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My father and mother were good hard working, God fearing Catholics, who felt it was there call in life to create a large family in at atmosphere of security. I can look back on my life and thank God for these wonderful individuals who had ideals of honor and integrity. Who rose early in the mornings and worked late at night to supply all the earthly needs for eight children. We were not a perfect family and at time resembled the WWF, but there was a constant flow of unconditional love, ecceptance and good discipline. We lived a few miles from the nearest town so trips were designated to shopping, hockey, curling in the winter and baseball, rodeos and picnics in the summer. The rest of the time was work and more work and some play. Some of our greatest moments were Saturday nights sitting with our parents, watching Hockey Night in Canada. Or sitting around the dinning room listening to my father pipe out, "On the Wings of a Snow White Dove." He had an incredible voice the soothed the soul. My mother would then take over with her honky tonk style and bring out the clapping and fun. She glowed with assurance and the laughter would go through the night. Now this does not mean that life was all roses and although as children we were protected from the battles of life my parents went through many struggles financially. Farming was not easy and I know there were many times they felt like quitting, but somehow hope would rise up in the midst of the darkness. Some in our community were not as blessed. One man who use to come out to the farm for sing outs. Committed suicide because of the stress of life and as a young lad it bother me for some time why anyone would take their life. I mean how bad was it! As I grew into an adult I began to feel and see life's battles. It was all great in the secure confines of our family, but in the real world it was not always like that. I did not what to be a farmer because of the work and money and decided to have a career in business management and was I in for a rude awaking. To think that people had no honor or integrity was a lesson in learning. I had always felt a call to be a minister and decided to take the call and was I ever in for a bigger rude awakening. I mean it was a battleground in the business world but the church was armogotten. The book you are about to read was written in the midst of one of these ministry battles and what better way to get healed then to express it through word. I pray that if you are in your battle for life that Jesus will never leave you or forsake you and he has the answer. |
Copyright Roxy J Nolin 1997 |
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