our daily limit, we were told to pull off to the right and to go inside to give the guards more detailed information about what we spent and to pay taxes. (Let's just talk quickly again about how official the border is. They have the ability to rip EVERYTHING out of your car, including you. No one really smiles and the guards are wearing vests and strapped with firearms.) Back to my story... So Andrea has NEVER been pulled in before. So as we pull away from the booth and are to be pulling to the right, she doesn't get into lane farthest to the right. She starts driving up the ONE WAY EXIT! Oh man, believe me when I say I was trying my hardest to to tell her to go right, but I couldn't communicate as got struck with fear and laughter. I could NOT contain myself, I was done! I LITERALLY had to cross my legs for fear I was going to pee myself! I was trying my hardest to point but I could no longer see as the tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't even get my laugh out because it was sooo intense and SOO funny. The more I saw painted arrows on the road going the opposite way we were, the more I I died laughing. Sure enough, Andrea begins, 'Oh Andrea, what are you doing? Oh no! Oh Andrea, you're going the wrong way! " Game OVERRR!!! The more she talked to herself, the harder I laughed...I honestly thought I was going to have to get out of the car with wet pants. Then I see it, I see the guards walking briskly towards us. Their chests are puffed ooouutt!! The closer they got the more I lectured myself in my head. 'Pull it together, Paton!' The more I lectured myself, the harder I laughed. They started to approach my window. I tried my best to get composed and to apologize for our ever so evident mishap. I think my tears of laughter and Andrea's white face was enough to allow these kind guards to extend us mercy.</div>
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I couldn't help but instantly parallel this to our lives. How many times have we been given instructions and gone the wrong way? How many times have we lectured ourselves when we've realized we missed the route we were to take? Sometimes it's accidental, sometimes it's because we think we know a better way. Regardless, God comes to us where we're at extends his mercy.</div>
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I think if when we missed the mark, we sought forgiveness and learned to laugh at ourselves instead of shame ourselves we could quickly put ourselves into park, turn around and go the right way a LOT quicker!</div>
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Know that God isn't waiting to haul us in to strip us of everything. He's quickly walking towards us, trying to get our attention and trying to get us realigned on the right path!</div>
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1John 1:9 If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-17034681425276704282017-11-27T05:03:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:03:34.516-08:00Release & Embrace<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKPXAhLuUpi41K8lzY2WUwsGtm0ApIBsf8J3u9gecXQgBsCoc8W6zhlFSbUC47Prv4UOvTeXFs9ME3mDdjaKmGV-nsOXAP3TUsjSjIrsn0507aJbiz4UtdX_LigrBmu1BBvcLQngk3uy_K/s1600/pot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="267" data-original-width="355" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKPXAhLuUpi41K8lzY2WUwsGtm0ApIBsf8J3u9gecXQgBsCoc8W6zhlFSbUC47Prv4UOvTeXFs9ME3mDdjaKmGV-nsOXAP3TUsjSjIrsn0507aJbiz4UtdX_LigrBmu1BBvcLQngk3uy_K/s320/pot.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Well, after 19.5 years I have decided to let go of this beauty. Some blessed soul gave us this beautiful gift at a wedding shower. I was eager to cook roasts and many other things in it. To be honest, I have used it once...maybeee twice, but definately not more than that. Yet, along our journey I have packed and unpacked this pan with high hopes of using it as I had seen my mother do so many times growing up. Reality is when we had moved up north I thought how wonderful it wo</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">uld be to have my family come for Thanksgiving dinner. My mom printed out a TURKEY 101 recipe sheet with step by step instructions which were accompanied by actual step by step pictures. (My mom knows me well!) As we were about to embark on our journey home the weekend before thanksgiving my mom said, ‘I even bought you the proper sized turkey!’ This was perfect as I had no idea weight was a major factor in cooking. After I loaded our two children in the van and started pulling out of the driveway my mother came running down the road after me. I thought what in the world is the problem?!Then I noticed the turkey in her hands. Yep, I had buckled in children and left the turkey laying in the laneway. I will never forget her words and tone, ‘If this is any indication of what Thanksgiving will be like I will just do it.’ I laughed much harder than my mom that day!Sure enough the day I was to be preparing the turkey, I was following my photo guide while forsaking the worded instructions. The pictures left out one MAJOR point, The giblets! Ew! Fast forward; my first turkey dinner was nothing short of a Heather fest saved by my mamma. To this day the only gravy I make is from ‘Bulk Barn’, it tastes the same and you just add water <span class="_5mfr _47e3" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle;"><img alt="" class="img" height="16" role="presentation" src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v9/fbf/1/16/1f62c.png" style="border: 0px; vertical-align: -3px;" width="16" /><span class="_7oe" style="display: inline-block; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px; width: 0px;">😬</span></span>.<br />I’m a good cook but an excellent baker. I love event planning, party food and entertaining. I love theme days but cringe at school projects. Everything in my home needs to be neat and organized in order for me to function. Yet, I can’t keep an agenda, I prefer to have everything chaotically filed in my brain. I strongly dislike taking the children to the park and play dates, but I love organizing outreaches that provide programs for my children and community youth and having coffee with my friends. So in writing today’s encouragement I’m encouraging you to celebrate who you are and what you’re good at, while releasing who you aren’t and what you’re not good at! Today I am embracing purging and releasing pot roast pans. 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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-11778148745925533092017-11-27T05:02:00.002-08:002017-11-27T05:02:31.989-08:00Methods Fail God Doesn't<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When we first started in our parenting journey our children always went to the local school in our neighbourhood. We loved volunteering in the class room, going on field trips and getting to know the families in our community. About 7 years into our children’s school journey we faced some issues that weren’t being resolved which forced us to look into other schooling options. The only option we had peace about was homeschool. Seriously, Homeschool?!?! Isn’t that for the crazies? Call me crazy, we homeschooled for 8 years. Jamie was traveling quite a bit during this season which allowed the children to go along for many adventures and experience some incredible things. It allowed us to focus on key values and develop a family culture that was necessary. We met and connected with some incredible families whom I am forever thankful and encouraged by. While homeschooling I often heard people say ‘Homeschoolers shelter their children.’ To be honest, there’s a HUGE difference in being sheltered and being protected. Being sheltered is having no clue what goes on in the outside world. Being protected means getting to experience life with boundaries. The children went to Africa, the Arctic, the islands, many places in the US and so many children’s camps and conferences. They played on sports teams, worked at the food bank and worked on the streets with the homeless. They definitely were not sheltered!<br />Currently the last batch of our children are in an incredible Christian school. We love it! We love the families, the culture and that the curriculum is rooted in the truth of God’s word.</div>
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I’ve heard many debates over the years about Christian School vs. Public School vs. Homeschool. Each has benefits and each presents its challenges.</div>
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To tell you the truth each one was incredible in some way for our family. Each family is designed differently, and each one is forging out the path they feel is best. When we homeschooled I remember thinking this was the only sure way to produce a strong Christian child. I believed homeschool was the answer. So when we hit a bump along the way with one of our children I couldn’t wrap my head around how this could happen. I remember sitting with friends being completely shaken. We homeschool, how could this happen? What failed me is that I put my hope in a method not in Christ. I thought if I followed a specific formula it would produce a specific product. There is truth in this to some degree, but it’s not a 100% guarantee.<br />See, trouble comes when we put our faith in our method over our God. This can happen to many areas of our lives, including; marriages, parenting, stay at home mom, working mom, etc. I believe there are definite keys and principals that set us up for success but if the foundation is rooted in fear coupled with a method it will be tested. So I encourage you as I am encouraging myself to realign specific areas of your life ensuring your Hope, Trust and foundation is in Christ first.</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-79188416855999206612017-11-27T05:01:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:01:51.985-08:00Shine BRIGHT!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18340872474885336224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1306966199035154526.post-64267231434996514572017-11-27T05:00:00.003-08:002017-11-27T05:00:54.615-08:00Come As You Are!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There’s nothing worse than trying to measure up or feeling you have to recreate yourself for someone to like or accept you.</div>
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One thing I HIGHLY value and love is when people feel at ease in our presence. No show, just the real them. Come excited, come broken, come rich, come poor.... it doesn’t matter to me, but just come as you are.</div>
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I encourage you to find those friendships where you can be yourself, where you can come as you are!</div>
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‘He’s still working on me, to make me what I ought to be....... How loving and patient He must be, he’s still working on me.’<span> </span><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/31to40?source=feed_text&story_id=10159420580635548" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; text-decoration: none;"><span class="_5afx" style="direction: ltr; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl _5afz" style="color: #4267b2; font-family: inherit; unicode-bidi: isolate;">#</span><span class="_58cm" style="font-family: inherit;">31to40</span></span></a></div>
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Many times I’ve wondered why I’ve heard the same message repeatedly at specific times in my life, it’s not that it was necessarily one I needed to hear again as much as it was one I needed to put into practice.</div>
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