Blog Recovered!

My oh my, I just stumbled upon my old blog! Seems I have been way to busy lately to even tend it one smidgen for over three years!

Perhaps I will a bit as I grow older and work less and less toward so called retreadment ! LOL!

My Dad's Morris Minor 1000 - Fond memories of an old family car

First car I ever drove was one like this at ten years old I think it was. My dad took me to the local shopping centre on a Sunday to teach me how to drive the old stick shift We scared the heck out of our neighbour Mrs. Brown when I waved!

Looked a lot like this one. Just a little more rusty and dark grey.
For awhile there, until my first generation Canadian Scottish dad, Eric got the muffler changed, you could hear him coming home from work over a mile away! I'd tell my mom to put on supper as he would be home soon. And home he came! It was quite the event some days. Kids on the block would run after him as he announced his coming with a Beep beep, b'beep BEEP! Beep! Dogs barking, kids running laughing and yelling! Once Dad drove right around the house beeping that horn with all those kids and dogs and of course me and my sister among them! Too much fun! I think my mom squashed THAT one pretty quick. But the car apparently didn't like it. One night coming home in the rain, we hit a huge puddle that managed to break through that rusty hole through the floor up Mom's legs on her side! I'll never forget THAT scream!

Kid Clown

When I was 8, my dad insisted on taking me to The Shriner's Circus in Vancouver to be a clown for a day. I was pretty shy and didn't want to go, but he made me. The newspaper took shots of me and they called me "The Saddest Clown in Town". Sorry I don't have a tear sheet of it. BUT, I DID find these shots my dad took on slide fill with the old Rollie camera. Dug them out and scanned a few for you to see.

Eternity

In the early 70's after a very violent storm I went out with my new Rollie camera that my dad sent me to see what I could capture of it. Came across this and named the image simply "Eternity". All these years later this image is especially a heartfelt one as on the shore just steps for where this was photographed I had the privilage of introducing my sister Muriel to my very best friend "who sticks closer than a brother" at the end of April 1983. She passed suddenly on into His ever caring arms February 17 1996.

My parents surprised me by calling me and asking me if I felt it would be okay to have her body cremated and spread some of the ashes at Dunderave Pier. At the end of this pier where you see the wave breaking and spewing mist is within two meters of where we spread her ashes along with one yellow rose. I did not know Jesus personally when I took this dramatic picture, but God who knows the end from the beginning knows each of us intimately more than we know ourselves!

The Gift

So, this image I found (and forgive me if it is copyrighted, I am not using it for profit, just encouragement, until I can take one like it!) says it all, "Put your hand into the Hand of the One who stilled the water" goes the old gospel song. Lord may I always be putting not only my hands, heart, and soul into Your able nail scarred hands and letting Your wonderful Spirit work but those who may not know You yet.

Jesus said, "Though you are evil know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more so will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to the ones who ask" – Luke 11:13

God uses a Catholic sister in my work

Over the last while, customer's have periodically phoned in to Canadian Baby Photographers to complain about me. Mainly because we have to work very quickly and having a sharp tongue by nature, they have misconstrued my professionalism and speed for abruptness and rudeness so I have to be dealt with by someone from home office. My hands get slapped and I am told not to do it again basically … until next time. This has been going on for almost ten years now!

Finally they found someone in the company with a little more wisdom and grace perhaps than most to help me. Lynn whose hubby escaped cancer through surgery and prayer recently and who goes "to mass every morning" before work. After her working with me, communicating, trying to understand just why this happens, after the third time this year she said to me, "Kent, why no try this, this is what I do when I have a hard time with people. "I just say, Lord, please send Your Holy Spirit to come between me and the people I meet"

Wow! When I do, there is so much peace and the shoot goes so smoothly! Thank you Lord for Lynn and her suggestion. You are amazing! So close, personal and involved when we simply invite our Pa Pa to show up through Him Who first loved us and Your wonderful Holy Spirit! Praise You!

Pray never ceasing

God has, ever since last week's terrible earthquake, has been giving me much liberty in my conversations and requests with Him on behalf of others and great peace has resulted! Thank you Lord for doing this in me, and I praise you for the miracles You are performing worldwide as you partner with many others as well in this wonderful work of Yours!

THIS is the work of God, to believe in the One Who He has sent - Jesus in John