Stories of Hope

  It was Friday August 24th 2012,the fourth anniversary of our 15 year old son Geoffrey's passing away after his battle with cancer. Jody had taken the day off and I was home after finishing my week of working nights. We would normally use this day to reflect, remember and eat his favourite meal at the grave.

  There have been times in my life when I could not give thanks and did not feel like singing or praising God. At such times, the sight and sound of seemingly healthy families and happy worshipers was like salt in an open wound. Realistically, I always knew that there were others in church who were also in pain. But when you’re down, you don’t necessarily want to be with people who seem to be up!

  Thinking about Thanksgiving brings visions of turkey, stuffing, veggies and that oh-so-good home-made pie. It sounds delicious!!

  Hey everybody, I have been in San Pedro, Belize for almost 5 weeks now. It’s hard to believe how quickly time goes by here and how much I’ve learned in the short time I have been here. I can already start to see and feel God working in my life, challenging me in difficult situations that can make me feel uncomfortable or self-conscious.

  By now the Creator’s Sacrifice has been viewed by many people and celebrated in two mid-week services. Many school age children have also come through Hope Fellowship to see them.   Not everyone, however, has been thrilled with Ovide Bighetty’s paintings.