The Topic Is Anger!

Anger is everywhere these days. It is in the air, and it lives and feeds and grows, on-line and in our political discourse. There is a lot to be angry about, like injustice and war and our own impotence to affect change or control our circumstances.

Over the years I have spent a lot of time dwelling on this subject. It has been a consuming topic for me because for a long time (too long) it was my chief identifying emotion. As I realised I had a problem, I began to cast about in search of a role model. While there were innumerable people who handled anger better than me, I failed to find a role model I could imitate! There were people who never seemed to get really angry. I knew I could not do that! There were people who swallowed their anger and bitter experience taught me this would not work for me. Some were passive aggressive, and I did not admire that as a method. Many, many were better than me with anger, but I could not find a wholesome or workable model.

The scriptures not only give me permission to be angry, but actually encourage anger. It seems this is a God given emotion. It is a tool which we wield most clumsily. When I first looked to Jesus, I saw only ‘Jesus Meek and Mild,’ and I allowed this one-dimensional caricature to dominate. Apparently Jesus was not in all ways tempted like me and was incapable of anger. Sure, he got “righteously” angry at money changers, but “righteous” anger was not my problem.

Now I see Jesus quite differently. When Judas betrayed him with a kiss, the Jesus who was indeed tempted in all ways, felt anger. He looked Judas in the eyes, not letting him off the hook and thereby confronted him with his awful betrayal. After Peter’s denial again we see him looking Peter in the eye and the terrible weight of Peter’s denial crashes upon him.

Jesus had taught about turning the cheek. This was not solely to offer the abuser another opportunity, but more so to look that person in the eyes and force them to see your humanity in the face of their inhumanity.

Jesus followed his own model as he dealt with inhumanity and abuse. He was angry and yet did not sin. No one was ever just ‘let off the hook.’ Everyone is confronted with their behaviour and the horrendous consequences that flow from them.

It is not only okay to be angry, but it also seems a Gospel imperative! Like sex we have perverted the gift of anger. We abuse and misuse anger to justify our own inhumanity!

Being angry well is really difficult. I have come to believe though that God does not ask of us that which we can not do through Him. He says, “Be angry and not sin.,” and this is one of the many things we can do “through Christ who strengthens us.”

In this life and times, there is a lot to be angry about. The chore for me is to choose my anger well and to feel and act on it in a way that honours God. I fail often at this. I fall well short of this ‘mark,’ but it remains the ‘mark’ nevertheless! I fail and I repent and reset. I think I am getting better. I think I sometimes hit the mark, or nearly so. My goal is progress rather than perfection for I find that solely striving for perfection frustrates me to the point of abandonment.

We had our first “Finding Freedom” Bible Study last Saturday and it was a really enjoyable time. We hope to see a couple of more people this week.

Linda and I believe we have turned a corner health-wise. Thank you for your prayers.

Tag You’re It!

This week I got an email from a friend letting me know it was Walter’s 90th birthday. Walter and I had lost touch over the years, but we were great friends in the day. When we first began to work together there was a bit of trepidation on both our parts. I had been asked to move to Toronto to work at the National Office. I became the Director, Capt. T.’s assistant. I think I got the position mostly because, in those days, I was quite strong and could carry Capt. T., who had just had hip surgery, up and down stairs and help him into his car etc. Over the next few years Capt. T. and I became joined at the hip (pun fully intended!). We prayed and planned together as he directed our society. When Capt. T. finally retired Walter was his natural successor. I wondered how I would fit in his new team, and he wondered if I could be a member of his team. Over the next months we too became fast friends. There was a team of four of us that prayed and planned for the next few years. We had so much fun! It was the best of times. We laughed and cried together.

I called Walter on his birthday, and we had a wonderful time of reminiscing and laughing. We remarked about how faithful God has been through the years. Walter’s parting words still ring in my ears “Love you brother.”  I am so glad I took the opportunity to call and regret that I had not done it much sooner.

This story means a lot to me this week because at that same time I was in my annual funk as I recalled the birth of our son, Jamie, and his tragic death. Each May I fall over this same emotional cliff. This week Walter’s conversation was my parachute, halting my descent into sorrow. I am grateful for that but especially grateful for the reminder of God’s faithfulness over the years!

Linda and I have been battling physical health issues this week. Her cough had me quite frightened at times, but we are both on the mend, though she lags behind still.

At Threshold House we have had a ‘good news/bad news’ time. Our newest resident, Jonathan, is fitting in well and we are so happy to be a part of his journey. At the same time Mo, our Night Pastor, let me know that for personal and family reasons he needed to move back to the Moncton area. We are actively seeking a new Night Assistant. We would value your prayers for this search.

This Saturday morning, we are starting a new “Finding Freedom” study at Threshold House. I am really looking forward to this. It will be our home grown follow up from our “Life’s Healing Choices” study. Our experience that when we start these kinds of studies, that the enemy disrupts, so we are asking for prayers for this effort.

Once my health and strength are back we will begin our Friday Fellowship Drop In. The donated pool table and dart board will join our card and board games.

So, we have lots to pray about. Tag you’re it!

Make Me a Blesser

In the spring of the year, we delight in seeing signs of hope and growth. These signs hearten us as we shake off the affects of winter hibernation. The first crocus, the forsythia bush with its yellow burgeons or the greening lawns whisper at first and then shout, “New Life is on the way!” Such is ‘the Rite of Spring.’ It is an exhilarating time!

I was witness to another delightful sign of hope. It was ‘a sign’  of new life and hope for the local church. A group of about a dozen very ordinary people gather weekly to study a book, “BLESS” by David and Jon Ferguson. It is not just that we are studying this book together, but the excitement involved! There is a palpable commitment and enthusiasm to be a blessing.

God’s original commitment to Abraham was that Abraham would be blessed and that he would be a blessing to the rest of the world. The Fergusons propose that God has not changed strategies. God’s desire for the Church is that we bless the world so God might be glorified.

They follow two missionary groups. One is a group of ‘Converters.’ This group was determined to faithfully preach the Word of God so people would hear and respond in faith. The other group were ‘Blessers.’ This group sought to love people and bless them in Jesus’ Name. At the end of the missions the ‘Converters’ had extremely limited success but the ‘Blessers’ reported many more conversions. Blessing rather than converting proved the more effective way!

This past week we read about the importance of prayer in being a blesser. It is after all, only God who can bless! Beginning with prayer puts ‘the horse before the cart.’ Praying also involves us in listening. Jesus says, “My sheep know my voice..” By asking who and how we can bless we discern our Great Shepherd’s voice. We read story after story of people who listened and acted on decided that  the Shepherd’s voice. Then we regaled each other with our own experiences. By the end we decided that enlisting the ‘supernatural’ ought to be the most natural of things for us.

We parted with a commitment to put this to the test in our own lives and to report back next week about our experiences. I am filled with that ‘springtime’ hope. I see signs of a fresh awakening to the possibilities of God blessing our families, neighbourhoods, and community as we seek to bless! This is the very kind of awakening that birthed the early Church. Ordinary people who have experienced God’s blessing choosing to bless others, only the mind of God could conceive such a life-bringing strategy.

This week we had another ‘sign’ of life. Jonathan M. became our newest resident at Threshold House. We are very pleased to have him join us, and we look forward to all God is going to do in and through his life.

Linda and I had a lovely visit with a Mothers’ Union. These lovely ladies had some really creative ways they would like to bless the residents of Threshold House. We look forward to this growing relationship.

We have had several pieces of furniture donated and renovations continue. We held a BBQ for the residents and their families and friends last week We hope this is the first of many such events.

Please keep us in prayer. Linda and I have both had some battles with cold and flu which has depleted our energy. Thanks.

S.O.S: Stretch Or Starve

I learned a hard lesson. (In retrospect I have learned many hard lessons but let us concentrate on this one at the moment.) In my early fifties I decided to join a baseball team. Once upon a time I had played a lot of baseball, and this seemed like fun. In my youth I never found the need for stretching. Young muscles seemed to be instantly available for use. However, my aged muscles were significantly less adaptable. The first time I asked them for a burst of speed my hamstring ‘snapped’! I was in a lot of discomfort for a number of weeks! After a long lay-off from sport I had failed to prepare properly. I had not warmed up. I had not stretched. I was unprepared.

I think this hard lesson is applicable to us as a Church. After a long season of covid, when church ‘activity’ mostly involved sitting in front of a screen, we feel the stirrings to arise and shake off our slumber! We long to be a relational rather than sedentary church. We hear afresh the great “Go!” of the gospel. We are awakening to the call of God to actively be blessing the world and vocally sharing the Good News. I suggest though that our we take some time to ‘warm up.’ To leap into active relational/missional life without preparation may have painful unforeseen consequences. Like me playing baseball we need to stretch! We are not ready to burst into the activities as we did before. These activities may not be the right ones for us now.

Romans 13:10-11 gives us wisdom for this very issue. “Love does no harm to its neighbour. Therefore, love is the fulfillment of the law. And do this, understanding the present time. The hour has come to wake up from your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed.” The context involves Paul’s exhortation to the church to actively be loving the world. He calls the Church to ‘wake up’ from slumber. This has a powerful meaning for us as we emerge from our forced time of hibernation/fallowness these past two years. Now is a time to love the lost world like no time before, for the time is nearer than ever before. But we cannot just simply spring from slumber into service. We need to stretch. We need to prepare!

My wife always seems to know when I have decided to get up in the morning. I thought at first it was a ‘woman’s intuition’ thing, but I have come to learn that I tip off my intentions. I always stretch just before I roll out of bed. I unconsciously stretch in preparation for a day of activity.

Before we race out to engage an unsuspecting world we need to prepare. We need to pray so that we are engaged with the only true evangelist, God. Without God’s work in us and in our neighbour we labour in vain. We pray, not to enlist God in our endeavour, but to enlist ourselves in God’s endeavour. We ask for opportunities to intentionally connect with neighbours. We ask for opportunities to ‘hear’ the cares and concerns of our neighbours. We ask for opportunities to serve or bless our neighbours. We ask for opportunities to invite our neighbours to shared activities especially eating or drinking together.

Having asked God’s company on this mission to be a blessing we look with anticipation for answers to our prayers. As our relationship grows we will hear our neighbour’s story and we will gain relational reciprocity, and we can share our story. People often object to speaking because of a lack of confidence but we are all experts of our own story! Our story of God’s grace and mercy is irrefutable evidence to our friend.

All along we have been bathing this intentional/missional friendship in prayer and now we seek God for ways to connect not just with our story but with the Gospel story. If we remain prayerful and spiritually fit we can expect opportunities to do just that.

A dear friend of mine used to say “There are three things that are wonderful! People are wonderful! Jesus is wonderful! And introducing the two is WONDERFUL!”

Before buffet meals Capt. T. used to holler out “It’s S-O-S, stretch or starve!” It is the same with our missional activity! Let us stretch in preparation for a time of rich fellowship around the Banqueting Table of the King of Kings.

A Wonderful Week in Review

It was a real honour to be invited to the celebration last night. The ‘Solution Group’ was celebrating the fourth anniversary of their founding. These folks meet each week at Threshold House, and it has been a joy to know each one and watch them over the passage of years. I have witnessed miracle after miracle as folks who began in a “seemingly hopeless state” have become healthier and more and more useful both in their group but also in the wider community. I cannot claim any responsibility for this ongoing transformation, but that we open our doors for this vital ministry and pray for them regularly.

Last night everyone had an opportunity to share what the group has meant to them. Each in turn expressed thanks to God! This spiritual program has had a positive effect and now group members know the importance of humble service. The secret of success is humility and service. These traits replace the self-centredness and selfishness of previous ‘living’ and provides the means for discovering new and meaningful life. I was a bit surprised when I was asked to share. My usual contributions are to read something or to pray. I was able to thank God for the opportunity to be ‘a fly on the wall’ as I witness the transforming work of God in the lives of those who surrender to His will.

This week Linda and I also had the joy of hosting our small House Church for an Easter Dinner. Afterwards we watched a wonderful message from Max Lucado, who spoke so plainly and clearly, and we sang and prayed together. It was a wonderful end to a beautiful day.

The day began with a ‘Sun Rise Service.’ We had to trust the sun had indeed risen. We did not see the physical sun because it was hidden behind clouds and drizzle, but the evidence of its rising was unmistakable as the dark world turned grey and birds began to hail the dawn. A dozen or so of us gathered under a picnic shelter and welcomed that ‘Happy Morning’ as people from age to age have done! After a snack by the lakeside of salmon we all went home to warm up before our next celebration. This was a Church Breakfast! Eighty plus gathered for breakfast and an Easter celebration

After breakfast Linda and I met with and prayed with a friend who was being baptised that Easter morning. It was a joy to pray with her and to hold her towel and to get a ‘close up’ experience of her rapturous emergence from the water.

The church was the fullest I have seen it in over two years. Most people remain masked but there was a joy in the air. We were joined in our pew by our daughter and her family. It was great to bounce our little grandson as we sang with Easter joy.

Life can be difficult, but Easter joy can sustain us. We have seen a lot of death lately. A wonderful lady and one of the most encouraging people I know died after a valiant struggle with Covid. This is a reminder that there are still vulnerable people among us, and that this type of death is not an easy one! One of my former students also died recently leaving a young family. The suddenness and shock of this is pervasive.

My friend J. remains in the psych ward at the hospital while her various workers make decisions about her future. She is quite distressed by the options they are considering. We are much in prayer for her. I find myself haunted by the lyrics of James Taylor’s song “Fire and Rain,” “the plans they made put an end to you…” It is my fervent prayer that the absolute best decisions might be made for her and that a fresh start might lie in her future.

We were disappointed when the staff from Teen Challenge could not come to Threshold House. They have Covid in their centre and so we are looking to reschedule once they are clear of that.

This week we are planning a visit to a farm that was donated to Out Flow. We are wondering whether there might be ways that the residents of Threshold House might be useful to the development of this property and its potential for ministry.

Renovations of our East Wing will soon be under way. We survived the winter with its snow removal and heating costs, and we are still ‘in the black.’ Praise God! We are trusting the Lord for our future as well!

Blessed Easter!

The Glory of the Cross

The cross offers hope! It offers hope for those who are trapped in the terrible grip of addictions and is the hope for this sin steeped world. At the cross the overwhelming impossibly colossal barrier of sin met the infinite power of love, There Jesus “bore in his body” the sin of the World, past, present, and future! There justice and mercy met and there as the sky turned black the veil (symbolising the separation of sinful humanity from a Holy God) was torn from the top to bottom. This was God’s initiative! Reconciliation is available because of the cross. It is God’s doing and not our own. “All we like sheep  have gone astray; …. And the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.” (Isaiah 53:6) At the cross Christ did what we were powerless to do.

This powerlessness is at the heart of addiction and every other sin that plagues humanity. We have fallen and we cannot get up by our own power. Try as we might, we cannot lift ourselves from the miry clay. We have few options. 1) Spend our lives in futile struggle failing time and time again to do what we cannot. 2) Give up and wallow in muck and mire as we sink lower and lower. 3) Cry out to the Lord for help. This help is offered free and fully through the cross!

At Threshold House we firmly espouse this third way, the way of the cross. What is impossible for us alone can be done through the victory won at the cross.

This week we are hosting a visit from the Director of the New Brunswick Teen Challenge and the Addictions Counsellor from that centre. We hope that soon we can become a landing spot for graduates of their program, and we look forward to strengthening out ties with them and the men who live there. In the near future Morris, the pastor of our church, and I are planning to make a trip down to the centre in Memrancook to visit with all the residents offering our support for their ‘next steps.’

We are taking a break over the easter weekend from our Men’s Breakfast. Next week will be the final week of our five-week series “Finding Your Way Back to God.” It has been nice to get back to this type of event.

I am hoping that the weather permits us to go ahead with our Sunrise Service this Sunday. I have the opportunity to share as the dawn breaks symbolising the dawning of New Life through the Resurrection!

Last Sunday I had the opportunity to preach “The Cross” to a gathering at Edith Avenue  Church. This is a message I never tire of sharing. “In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o’er the wrecks of time.”

After the Fall

The last few years and even weeks have amply demonstrated the Church’s folly of investing our hopes in ambitious and talented leaders. Like Humpty Dumpty these men were all set up high. Their moral failures were overlooked or not looked upon at all. Like Humpty their fall has been great and the damage severe. It is easy to point and blame hypocritical leaders and these men are not without blame, but the fault lies not only in these stars but in the Church that exalted them. I am convinced we get the leaders we are looking for. As long as the Church looks to ambition and charm rather than meekness and humility we are doomed to a repetition of these ‘great falls.

Jesus certainly disappointed his followers who sought a leader who would provide facile answers to the current Roman oppression. He was welcomed into Jerusalem and hailed as King. Probably folks in that throng pictured a powerful assertive leader. They were to be disappointed as “like a lamb before its shearers He was silent.” In humble submission He agreed to the cross. In meekness He bore sins not his own! Should we not seek to have and to be leaders after this example?

While some seek the latest ‘Flash in the Pan” others humbly toil, recognized by few in contented service to God and his Church. These are the heroes! These are the Christ-like leaders! These folks are rarely exalted or celebrated but we remember “The meek shall inherit the Earth.” And “Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus who humbled himself… wherefore God has highly exalted Him.” In the economy of God, the way to exaltation runs through humility and meek obedience.

The acknowledgement of this world is fleeting. Think of Alexander the Great. When I was a boy I was impressed that Alexander filled nearly two pages in the Encyclopedia. Years later I notice his glory filled less. More and more had happened in the world and his legacy had shrunk. It continues to shrink and pale over time. If “The Conqueror of the Known World” has such a fading legacy, how long will my paltry achievements last? If I live to satisfy my ambitions I am doomed to irrelevance!

Jesus tells us that where our treasure is that our heart will be there also. Temporal treasure leads to temporary rewards but what is done in humble service to the Kingdom of God and in meek submission to the lordship of Jesus our King, will bring lasting rewards and satisfaction.

Perhaps all these ‘fallen men’ point us to a better way. I think I ought to aspire to humility and meekness. I pray the Church might commit to these virtues afresh.

Logjam Released (?)

It finally feels like a logjam has been released!

Last week we were able to have a few face-to-face gatherings and it was a very encouraging time. Phil Appleby, who is one of the leaders of the ministry Out Flow, which operates a homeless shelter, provides meals, supports housing, and operates a few social enterprise operations, came by to lead our morning Bible Study and chat about the future. We have some interest in partnering with them in the development of some farm property they were given. The idea of having a project like that for the men in our residence to participate in, is intriguing. One venture is to establish a small sawmill on site. This is the very thing that has long been a dream for our Night Pastor Mo. We had a tremendous time of fellowship around the Word, a powerful prayer time and an agreement to keep the discussions going. We hope to visit the farm sometime in the next few weeks!

On Sunday we had a team from Teen Challenge visit Threshold House. There were four residents of Teen Challenge on the team. They showed great interest and even enthusiasm in applying to Threshold House after their appointed year with Teen Challenge. Since then, we have been invited to visit them in Memramcook. We hope to arrange something this month. Their visit and the enthusiasm have spurred me to hasten phase two of our plan. I have been in touch with the folks who will install necessary smoke detectors and fire alarms in the East Wing. This will enable us to accommodate more residents.

Later this month my pal, Kris, will begin a ten-week workshop teaching the spiritual principles that undergird the Big Book. Even long-time members of AA are often not clear about the true intent of the Big Book and this workshop is designed to help this.

We currently have a ‘Life’s Healing Choices’ study going. The honest discussions are quite inspiring.

We are in the third week of our five-week Men’s Breakfasts. We have developed a wonderful team of guys to prepare and serve this meal, and the were a couple of new guys in attendance this last week. Both seemed like they could really use a healthy meal!

Plans are in the works for some future events. We have no timetable, but these events include: a Grand Opening, a series of ‘Spaghetti and a Message’ dinners, a lunch time “Soup for Souls,” and guest speakers at our Bible Studies. Our Friday Fellowship Night will begin as soon as we have delivery of our new maroon pool table. We have not forgotten ‘Shalom Saturday,’ but it remains in the payer stage.

I have the opportunity to preach on April 10th. This message will be centred on the cross which is my favourite topic of all! On April 17th  I will be preaching at the Sun Rise service at 6:30 at the Reservoir. It will be a privilege to share the message of hope as the day dawns. There is no message more relevant to this sick and war-torn world than the cross and resurrection!

We have much to keep in prayer! The more active we become the greater our expenses so please pray for that as well.

Prayer Made Simple

I often wish you could hear the prayers of some of the folks we serve. These petitions are so real, and honest. It is humbling to be in the presence of such pure and simple faith. This past week one of our dear friends got the news that her psychiatrist was taking a sabbatical year. She gives him and his tender care, credit for her quality of life. Years ago, it looked like she would live her whole life in institutions but miraculously she progressed to life in a care home and then to ‘independent living.’ My friend knows, though, that there is no such thing as independent living. There are all sorts of relationships that support and enable her. Chief among these, in her mind, is Dr. J. She will miss him dearly over this coming year!

In her prayer last week, she recognized his importance and thanked God for him. She said, “Thanks for Dr. J. He has kept me sane for 25 years … but we know it is not him but you God who has done this.” In the face of this scary loss and the grief and fear she simply named God as the essential force for her health. I suspect that a few years ago this sabbatical would have thrown her for a loop. I foresee that there may well be rocky days ahead, but as she has grown in intimacy with God she faces what she could not before, and she does so with a simple faith that puts me to shame.

Last week I mentioned that our guys wanted a pool table and saw it as an important element in creating fellowship and relationships within our community but also with people outside our walls. I told them that I did not have “pool table faith.” Our praying friend would not likely share my hesitance. This week I got a call from someone who shared the guy’s vision for this and is paying for the table. I am thinking that we will open our space for a drop in, fellowship time on Friday nights. This table along with; board games, music, and snacks will help us foster community relationships.

This Sunday we will be hosting a team from Teen Challenge. We will give a tour of the building and share lunch together. One young man is from Saint John and if all goes well for him could be a likely candidate for Threshold House!

We had our first Men’s Breakfast last Saturday and things went really well. We hope the number will swell (we had 16) and to accommodate this we are moving to a much larger room. Moving to the room also helps us space people out which is a good thing.

We have several applications that have been requested and almost every week I talk with someone who has someone in their circle who might be a candidate. We are waiting for the right people to come and fill our house. I am already sensing the need to expedite further renovations to add the east wing of the building as residential space. Lots of things remain and the ‘to do’ list grows! These are signs of life!

Please keep us in your prayers.

Normalcy May Not Return, Jesus Will!

Things are moving in the direction of ‘normal.’ A friend of mine who suffers with mental illness once told me “Normal is just a setting on a dryer!” As I think about gathering for a maskless Men’s Breakfast tomorrow I feel a sense of hope and of anxiety. Almost all the participants will be totally vaccinated, including me, but after two years this once familiar practice seems strange. It will be wonderful to meet in ‘table fellowship’ again and it feels foreign. We will be taking some precautions but much less than before. In the meantime, China is again locking down its citizens and case counts in Europe are rising. I am told to stop looking at ‘case counts’ as a measure but old habits die hard! I am hoping that a good meal and even better News are the only things shared tomorrow morning.

As I was mentally preparing for this ‘return to normalcy’ I was offered the opportunity to fill in for our pastor at Wednesday’s Worship Night. I recalled the unofficial motto of the Church Army, now called Threshold, “Be prepared to: Preach, Pray, or Die at a moment’s notice!” Naturally, then, I said yes to the request and began wondering what I could share.

Because I was at that time wrestling with feelings of anxiety I decided to look at the Psalmist David’s prescription for such feelings. I was drawn to Psalm 37:1-4 . The initial line caught my eye right away “Do not fret…” This spoke right to my issue. My problem is, though, I am really bad at ‘don’ts.’ If I see a sign that says, “Do not touch.” I have an almost irresistible urge to do just that. Fortunately, David goes on to give me some ‘dos,’ which I respond much more positively. He invites me to get some perspective by realising what is temporary and what is lasting and the calls me to trust in the Lord. This scratches right where I itch because often times my anxiety is an expression of a lack of trust in Go, in his character and in his promises. So, once I align my perspective and make God and God’s will my guiding star, the psalmist goes on with his prescription with “do good.” In this phase of anxiety release he calls me to action. My experience is that prolonged inactivity does not help but exacerbates my anxiety. But I am not just to ‘get busy’ I am to “do good.”  The formula seems simple: seek the Lord and do his will as I best understand it. When I do this God promises that I “will dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.” This reminds me of Psalm 23 and also Jesus’ assertion that he has come “to give you life in abundance.”

At this point my heart finds rest. I believe that right now, though there is risk, God is making a way for a return to in person fellowship. I need this and so do others. ‘Virtual’ life is despite the nomenclature, not real life. I am keenly aware that we ought not to throw all caution to the wind and though governments may be loathe to set mandates the Church ought to be sensitive to the health of the community.

On another note, Threshold House has financially survived the heating costs of the winter and the huge snow clearing bills. We are really grateful to God and his people for this. We have major expenses ahead though as we continue with our renovation plans for the lighting system. We will need soon to address fire alarms and spoke detectors in the remaining wing. This will cost another $4000. In addition, the guys in residence have been praying for a pool table. They have a place already in mind for it. They believe it would greatly enhance the ministry and outreach of Threshold House. Perhaps you would like to join them in these prayers. This is a stretch for me. I told them I have “heat and lights faith,” but I may not have “pool table faith.” The guys have begun to pray like the man who said to Jesus “I believe, help my unbelief.”