another day

a few days ago on a cloudy rainy day one of my customers (I drive a delivery truck) commented on it being a lousy day to be out driving. My response was that it wasn't so bad and we need a couple of bad weather days to better appreciate the good sunny days. That got me thinking about good and bad days, you know the sun is always shining... even during bad weather, the clouds just get in the way for us to see it. Sometimes we have bad days unrelated to the weather and we can't see the good that's around us because the bad stuff gets in the way. God's love for us never changes. His Son, Jesus, is always there but sometimes the clouds get in the way and we can't see him. I think we have all experienced this, I mean we all have "bad stuff" in our lives and sometimes it can really cloud things up. But on those lousy cloudy days remember... behind the clouds awaits the sun to shine another day. I wrote a song about this, I'll include the lyrics below...
peace, m

Another Day
(C) 2009 Michael Broersma

I've been lost myself, felt the fear of being alone, an unknown
Could see no way out, like I was wondering round in a maze, mindless cliches
I've questioned myself, when answers seemed so hard to find, for I was blind
Wrestled with my doubts, struggled to make sense of it all, I felt so small

Sometimes it seems unfair and sometimes it's hard to even care
Is anybody there?
I felt my spirits drain cuz I've been caught out in the rain
But behind the clouds awaits the sun
To shine another day

I've been wrong done by, great injustice I've observed, so undeserved
But I've done wrong myself, memories shrouded in shame, no one to blame

Sometimes it's hard to bear, sometimes it's hard to find a prayer
And not despair
The rain keeps coming down and the storms rage all around
But behind the clouds awaits the sun
To shine another day

Sometimes we need to cry and sometimes it's hard to rely
But I can't deny
A faith that can't be seen and the promise all will be serene
When the clouds break way for the Son
To shine another day

lest we forget...

On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month we pause to remember those who lost their lives in wars past. We pause to remember the young men and women who answered the call to defend freedom and our country and sacrificed everything in doing so. Canadian soldiers have earned the reputation of being courageous, dedicated and tenacious in the face of some very horrific battles. I am the son of European immigrants, my parents were both born in the Netherlands during WWII. If the Allied Forces, of which the Canadian military played a large role, didn't join the fight and liberate what was then Holland then it is likely that my grandparents would never have been able emigrate to Canada. It it probable then that my parents would have never met and I dare say that I would not have been born. In essence you could say that I owe my very life to those soldiers who gave their lives during the liberation of Europe in WWII. Yesterday at 11am I took time to reflect on that. Maybe it's that I'm a little older and have learned to be thankful for things and maybe watching the repatriation processions on the highway of heroes has brought it closer to home too, but I couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. I've never seen war or death, only in the movies, but I don't know if I could have done what they had to do. I'm proud to be Canadian and I'm proud of our Canadian Forces both past and present. I'm also proud to be a Christian. This Sunday at Hope Fellowship we're celebrating Communion in order to remember another sacrifice made on our behalf. God sent his son to take our place on a cross to battle sin and death for us... in reality I owe Him my life too. In Christ we have hope, hope of peace and victory over death. peace, m