Hi Folks, well yesterday was my very first time ever playing golf. I was invited or got myself invited to the Mink Rangers Golf Tornament. I was on the team ith Corey and 2 other ranchers - from out west. My first attempt at hitting the ball was witnessed by a few hundred people including a fe from our church(Larry, Glen); which I sliced and went verring right, at a high rate of speed, where a couple of people had to duck. Great first shot.
But as the day went on and some instruction by the 3 people who were with me, I made some really nice shot. I putted in a fe quite long shots, chipped a few onto the green and some were way down the fairway and very straight. But alas, all my really good shots ere witnessed by but a few.
The golfing was great, good exercise combing the woods looking for balls and walking.
Thank you Mullens for inviting me.
PBB
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
Honk
ell a group of us NTBC people went to Bear River - East to put on the drive-in service. What a wonderful experience! That was the first time I have taken part in an outdoor service. There was a huge crowd - maybe 20 cars. The deacons from the church said it was the biggest crowd this summer. God was certainly at work to bring such a big crowd.
Most our our choir came and sang - thanks so much you guys and gals to travel 3/4 of am hour to sing; thank you for giving to the Lord. Linda brought her keyboard and played the music for us; thank you Linda, for giving to the Lord. Christy sang 2 inspiring songs. Christy and Corey (and Craig and April) stopped off on their way home from upper clements park to partake of the service. Thank you, Christy for giving to the Lord. Tanya also sang 2 moving/emotional songs. Thank you Tanya for giving to the Lord.
The sevice was nice but it a hard to get used to the honking. Every time the congregation wanted to sho their appoval andappreciation they honked the horns on their cars. Also, it was hard to hear yourself, in the peakers, talk or sing - there were no speakers turn towards those on stage.
Even though the place as strange to us and something we're not used to, the Lord granted us ith such a great service and the Holy Spirit was among us.
Thanks again to all who made that service possible.
Please go check out my message (The Man Behind The Man In The Mirror) on the "Pulpit" link.
Blessings upon you all.
PBB
Most our our choir came and sang - thanks so much you guys and gals to travel 3/4 of am hour to sing; thank you for giving to the Lord. Linda brought her keyboard and played the music for us; thank you Linda, for giving to the Lord. Christy sang 2 inspiring songs. Christy and Corey (and Craig and April) stopped off on their way home from upper clements park to partake of the service. Thank you, Christy for giving to the Lord. Tanya also sang 2 moving/emotional songs. Thank you Tanya for giving to the Lord.
The sevice was nice but it a hard to get used to the honking. Every time the congregation wanted to sho their appoval andappreciation they honked the horns on their cars. Also, it was hard to hear yourself, in the peakers, talk or sing - there were no speakers turn towards those on stage.
Even though the place as strange to us and something we're not used to, the Lord granted us ith such a great service and the Holy Spirit was among us.
Thanks again to all who made that service possible.
Please go check out my message (The Man Behind The Man In The Mirror) on the "Pulpit" link.
Blessings upon you all.
PBB
Friday, August 17, 2007
Epic Ride
This week was so special to me, as I went on a epic bike drive - to draw myself closer to God great wonder and creation. I wanted to take my bike and travel. Finally I decided on going to Cape Breton - going around the Cabot Trail.
Day 1, I got up and was on the road shortly after 7am; yes I was up at 7am. My first stop was for gas and my second spot was Tim’s in Bridgetown. Then off I was on my Epic Motorbike drive. Drove through to the valley (on the 101) and turn off at Windsor (Tim’s) and then up through the Rawdon Hills.
For any bike driver, this is the kind of road you like; the twisty turns and the country scenery. I really enjoyed the first part of my drive. Came out around Truro, fueled up and turned right towards Cape Breton. Drove along that part of the 101 passing New Glasgow and then hit construction. Had a 25-minute rest, until traffic started moving again. Drove into Antigonish, stopping for lunch (1:30) at Mother Webb’s. Good food, but a bit pricey.
Got back on the bike and headed for the Canso Causeway. Stopped there, went to the washroom, checked out the map and headed off up the 105 highway. Drove through Port Hastings and Queensland. I wasn’t sure if Cape Breton was ‘same-sex’ friendly or not or if Queensland was the just the name of the place or description??? I didn’t slow down at all.
Then I drove through Kingsville; what was that all about? As I drove through Glendale and Medford, the skies started to get dark. I took time to put on my wet-suit. By the time I got to Blues Mills, it was raining. By the time I got to Iron Mines, it was really raining. As I entered Whycocomagh, I started to look for a place to get out of the rain. I spotted a run-down shack on the side of the road; so I turned in and spent the next hour or so, watch the rain.
The rain was really nice, silver and transparent at times. At some point the rain came straight down (and fast) and at other times, it was came down almost horizontal. The rain drops were very big and stung when hitting your face at 100 km. Some people drove really slow and others were passing those cars. I prayed for the rain to stop and that everyone would drive safely.
Well the rain let-up a bit, so off I went; drove into Whycocomagh Reserve, stopped at a gas station that had a canopy. There I met up with a couple from Ontario on their bike. They too were seeking shelter. With the help of the woman at the gas station, we found a small motel with 3 vacant rooms – off we went to get dried out. Stayed the night at the Mountain Brook Motel, which took $55.00 of my gas money – since I had planned to sleep in my tent every night.
Oh well, at least I got to dry out, have a hot shower and watch the America’s Got Talent. This too was a blessing from God. It made it possible for me to watch that TV show and get a good night’s sleep. The motel only got 2 TV stations and a third which was French.
Day 2
Got up the next morning and was on the road (again) shortly after 7. I said good-bye to the couple from Ontario; they too were headed around the Cabot Trail. I ask which way they were going; around the inside or around the outside. They looked at me dumb-founded; as some of you too are thinking – inside /outside.
Well, here’s the explanation. If you drive way up to and turn onto the trail at St. Anns, and then back down around the trail – coming out at Baddeck – you are on the left side of the road (looking at the map), and on the outside, closest to the cliffs and water the whole way ‘round. That’s the outside. If you turn left and enter the trail at Baddeck, travel inland to Cheticamp and then around the trail, you are on the right side of the road (looking at the map), and are on the inside trail, closest the bank and far from the edge of the cliffs and open water.
After I explained all this to the couple from Ontario, they decide to travel the outside; I told then I was traveling the inside since I was scared of heights and water. As I was leaving, I suggested, that since they were turning at St. Anns that they should check out Englishtown Ferry.
Englishtown is about 5 miles up the road from where you would normally turn into the trail. Englishtown has a wonderful and very long ‘sandbar’ that crosses St. Anns Bay. The ferry cuts off about 50 kms of winding road. The ferry is a cable ferry, which means the 2 points (departure and arrival) are connected by a cable that is ‘fed’ through the ferry. Warning! I wonder what would happen of the cable brook? Would the ferry simply flood away? Never mind.
The couple from Ontario said they might check it out. I wished them well and a safe trip and off I went. Turned into the trail at the Bid Red Barn and headed to Cheticamp. Lake O’law is nestled between to very high mountains that come down right next to the lakeshore. The water is clear and still and a wonderful place to stop and take in God’s wonder.
I pulled into the provincial park and rested a while. Had a banana and a bottle of water. After I was finished I went over to the trash/recycling can to put in my contribution. I opened the lid (matter-of-factly), when a squirrel stuck out his head and scare the ‘daylights’ out of me. As far as I know, my banana peel and a water bottle are still on the ground; or the squirrel has them.
Drove through Margaree Forks and into Margaree Harbour. I then traveled along the Gulf of St. Lawrence, up towards the town of Cheticamp. Stopped at Tim’s and gassed up before entering Cape Breton Highlands National Park – heading for Pleasant Bay.
Pillar Rock is quite a sight, as the rock-face is a few hundred feet high right along side of the road. Started up Jerome Mountain; what a view as the road wines in around on it’s self many times and you can see the road up head and back behind you. Came into Pleasant Bay, nice village; and stopped at the Lone Shieling which is a replica of a Scottish shepherd’s hut. The hut was built to commemorate the Scot who donated some 100 acres of virgin forest to the park.
From Pleasant Bay, I headed inland and upland, into the heart of the Park; stopping about 1 or so to have lunch at Big Intervale, cape North. Also took the time to find Beulach Ban Waterfalls. A beautiful falls about 100 feel high. You can feel the midst at the base; knowing this high and deep channel was cut away by a residing glacier – millions of years ago. Many natives and European explorers have stood right where I was standing and marveling at this small spec of God’s great power and wonder.
From the falls, I drove past Black Brook beach and other great coastal stopping places. Continued on; South Harbour, Neil’s Harbour to Ingonish – ending up at the top of cape Smokey. I took of picture of me and my bike, at the top of Old Smokey, at the elevation sign; “Top of Smokey – Elevation 275m, 902 feet” above sea level. Quite an accomplishment for me and my bike.
From there it was all down hill. I drove along that coast enjoying many beaches and rock walkabouts. Came into the St. Ann’s area and decided to take my own advice and go on the Englishtown Ferry. I was driving along, wondering what happen to my friends from Ontario. I felt I should have meet them in and round Cape North – that’s about halfway. Well, I was about 5 kms from the ferry, when I (finally) meet the couple. They had indeed come across the ferry, but where they were all day, I have no idea.
The drive along that coast/sandbar is always so nice and the little ferry is so enjoyable. It took 5 minutes to load all the cars, trucks and campers on, and 2 minutes to get to the other side. From there I proceeded up Kelly’s Mountain towards the Seal Island Bridge. HAVE I EVER MENTIONED, I HATE BRIDGES AND WATER! Well the drive across the bridge on my bike was absolutely frightening.
I drove from there to Sydney River and got on the #4 highway. This road takes you right along side of East Bay, Bras D’Or Lake and west Bay. You drive through many quaint places, including Big Pond; where Rita McNeil is from. I drove right past Rita’s Tearoom but didn’t see her anywhere so just keep going. From Rita’s place, I drove through St.Peters, and into Port Hawkesbury. The Canso Causeway is only a hop, skip and a jump from there.
I stopped at the Causeway, freshen-up, called my sister Amy to get my sister’s Donna Jean’s phone number. I did take time to get on the public internet site, email my daughter, Tanya and did a quick update on my blog. I left the Causeway heading towards Truro and then my sister’s Donna’s for the night.
Long before I reached Antigonish, it started to rain again. I stooped in Antigonish, gassed up, changed into my chaps and leathers. I called Donna to say I was on my way there. Got back on the highway and drove some more, headed towards New Glasgow. As I coming into the town, another bike came on the highway and past me. We both waved. As I came into the town I notice a Tim’s. I though what better place to wait out the rain, then at a Tim’s?
As I pulled into the parking lot, which was filled, I saw only one parking spot, which just happen to be beside the biker who just pasted me. We said high chatted for a few seconds and then he offered to buy me a cup of tea. Now right away I knew I’d like this guy because he offered to buy me, not a cup of coffee, but a cup of tea. We got our drinks and he wanted to go outside to have a smoke. We sat inside the smoking building, watched the rain, drank our tea, and then he told me about his marriage break-up, his wife and (grown) kids. So for the next few hours, as we waited for the rain to stop, I listen to his story and we talked about everything under the sun.
When the rain let up, I thanked ‘Sandy’ for the tea and prayed for him, his wife and children. I told him that he was a good man and I had enjoyed our time together.
When I decided to take a week off, I felt I really need some away time. I wanted to travel, on my bike, and to have an adventure. I wanted the trip, something I could remember and help me get some rest, relaxation and to energize me. But sometimes God intervenes on our plans, and He put me in the right place at the right time, so I could have a conversation with ‘Sandy.’ All the rain and all the driving was just God’s plan becoming a reality. I now know that this trip was nit really about what I wanted or needed; it was about a meeting with ‘Sandy’ and what he needed. Thank you Lord for using me in such a way.
Once I said my farewell to ‘Sandy,’ I headed to Truro; stopped there and called my sister, Donna. I wasn’t sure where her new house was or how to get to Shearwater Base. I told her I was going to find a motel in Truro and then go to her place in the morning. Well the cheapest motel I could find was $59.95, plus tax, and I needed a credit card to get one. So, since I didn’t know how to get to Donna’s place from where I was (and it was 2am by this time), and since I knew how to get home and I was wide awake, I decided to drive straight home.
The last leg of my trip was from Truro to Weymouth, in the moonless, dark, still night. There was only a few cars and trucks on the highway. I drove as far as Tatamagouche Tim’s and then to Windsor Tim’s to the Irving Big Stop in New Minas to gas up. Then, from New Minas home in no time, to my waiting and wonderful wife. It was a great drive at 4 am – I enjoyed it a lot.
Overall, just a great roadtrip. God watched over me and protected me the entire trip. My mileage at the start of my trip was 9362 km; end mileage was 10, 991. I travel 1629 kms; 550 on day 1, and almost 1200 on day 2.
Thank you, Peggy for allowing me to go on this epic bike drive and thank you, Lord, for keeping me safe. Our lives, in general, are all the same. We worry and wonder, but in the end, God always delivers and is always behind us, beside us, and goes ahead of us. Our God is an awesome God.
Blessings
PBB
Day 1, I got up and was on the road shortly after 7am; yes I was up at 7am. My first stop was for gas and my second spot was Tim’s in Bridgetown. Then off I was on my Epic Motorbike drive. Drove through to the valley (on the 101) and turn off at Windsor (Tim’s) and then up through the Rawdon Hills.
For any bike driver, this is the kind of road you like; the twisty turns and the country scenery. I really enjoyed the first part of my drive. Came out around Truro, fueled up and turned right towards Cape Breton. Drove along that part of the 101 passing New Glasgow and then hit construction. Had a 25-minute rest, until traffic started moving again. Drove into Antigonish, stopping for lunch (1:30) at Mother Webb’s. Good food, but a bit pricey.
Got back on the bike and headed for the Canso Causeway. Stopped there, went to the washroom, checked out the map and headed off up the 105 highway. Drove through Port Hastings and Queensland. I wasn’t sure if Cape Breton was ‘same-sex’ friendly or not or if Queensland was the just the name of the place or description??? I didn’t slow down at all.
Then I drove through Kingsville; what was that all about? As I drove through Glendale and Medford, the skies started to get dark. I took time to put on my wet-suit. By the time I got to Blues Mills, it was raining. By the time I got to Iron Mines, it was really raining. As I entered Whycocomagh, I started to look for a place to get out of the rain. I spotted a run-down shack on the side of the road; so I turned in and spent the next hour or so, watch the rain.
The rain was really nice, silver and transparent at times. At some point the rain came straight down (and fast) and at other times, it was came down almost horizontal. The rain drops were very big and stung when hitting your face at 100 km. Some people drove really slow and others were passing those cars. I prayed for the rain to stop and that everyone would drive safely.
Well the rain let-up a bit, so off I went; drove into Whycocomagh Reserve, stopped at a gas station that had a canopy. There I met up with a couple from Ontario on their bike. They too were seeking shelter. With the help of the woman at the gas station, we found a small motel with 3 vacant rooms – off we went to get dried out. Stayed the night at the Mountain Brook Motel, which took $55.00 of my gas money – since I had planned to sleep in my tent every night.
Oh well, at least I got to dry out, have a hot shower and watch the America’s Got Talent. This too was a blessing from God. It made it possible for me to watch that TV show and get a good night’s sleep. The motel only got 2 TV stations and a third which was French.
Day 2
Got up the next morning and was on the road (again) shortly after 7. I said good-bye to the couple from Ontario; they too were headed around the Cabot Trail. I ask which way they were going; around the inside or around the outside. They looked at me dumb-founded; as some of you too are thinking – inside /outside.
Well, here’s the explanation. If you drive way up to and turn onto the trail at St. Anns, and then back down around the trail – coming out at Baddeck – you are on the left side of the road (looking at the map), and on the outside, closest to the cliffs and water the whole way ‘round. That’s the outside. If you turn left and enter the trail at Baddeck, travel inland to Cheticamp and then around the trail, you are on the right side of the road (looking at the map), and are on the inside trail, closest the bank and far from the edge of the cliffs and open water.
After I explained all this to the couple from Ontario, they decide to travel the outside; I told then I was traveling the inside since I was scared of heights and water. As I was leaving, I suggested, that since they were turning at St. Anns that they should check out Englishtown Ferry.
Englishtown is about 5 miles up the road from where you would normally turn into the trail. Englishtown has a wonderful and very long ‘sandbar’ that crosses St. Anns Bay. The ferry cuts off about 50 kms of winding road. The ferry is a cable ferry, which means the 2 points (departure and arrival) are connected by a cable that is ‘fed’ through the ferry. Warning! I wonder what would happen of the cable brook? Would the ferry simply flood away? Never mind.
The couple from Ontario said they might check it out. I wished them well and a safe trip and off I went. Turned into the trail at the Bid Red Barn and headed to Cheticamp. Lake O’law is nestled between to very high mountains that come down right next to the lakeshore. The water is clear and still and a wonderful place to stop and take in God’s wonder.
I pulled into the provincial park and rested a while. Had a banana and a bottle of water. After I was finished I went over to the trash/recycling can to put in my contribution. I opened the lid (matter-of-factly), when a squirrel stuck out his head and scare the ‘daylights’ out of me. As far as I know, my banana peel and a water bottle are still on the ground; or the squirrel has them.
Drove through Margaree Forks and into Margaree Harbour. I then traveled along the Gulf of St. Lawrence, up towards the town of Cheticamp. Stopped at Tim’s and gassed up before entering Cape Breton Highlands National Park – heading for Pleasant Bay.
Pillar Rock is quite a sight, as the rock-face is a few hundred feet high right along side of the road. Started up Jerome Mountain; what a view as the road wines in around on it’s self many times and you can see the road up head and back behind you. Came into Pleasant Bay, nice village; and stopped at the Lone Shieling which is a replica of a Scottish shepherd’s hut. The hut was built to commemorate the Scot who donated some 100 acres of virgin forest to the park.
From Pleasant Bay, I headed inland and upland, into the heart of the Park; stopping about 1 or so to have lunch at Big Intervale, cape North. Also took the time to find Beulach Ban Waterfalls. A beautiful falls about 100 feel high. You can feel the midst at the base; knowing this high and deep channel was cut away by a residing glacier – millions of years ago. Many natives and European explorers have stood right where I was standing and marveling at this small spec of God’s great power and wonder.
From the falls, I drove past Black Brook beach and other great coastal stopping places. Continued on; South Harbour, Neil’s Harbour to Ingonish – ending up at the top of cape Smokey. I took of picture of me and my bike, at the top of Old Smokey, at the elevation sign; “Top of Smokey – Elevation 275m, 902 feet” above sea level. Quite an accomplishment for me and my bike.
From there it was all down hill. I drove along that coast enjoying many beaches and rock walkabouts. Came into the St. Ann’s area and decided to take my own advice and go on the Englishtown Ferry. I was driving along, wondering what happen to my friends from Ontario. I felt I should have meet them in and round Cape North – that’s about halfway. Well, I was about 5 kms from the ferry, when I (finally) meet the couple. They had indeed come across the ferry, but where they were all day, I have no idea.
The drive along that coast/sandbar is always so nice and the little ferry is so enjoyable. It took 5 minutes to load all the cars, trucks and campers on, and 2 minutes to get to the other side. From there I proceeded up Kelly’s Mountain towards the Seal Island Bridge. HAVE I EVER MENTIONED, I HATE BRIDGES AND WATER! Well the drive across the bridge on my bike was absolutely frightening.
I drove from there to Sydney River and got on the #4 highway. This road takes you right along side of East Bay, Bras D’Or Lake and west Bay. You drive through many quaint places, including Big Pond; where Rita McNeil is from. I drove right past Rita’s Tearoom but didn’t see her anywhere so just keep going. From Rita’s place, I drove through St.Peters, and into Port Hawkesbury. The Canso Causeway is only a hop, skip and a jump from there.
I stopped at the Causeway, freshen-up, called my sister Amy to get my sister’s Donna Jean’s phone number. I did take time to get on the public internet site, email my daughter, Tanya and did a quick update on my blog. I left the Causeway heading towards Truro and then my sister’s Donna’s for the night.
Long before I reached Antigonish, it started to rain again. I stooped in Antigonish, gassed up, changed into my chaps and leathers. I called Donna to say I was on my way there. Got back on the highway and drove some more, headed towards New Glasgow. As I coming into the town, another bike came on the highway and past me. We both waved. As I came into the town I notice a Tim’s. I though what better place to wait out the rain, then at a Tim’s?
As I pulled into the parking lot, which was filled, I saw only one parking spot, which just happen to be beside the biker who just pasted me. We said high chatted for a few seconds and then he offered to buy me a cup of tea. Now right away I knew I’d like this guy because he offered to buy me, not a cup of coffee, but a cup of tea. We got our drinks and he wanted to go outside to have a smoke. We sat inside the smoking building, watched the rain, drank our tea, and then he told me about his marriage break-up, his wife and (grown) kids. So for the next few hours, as we waited for the rain to stop, I listen to his story and we talked about everything under the sun.
When the rain let up, I thanked ‘Sandy’ for the tea and prayed for him, his wife and children. I told him that he was a good man and I had enjoyed our time together.
When I decided to take a week off, I felt I really need some away time. I wanted to travel, on my bike, and to have an adventure. I wanted the trip, something I could remember and help me get some rest, relaxation and to energize me. But sometimes God intervenes on our plans, and He put me in the right place at the right time, so I could have a conversation with ‘Sandy.’ All the rain and all the driving was just God’s plan becoming a reality. I now know that this trip was nit really about what I wanted or needed; it was about a meeting with ‘Sandy’ and what he needed. Thank you Lord for using me in such a way.
Once I said my farewell to ‘Sandy,’ I headed to Truro; stopped there and called my sister, Donna. I wasn’t sure where her new house was or how to get to Shearwater Base. I told her I was going to find a motel in Truro and then go to her place in the morning. Well the cheapest motel I could find was $59.95, plus tax, and I needed a credit card to get one. So, since I didn’t know how to get to Donna’s place from where I was (and it was 2am by this time), and since I knew how to get home and I was wide awake, I decided to drive straight home.
The last leg of my trip was from Truro to Weymouth, in the moonless, dark, still night. There was only a few cars and trucks on the highway. I drove as far as Tatamagouche Tim’s and then to Windsor Tim’s to the Irving Big Stop in New Minas to gas up. Then, from New Minas home in no time, to my waiting and wonderful wife. It was a great drive at 4 am – I enjoyed it a lot.
Overall, just a great roadtrip. God watched over me and protected me the entire trip. My mileage at the start of my trip was 9362 km; end mileage was 10, 991. I travel 1629 kms; 550 on day 1, and almost 1200 on day 2.
Thank you, Peggy for allowing me to go on this epic bike drive and thank you, Lord, for keeping me safe. Our lives, in general, are all the same. We worry and wonder, but in the end, God always delivers and is always behind us, beside us, and goes ahead of us. Our God is an awesome God.
Blessings
PBB
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
checkin in
Hi Kids,
Are you all playing nice? Good.
Well I at the Canso Couseway public internet site with a check in. Yesterday I left early morning 7 am I think for my epic bike drive. I had a wonderful morning and most of the afternoon riding in the sun with the wind blowing through my hair; until about 3:00 when it started to rain - real hard - really really really hard. I pull off the road, cause I couldn't see and took refuge in this abandon shack until the rain let up alittle so I could drive to find a motel.
Spent the night drying out and this morning I drove around the Cabot Trail all by myself well not reall there were 3 of us; me, God and Satan. Everytime soemthing went right I thanked God - if something went wrong I blamed it on Satan. It's hard to drive while those two are arguing. Well not really arguing. Satan gets mad and yells at God , because God keeps blessing me on my drive.
Welll got to go find some place to pitch my tent, and I left God sitting on the bike so Satan doesn't take off with it.
Talk with you all soon.
God bless you
PBB
Are you all playing nice? Good.
Well I at the Canso Couseway public internet site with a check in. Yesterday I left early morning 7 am I think for my epic bike drive. I had a wonderful morning and most of the afternoon riding in the sun with the wind blowing through my hair; until about 3:00 when it started to rain - real hard - really really really hard. I pull off the road, cause I couldn't see and took refuge in this abandon shack until the rain let up alittle so I could drive to find a motel.
Spent the night drying out and this morning I drove around the Cabot Trail all by myself well not reall there were 3 of us; me, God and Satan. Everytime soemthing went right I thanked God - if something went wrong I blamed it on Satan. It's hard to drive while those two are arguing. Well not really arguing. Satan gets mad and yells at God , because God keeps blessing me on my drive.
Welll got to go find some place to pitch my tent, and I left God sitting on the bike so Satan doesn't take off with it.
Talk with you all soon.
God bless you
PBB
Monday, August 13, 2007
VACATION!!!!
Hi Y'all,
The service yesterday was pretty good; a few more visitors. The 2 guys who visited last week came back and brought another guy with them. I do hope they find what they are looking for - they are welcome anytime at NTBC.
The sermon was quite deep, and we looked at some tough questions. The passage was from Matthew 15:21-28. A Gentile woman comes to Jesus and ask Him to cure her daughter from demon pocession. Jesus says; "“I was sent, only, to the lost sheep of Israel.” Wasd Jesus really rejecting her??? Go read the sermon at the link "From the pulpit."
I am now on vacation this week so no service on August 19 in the morning; but we, as a church, have been asked to come to Bear River East to lead their outside/drive in service in the evening at 7pm. All are welcome. Our choir will lead in song, with a few special solists and I will bring the message. Come out and check it out.
Well, I'm packing my motorbike today and will take off after supper or first thing Turesday morning on a bike trip to Cape Brenton. I'm either going around the Cabot Trail or up to Sydney. Up one side of Bras d'Or Lakes and then down the other side; maybe stopping at Rite;s Tea House.
I will try and post as I go. I will be back Friday night so Peggy and I can go to Convention in Wolfville.
Play nice, God bless you and please pray for my trip, traveling mercies and protections.
Thanks all.
PBB
The service yesterday was pretty good; a few more visitors. The 2 guys who visited last week came back and brought another guy with them. I do hope they find what they are looking for - they are welcome anytime at NTBC.
The sermon was quite deep, and we looked at some tough questions. The passage was from Matthew 15:21-28. A Gentile woman comes to Jesus and ask Him to cure her daughter from demon pocession. Jesus says; "“I was sent, only, to the lost sheep of Israel.” Wasd Jesus really rejecting her??? Go read the sermon at the link "From the pulpit."
I am now on vacation this week so no service on August 19 in the morning; but we, as a church, have been asked to come to Bear River East to lead their outside/drive in service in the evening at 7pm. All are welcome. Our choir will lead in song, with a few special solists and I will bring the message. Come out and check it out.
Well, I'm packing my motorbike today and will take off after supper or first thing Turesday morning on a bike trip to Cape Brenton. I'm either going around the Cabot Trail or up to Sydney. Up one side of Bras d'Or Lakes and then down the other side; maybe stopping at Rite;s Tea House.
I will try and post as I go. I will be back Friday night so Peggy and I can go to Convention in Wolfville.
Play nice, God bless you and please pray for my trip, traveling mercies and protections.
Thanks all.
PBB
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Adventure
Hi Gang,
Well Tuesday night myself, Corey and Craig M., and Stanley B. went on an advanture. The 4 of us took Satnley's rubber dingy, and went out to Bear Island -near Smith's Cove. I wanted to check out the Island to dtermine if we could take a punch or our youth out there on an extreme camping trip, over night, survivor kinda thing. So we had to go check it out first.
Stanley offer to use his dingy (small rubber boat) which was powered by an electric motor and a battery. Well sounds good so far. Stanley brough an extra bettery - just in case. Good thing; the first battery died about 3/4 way over and we had to paddle the rest of the way to the Island.
Once we got there the place was inhabited with 1000's of seagulls and very ugly black 'looking' ducks. Waste materianl was everywhere and fly and dropping everywhere. There 100's of dead or dieing birds. The shore line was good, but inland the brush and plant growth made it impossible to safely explore. Corey and I decided quite quickly that this was not a place to bring our (active) youth. It was just to dirty and not a safe place to hang out.
So off we went to explore the coastline and walk all way around the island. As we walked everyong started to pick up shinny rock, rope, bouyies and things. I had s few rock and seashells in my pocket. We walked and walked and finally the very point of the isalnd came into view. It pointed out to sea, out the 'gull,' the passage between Victoria Beach and Digby - that went out to sea. I hurried along as the rest were still beachcombing for things shinny. I went on ahead of them; I want to go to the very point of the isalnd and stick my foot into the waters - just to say I was there.
About 10 feet from the very end of the sand/gravel bar, something caught my eye - stuck in the mud/sand. It was very shinny, it was a glass bottle and itside was a piece of paper. I yelled to the others; "Hey, look, a message in a bottle." Sure enough it was. The top was rusted and hard to twist off and the paper inside was worn and the writing was faded. This was a real0-live meassage in a bottle.
Corey looked at the language and through it was Spanish. There were a few words he could translate; 'beautiful, gift'. Also written on the note were the words Mexico and Brazil. It also looked like it had a few different handwrittings on it.
Quite a find!
Well, Craig was very jealous, and he should be, for I had found the great prize that night - not him. Well we combed around the rest of the island and didn't find too much more out of the ordinary. More rocks, shells, and robe. Stanley gathering some colorful plastic bags and Craig secured a long pole. Once we got back to the near-side of the isalnd they attached their plastic bag utop the pole and planted the pole into the ground - as a marker and a 'sign' that we were there.
Crawled back into the boat and headed back to shore - we got about 2/3 the way before the battery failed enough that we had to paddle again. We left shore about 6:30 or so, and arrived safely back on shore at shorty after 9:00. A great adventure and some real male bonding.
I WILL write a sermon on our adventure. It will surround us going to the isaland in hopes of one thing, but discoverying something totally different. It's a lot like the Israelites entering the Promised Land for the first time. What were they expecting? What was waiting for them? What did they receive that was unexpected.
Well the story continues later.
Blessings all you adventurers.
PBB
Well Tuesday night myself, Corey and Craig M., and Stanley B. went on an advanture. The 4 of us took Satnley's rubber dingy, and went out to Bear Island -near Smith's Cove. I wanted to check out the Island to dtermine if we could take a punch or our youth out there on an extreme camping trip, over night, survivor kinda thing. So we had to go check it out first.
Stanley offer to use his dingy (small rubber boat) which was powered by an electric motor and a battery. Well sounds good so far. Stanley brough an extra bettery - just in case. Good thing; the first battery died about 3/4 way over and we had to paddle the rest of the way to the Island.
Once we got there the place was inhabited with 1000's of seagulls and very ugly black 'looking' ducks. Waste materianl was everywhere and fly and dropping everywhere. There 100's of dead or dieing birds. The shore line was good, but inland the brush and plant growth made it impossible to safely explore. Corey and I decided quite quickly that this was not a place to bring our (active) youth. It was just to dirty and not a safe place to hang out.
So off we went to explore the coastline and walk all way around the island. As we walked everyong started to pick up shinny rock, rope, bouyies and things. I had s few rock and seashells in my pocket. We walked and walked and finally the very point of the isalnd came into view. It pointed out to sea, out the 'gull,' the passage between Victoria Beach and Digby - that went out to sea. I hurried along as the rest were still beachcombing for things shinny. I went on ahead of them; I want to go to the very point of the isalnd and stick my foot into the waters - just to say I was there.
About 10 feet from the very end of the sand/gravel bar, something caught my eye - stuck in the mud/sand. It was very shinny, it was a glass bottle and itside was a piece of paper. I yelled to the others; "Hey, look, a message in a bottle." Sure enough it was. The top was rusted and hard to twist off and the paper inside was worn and the writing was faded. This was a real0-live meassage in a bottle.
Corey looked at the language and through it was Spanish. There were a few words he could translate; 'beautiful, gift'. Also written on the note were the words Mexico and Brazil. It also looked like it had a few different handwrittings on it.
Quite a find!
Well, Craig was very jealous, and he should be, for I had found the great prize that night - not him. Well we combed around the rest of the island and didn't find too much more out of the ordinary. More rocks, shells, and robe. Stanley gathering some colorful plastic bags and Craig secured a long pole. Once we got back to the near-side of the isalnd they attached their plastic bag utop the pole and planted the pole into the ground - as a marker and a 'sign' that we were there.
Crawled back into the boat and headed back to shore - we got about 2/3 the way before the battery failed enough that we had to paddle again. We left shore about 6:30 or so, and arrived safely back on shore at shorty after 9:00. A great adventure and some real male bonding.
I WILL write a sermon on our adventure. It will surround us going to the isaland in hopes of one thing, but discoverying something totally different. It's a lot like the Israelites entering the Promised Land for the first time. What were they expecting? What was waiting for them? What did they receive that was unexpected.
Well the story continues later.
Blessings all you adventurers.
PBB
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Wow!
Lots to talk about today.
VeBS was simply amazing! Thank you Christy and April – and all the kids who came. I also want to acknowledge the teachers, leaders and helpers – well done and thank you for giving to the Lord. Our kids are our future; and what a bright future we do have.
Sunday’s worship and Communion service was very special. We had some guests who were treated to the VeBS kids and leaders singing. Everyone did a wonderful job. The songs they sang all added so much to the service. The call to worship song “I Worship You” was very appropriate for Communion and though provoking for us adults. Children telling us we should worship God – Amen.
The other 3 songs all had strong messages for us who really listen to the words. Great job done by the VeBS kids.
Allison Marr’s bulletin cover was so very cool and seemed to be a big hit. I liked the new pastor – Pastor Brain. Brains and hair too – thanks you Allison. The 2 seagulls were very cool as well.
Speaking of seagulls, the puppets that Diana made for her class were totally amazing. They reminded me of Gertrude and Heathcliffe. Trivia question for today. From which TV show were Gertrude and Heathcliffe part of???
On Sunday we had 2 visitors, who came along with Glenda and 2 other gentleman who came seeking something. I pray that with God’s help (and ours) that these men can find what they are looking for.
This coming Sunday, we will be looking at Matthew 15:21-28 and how Jesus cast out a demon from a little girl. Sounds so simple, but what are the hidden meanings behind this Gentile woman asking for help for her daughter. Who did Jesus come to minister to, the Jews or the Gentile OR the Jews and the Gentiles?
Then the week of August 13 to the 19, I will be on vacation – so there will be no Sunday morning service on August 19, but in the evening of August 19, we, as a church, have been invited to go to Bear River East Baptist church and lead the service and bring the message. I will speaking on Hebrews 12:1-3; the title of the sermon – “The Man Behind the Man in the Mirror.”
I am looking for choir members to come to Bear River East and help lead the congregation, in an outdoor/drive-in service (or anyone else who would like to step in on that night).
It has been a very busy summer thus far. We have had the Marriage Enrichment Course, VeBs preparation, the Couple’s Retreat/getaway, and then VeBS itself. God has blessed us with much success, fun, laughter and love.
Thank you, Lord!
Thank you, Lord!
Thank you, Lord!
This Sunday we will have any bulletin created from the kid’s artwork (from a few weeks ago). I wonder whose drawing it will be?
Well blessings upon you and remember; God loves you – very much.
PBB
VeBS was simply amazing! Thank you Christy and April – and all the kids who came. I also want to acknowledge the teachers, leaders and helpers – well done and thank you for giving to the Lord. Our kids are our future; and what a bright future we do have.
Sunday’s worship and Communion service was very special. We had some guests who were treated to the VeBS kids and leaders singing. Everyone did a wonderful job. The songs they sang all added so much to the service. The call to worship song “I Worship You” was very appropriate for Communion and though provoking for us adults. Children telling us we should worship God – Amen.
The other 3 songs all had strong messages for us who really listen to the words. Great job done by the VeBS kids.
Allison Marr’s bulletin cover was so very cool and seemed to be a big hit. I liked the new pastor – Pastor Brain. Brains and hair too – thanks you Allison. The 2 seagulls were very cool as well.
Speaking of seagulls, the puppets that Diana made for her class were totally amazing. They reminded me of Gertrude and Heathcliffe. Trivia question for today. From which TV show were Gertrude and Heathcliffe part of???
On Sunday we had 2 visitors, who came along with Glenda and 2 other gentleman who came seeking something. I pray that with God’s help (and ours) that these men can find what they are looking for.
This coming Sunday, we will be looking at Matthew 15:21-28 and how Jesus cast out a demon from a little girl. Sounds so simple, but what are the hidden meanings behind this Gentile woman asking for help for her daughter. Who did Jesus come to minister to, the Jews or the Gentile OR the Jews and the Gentiles?
Then the week of August 13 to the 19, I will be on vacation – so there will be no Sunday morning service on August 19, but in the evening of August 19, we, as a church, have been invited to go to Bear River East Baptist church and lead the service and bring the message. I will speaking on Hebrews 12:1-3; the title of the sermon – “The Man Behind the Man in the Mirror.”
I am looking for choir members to come to Bear River East and help lead the congregation, in an outdoor/drive-in service (or anyone else who would like to step in on that night).
It has been a very busy summer thus far. We have had the Marriage Enrichment Course, VeBs preparation, the Couple’s Retreat/getaway, and then VeBS itself. God has blessed us with much success, fun, laughter and love.
Thank you, Lord!
Thank you, Lord!
Thank you, Lord!
This Sunday we will have any bulletin created from the kid’s artwork (from a few weeks ago). I wonder whose drawing it will be?
Well blessings upon you and remember; God loves you – very much.
PBB
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
VeBS
Wow, VeBS is awesome and fun. Night number 2 is already gone and tonight # 3. #0 kids and they are all so loud and yelling and running around with smiles on their faces - what's up with that?
Christy and April (and all the other teachers and helpers) are doing a wonderful job for the kids. So, if anyone hasn't come to check out VeBS, it's not too late - come tonight 6:00 - 8:30.
Don't forget about the Sunday School picnic this Sunday afternoon - all are welcome.
Blessings
PBB
Christy and April (and all the other teachers and helpers) are doing a wonderful job for the kids. So, if anyone hasn't come to check out VeBS, it's not too late - come tonight 6:00 - 8:30.
Don't forget about the Sunday School picnic this Sunday afternoon - all are welcome.
Blessings
PBB
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