White Rock IV

February 25, 2014 § 3 Comments

White Rock 0933softThe pier at White Rock, B.C., or, as I like to call it, “The dock at the rock.”

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The Search for St. Therese

February 25, 2014 § Leave a comment

“O, Jesus, my beloved, how can I explain with what tenderness and sweetness you are leading my soul, and how you send the light of your grace through the middle of the storm raging around me.

 

“I cannot imagine what I will possess after my death that I do not possess now.  It is true, I will see the good God; but as for being with Him, I already have that here on earth.”

St. Thérèse de Lisieux

White Rock III

February 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

White Rock framed 1605These life-size figures appear on the 2nd story balcony of a house in White Rock.  The frame reminded me of the Belgium cookie, “Speculoos.”  Together they remind me of childhood.

Even Saints have faults.

February 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

Peter-Thomas Rohrbach, in “The Search for St. Thérèse,” questions whether St. Thérèse’s decision to refuse God nothing made her a child without fault.  In response he writes,

 

 “She continued to have faults and defects throughout her youth, and even on into her adult years, and perhaps even till her death.  These failings disturbed Thérèse, and it was only after she had become a nun that the Franciscan retreat master, Père Alexis, assured her that her faults did not displease God.  Thérèse’s failings, of course, are what the theologians call “involuntary imperfections,” those faults of temper and unkindness and selfishness and moodiness which plague us all our lives.  They are faults found in the most spiritual of people, faults which often are blameless in God’s sight since they are not committed deliberately or consciously.”

 

 Shortly, he then writes, “Thérèse was blameless in God’s sight, but she was not a perfect person, in the absolute sense of the word.”

White Rock II

February 13, 2014 § Leave a comment

White Rock and AmtrakThe Amtrak from Washington to Vancouver goes through the city of White Rock.  The rock is a remnant of the last ice age that ended some 12,000 years ago.  When I look at the people mulling about the rock today, I see a long line of past people going back thousand of years.  There is a reserve belonging to the Semiahmoo First Nations just down the rail line.  Their ancestors are likely some of those past peoples who climbed atop the rock as children do today.

Interestingly, I just read that the Semiahmoo First Nation announced they had begun its Contaminated Soil and Waste Remediation Project on the former Semiahmoo Park site, a site leased to the City of Surrey from 1942 to 1996 for “park purposes only”.

I remember playing in that park when, as a boy, my parents took us to swim in the ocean.  I didn’t know till today that I was playing in a landfill!  Let’s hope the site is quickly restored to its original state.

 

Being Zen II

February 13, 2014 § Leave a comment

“Although I can try to push away my experience, the fact remains that whatever is happening right now is my genuine life.  Like it or not, want it or not, this life is what is.  To embrace it rather than push it away is the key to freedom.”

Ezra Bayda

White Rock I

February 6, 2014 § 2 Comments

White Rock in FebruaryWhite Rock, BC, looking south across the break to the state of Washington on a February morning.

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