Joyful Thanksgiving

all of our blogger friends from canada, united states, norway, india, england, philippines, malaysia and australia.....bernie and i wish you a very happy thanksgiving from canada....love bernie and terry


Psalm 105:1-2 – "Give thanks to the Lord, call on his name; make known among the nations what he has done. Sing to him, sing praise to him; tell of all his wonderful acts."




24 comments:
Jim said...
Happy Thanksgiving to you, Terry.
How long have you had your Thanksgiving holiday moved to Mondays? I take it the second Monday in October?

Do you gorge yourself eating like we do? What is done to celebrate? And what are you celebrating? Do the French speaking honor it? I always thought it was an English thing.

We had a Montreal and East Township holiday once during the Canadian Thanksgiving. I can't remember parades, etc.

Enjoy your holiday! :-)
..

9:15 AM
Amrita said...
Happy Thanksgiving to Bernie and you and all your family.

We have so much to thank the Lord for.

9:34 AM
Reg Szikora said...
wow Terry, Bernie, and family Happy Canadian Thanks-giving. I am so pleased and thankful to you for getting me started on my Blog. But beyond that I am thankful to my former baby-sitter from all those years back.
any way again Happy Thanks-giving and PS don't eat too much
Love
Sonny Szikora

9:48 AM
Reg Szikora said...
I will see if this works

10:27 AM
Terry said...
hi mr. jim!
i think that since i can remember, we have had our thanksgiving on a Monday and i never even thought about the math..the second Monday of october.
i will have to google that...some canadian citizen i am, eh?
yes the french province of quebec celebrates thanksgiving mr. jim.
they have wanted to separate from canada for years and be their own country so if they do, maybe then they will not keep the canadian tradition.
i can't remember thanksgiving parades either jim.
i just love the american thanksgiving. they are so patriotic and thankful!
thanks mr jim.
give my adi a real big hug and tell her if i could i would mail her a big drumstick to texas for her and her two sisters, katrine and amber!!
ha!......love terry

guess what mr. jim?...somewhere in our fair land...mrs mac is celebrating a canadian thanksgiving...some where in british colombia!!

10:31 AM
Terry said...
oh sonny sikora...you are so smart.
i guess it is because you had a genius for a babysitter.[NOT!]
now all anybody has to do is click on to your name to see your site]
good going.....love terry

10:35 AM
Terry said...
hi amrita...we sure do have so much to be thankful for!
and we take it for granted so much in canada..
thanks amrita....love terry

10:38 AM
Crown of Beauty said...
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, dearest Terry.

My blog world is so much happier because you fill it with love and kindness!

I thank God for you!

Love
Lidj

10:44 AM
Terry said...
dear crown of beauty...i thank the lord for the day that ever my felisol sent me over to your blog!!
you have made my world happier too and how could anyone not be happy when they see that beautiul smile of yours?...love terry

10:53 AM
Anonymous said...
Leona said...
What a great blog for thanksgiving and a happy one to you too!
We had a great time last night with the family!
Blessings to you both!

10:58 AM
Terry said...
hi leona..!
yes it sure was a good time at rachel's
it was hard to get a word in edge wise though, eh?
what i am wondering is how you will be able to eat a third turkey dinner!!
happy thanksgiving...love terry

11:27 AM
Anonymous said...
Hi Terry
This will be number 4!
Did you lose track?
Turkey sure is gooooood!
How do I send your blog to David?
Hugs! Leona

11:50 AM
Terry said...
number FOUR!!
you are going to turn into a butterball..!
leona just email david's address over...love terry

11:56 AM
donna said...
Happy Thanksgiving Terry....

amd much love to you and your family...tell them hello for me..

even though I might be too late...

love
donna

3:46 PM
Felisol said...
Dear Terry,
Happy thanksgiving to the Shirkies and the Goldens.
I think it's still Monday for a while in Canada.
We don't celebrate Thanksgiving at all.
In the churches there is an "Harvest-thanks-feast" in September where children (mostly scouts)place various fruits on the altar.
Serina used to participate all the years she was a scout. Gunnar and I also followed as the faithful parents we were.

There is however no family traditions celebrating thanksgiving.
Hope you and your great family are having a great gathering.
From Felisol

4:31 PM
Mrs. Mac said...
Miss Terry, I'm seriously thinking about adopting your simplified Thanksgiving traditions. Being here in British Columbia celebrating with Canadians has been such a relaxing experience. There were no big lines in the market yesterday, and today, I somehow cooked the meal (without any fore thought about being the cook), starting the meal about 2 PM and sitting down to a delicious meal by 6 PM. I shall have to write a post close to the U.S's Thanksgiving holiday to inform the American families they don't have to 'kill' themselves to have a nice Thanksgiving dinner. More on that later. We had a beautiful day ... I'll post pics later. Hugs ... from Peachland, BC

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I Came To Jesus As I Was

have a blessed lord's day............love terry

my testimony

this week when i read connies' story of her conversion, it made me realize that i have never even written out my own story.
i mean i was just too shy of doing so i guess...well just too cowardly.
now constance has given me the courage to just tell it!

mom and dad golden were married in 1947.
at that time they never went to church anywhere.
betty was born in april/48 and by the year 1952, there were four little golden children.
dad golden joined the air force and with the move to trenton, mom golden was invited out to gospel meetings at the lorne avenue gospel hall and that is when the christians started to pick us children up for sunday school where we heard all about the love of god for sinners.
1n the early 60's we moved to my beloved manitoba and there we attended the wheatland baptist church where we continued to hear the good word and where i continued not to hear it..too young,..lots of time to decide later. ...one of the devil's biggest lie to keep people from coming to the lord!
a year later, the christians from brandon took upon themselves the responsibly of taking the family to brandon gospel hall
this was a 66 mile round trip twice on a sunday.
by now there was 8 little goldens!
hearing the good gospel again for several years.
in high school there, i was in contact too every day with chrisitan kids that attended the pentecostal church,
and although i thought i was pretty smart that i went to so many gospel meetings and was a good girl[ha!..NOT!], i saw that these kids had a peace and happiness that i sure didn't!
when we moved to ottawa in 1967, life went on as usual for mom and her by then nine kids.
sunday school, prayer meeting and gospel meetings....still none of us saved.
well in june 1967 there came special gospel meetings and every night we were driven by the christians to these meetings.
one night when the preacher was speaking, he was telling us that we were all born sinners. i had heard this before of course..he said that we had all a rebellious nature and i thought to myself..that's me for sure. seventeen i was and wanting my own way and giving mom golden a hard time already....here i thought i was a christian and i was not!
i stayed behind that night to talk to the preacher and when i left i was still as blind as a bat.
for a couple of days at home, i tried and tried to believe but oh it was too hard.
i said to god...."you are just too far away and i can't find you. i will just have to go to hell because THAT is where i deserve to be"!
i got up from my knees and started to read luke 15 about the prodigal son and there as i read luke 15:20, i saw it.

Luke 15:20
And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.

just like a bright light, it shined on my heart....here is how i saw this verse........And he arose and came to his father, But when HE was yet a great way off......god wasn't the one that was far off at all. he was near all the time just waiting...it was ME who was afar off. I was the lost one and that is who exactly that jesus died for!
oh my sins were all gone, the wall of sins that separated me from god was smashed down by jesus, the precious son of god who died for me.
finally i had the peace that i saw in those high school christian friends that i had.
as i lay on my bed just feeling so happy and relieved, i noticed all of the moths and june bugs at my window,
it was a hot summer night and already dark...my light was on and as i heard the thumps of those insects bouncing on the window, trying their hardest to get at the inside light, it dawned on my mind....and i said to those bugs...."oh you silly guys....don't you realize the glass wall that is separating you from the light. you are just helpless to get to it...SOMEONE has to smash down that wall before you can enter!"....oh! that is just like me....i was helpless....only jesus could break that wall of sin between god and me to let me in.....

i am sorry that i was so long winded but you must remember...this is the very first time that i have written this down and it is all because of connie that i was encouraged to do so.....

ps..mom golden and betty were saved about a week later....

Constance's Testimony

this week when i visisted connie...i read the wonderful story of her salvation and with her permission i have copied it here.


constance says;

"I was a young girl when my parents divorced and I didn't have much contact with my father. I saw him a couple of times a year but I always hungered for more. I was starving for a father's love. I had the love of my mother and my paternal grandmother during those lonely years. My grandmother's husband, "Grandpa Bud" was a mean man who would beat my grandmother when he was drunk, which was almost every day. I didn't have a positive father figure in my life. As an adult I can look back and see how that influenced and shaped me. I understand why I made the decisions and choices I did. It doesn't excuse them because I bear the full weight and responsibility of my actions. However, it's comforting to know that there was a reason why I behaved stupidly!

I was raised Catholic, went to Catholic grade school and high school and in my younger years attended Mass 6 days a week. I challenged the nuns at every turn always asking why we did things the way we did. I never got an answer that satisfied me. Although my mother was Catholic, when I was 9 years old, we went to a Billy Graham Crusade. The invitation was given to come forward and accept Christ as your Savior and I ran down there. My mother came behind me and told the counselor that, "it was okay, we were already going to church". I often wonder how different my life might have been if I had been allowed to accept Christ at that point. I don't blame my Mom because in hindsight, I believe that God's timing was perfect. I feel like I had to go through all of the bad choices and consequences to appreciate the great love of God.

In Luke chapter 7 starting in verse 36, Jesus has gone to the home of a Pharisee to have dinner with him. While there, a woman who was known to be a prostitute comes in and washes his feet with her tears. The Pharisee scoffs and thinks that if Jesus were a real prophet, he would never let this sinful, unclean woman near him, let alone touch him. Knowing this, Jesus turns to Peter and tells him the story of 2 men who owed money, one owed a small amount, the other a large amount. Neither could repay their debt and so the moneylender forgave their debt. Jesus asks the question, "Who will love more? The one who owed a little or the one who owed a lot?" I see my past life and I realize the debt that Christ's death on the cross wiped clean. I pray every day that I would love more
Loving Jesus was easy for me. I mean, who couldn't love HIM? He left everything, all the glories of heaven that are HIS alone and exchanged them for a life that ended in cruel suffering and death, all for my salvation! After accepting HIS sacrifice (as the only way to get to heaven) and turning the keys of my life over to HIM and letting HIM drive, my life has been so much more meaningful. I love HIM because HE first loved me and while I was still sinning and living a godless life, HE died for me! I've still made mistakes, lived selfishly at times and not always kept HIM in first place but HE'S always there with HIS arms opened wide, ready to take me back. Like I said, who couldn't love someone like that?
God on the other hand was abstract. I felt like HE was out there somewhere, totally indifferent and distant. I know now that my perceptions of God were based on my dysfunctional childhood and the lack of my own father interacting with me. I had to unlearn what I thought about God and see HIM for who HE really is.
It was during this waiting period that I got to know who God the Father is. I don't know HIM fully and never really will comprehend, this side of heaven but I got to experience the love of the Father in ways I never knew existed."


the rest of connie's story, you can read at her blog, http://edelweisstexas.blogspot.com/
thank you connie for allowing me to print this story.
to read a remarkable prayer of connies, go and see felisol at..http://felisol.blogspot.com/
thank you crown of beauty for the "lend" of your picture.
http://mla-crownofglory.blogspot.com/

thanx....love terry

first anniversary for teach's ruby tuesday

http://workofthepoet.blogspot.com/





did you know that if you google mary the teach ruby tuesday on images, you can see hundreds of ruby tuesdayers pictures.
it is mind boggling!
here are just a few i picked out for mary's ruby tuesday anniversary.


mary the teach's blog


yenny girl


sukie


strolling through georgia


paz


mr. jim


happy wonderer


jewwishes

powerbirdz blog

gattina


eg tour guide


carletta


happy anniversary to you our beloved teach, mary t.
thank you for all the ruby tuesdays that you have invited us to post.
pictures of people, flowers, buildings , doors, buildings and almost anything red under the sun!
love terry

Happy Birthday Barn

dear bernie...today you are 60 years old!
ha! you are in your sixties and i am only in my fifties!!!
i think you robbed the cradle,eh?..............happy birthday...love terry and the cat.

Happy Birthday Mary T.

today is our teach's birthday....so here is just a quick bouquet of red roses for her.



i will continue this post tomorrow on ruby tuesday and i will roll out the red carptet for her then.
why a continuation?
well it just happens to be the boss's birthday today too.....no not mine... but bernie's and that shopper, his cat would never forgive me if i don't make him a birthday post!
see you tomorrow mary t.....have a happy day...love terry