Showing posts with label Correctional Centre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Correctional Centre. Show all posts

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Almost Night Time

It was almost dark the other night when my dog, Geordie and myself went for a wander down at the Correctional Centre on York Road.


It was very cold too!


I giggled to myself as I watched some of the ducks flying in and sliding on top of the thin ice but others plopping right into the open water nearby and then letting out a "Quack! I've arrived!"


Then I got too cold to watch further and I had lost nearly all of my available light so I snapped a few photos and off I went back to my home!



Saturday, February 9, 2008

Another Sunset



Incredible Artwork of the Creator






I don't know if you all think about sunsets like I do--I just love them and find that they are so special. Our Creator has created such wonderful works of art with His paintbrush, hasn't He? As I was out last evening and the sun was almost set and there wasn't much light left, I just kep on snapping. All of the photos didn't turn out but I thought I'd share yet one more with you all of the beautiful sky.


As I stood there and stared at the beautiful sky that was changing by the minute and as I heard the honking of the geese, the less noisy quacking of the many mallards, and other wild things out there on the water, my mind kept on helping me to remember about the words of a song I had heard earlier in the day on the radio. It's entitled, "The Paintbrush" and I'm going to share the words with you...






THE PAINT BRUSH
Chuck Milhuff



Life started out like a canvas
And God started painting on me
But I took the paintbrush from Jesus
And painted what I wished to see.


The colors I painted kept running
And the objects were all out of size
I had made a mess of my painting
My way now seemed so unwise.


So I brought my painting to Jesus
All the colors, the pieces so wrong
In the markets of earth it was worthless
But His blood made my painting belong.


He worked with no condemnation
Never mentioned the mess I had made
Then He dipped His brush in the rainbow
And He signed it, the price has been paid.


When I gave the brush back to Jesus,
When I gave the brush back to Him
He started all over life’s canvas to fill
When I gave to Jesus the brush of my will.


He worked with no condemnation
Never mentioned the mess I had made
Then He dipped His brush in the rainbow
And He signed it, the price has been paid.



Yes, it was a lovely sunset last night and even though I was standing in snow that was deeper than my knees and I didn't remember to bring my gloves from the car, I so enjoyed looking at the wonderful artwork created by my Father and I thank Him for bringing to my remembrance this wonderful poem.


Thursday, February 7, 2008

Sunset Tonight




Correctional Centre Sunset Tonight




It was a lovely sunset tonight. I went to Riverside Park and got a few photos but the sunset was even nicer by the time I got to my house so drove down to the old Correctional Centre which is a beautiful piece of land that now the city is trying to figure out what to do with!


They are talking about putting in a subdivision of houses in there and what a disaster that would be!



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