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Tuesday, 23 December 2014
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Saturday, 15 November 2014
Through the Seasons of Grief
Amazing grace, sweet peace.
Love,
Marcia
Dear Marcia,
Oh how we love you! It was so good to see you Friday at the Trinity game to watch the MEI band perform. I do not think that I can even begin to understand a loss as great as yours. I pray for you each day. I want you to know that it is a gift to me to be able to serve you any way that I can, so I am blessed every time I can offer some form of help. Please always feel free to call or email so as to not deprive me of the joy of being of a service to you.
I was looking forward to seeing you today if only to share a word from the Lord. I guess I will have to do this by email which is also fine. Last week, I encountered a time of deep, spirit-led prayer and there were some words given to me. As Paul writes in 1 Corinthians 14:3, words are given "for edification and exhortation and consolation" (NASB). As I prayed for you Marcia, the words were - "You are home." I sense a deep longing in you to be with Carlin again, together in the arms of Jesus, but I felt the Lord speak loving words that you are home right now. Here, among those who love you so deeply, is a home for a season. We love you and want to share this home with you until, one day, we all reach the home of our Father.
This last weekend I was in the hospital. I have since learned that I have a stomach ulcer which resulted in internal bleeding. Lying in a hospital bed, Sam brought me a book she knew I treasured dearly to encourage my heart. Here are the words Charles Spurgeon wrote for November 10th:
DEUTERONOMY 33:27 "The eternal God is thy refuge."
The word refuge may be translated "mansion" or "abiding-place", which gives the thought that God is our abode, our home. There is a fullness and sweetness in the metaphor, for dear to our hearts is our home, although it be the humblest cottage, or the scantiest garret; and dearer far is our blessed God, in whom we live and move, and have our being. It is at home that we feel safe: we shut the world out and dwell in quiet security. So when we are with our God we "fear no evil". He is our shelter and retreat, our abiding refuge. At home, we take our rest; it is there we find repose after the fatigue and toil of the day. And so our hearts find rest in God, when, wearied with life's conflict, we turn to Him, and our soul dwells at ease. At home, also, we let our hearts loose; we are not afraid of being misunderstood, nor of our words being misconstrued.
So when we are with God we can commune freely with Him, laying open all our hidden desires; for if the "secrets of the Lord is with them that fear Him," the secrets of them that fear Him ought to be, and must be, with their Lord. Home, too, is the place of our truest and purest happiness: and it is in God that our hearts find their deepest delight. We have joy in Him which far surpasses all other joy. It is also for home that we work and labour. The thought of it gives strength to bear the daily burden, and quickens the fingers to perform the task; and in this sense we may also say that God is our home. Love to Him strengthens us. We think of Him in the person of His dear Son; and a glimpse of the suffering face of the Redeemer constrains us to labour in His cause. We feel that we must work, for we have brethren yet to be saved, and we have our Father's heart to make glad by bringing home His wandering sons; we would fill with holy mirth the sacred family among whom we dwell. Happy are those who have thus the God of Jacob for their refuge!So my dear Marcia, I hope we can share this earthly home together for a while longer. I told Sam and Sarah while we were in the emergency ward that I had asked God for one thing in my prayers - if God does indeed send a chariot for us to bring us Home, I asked if Carlin could be the one who met me. I miss him deeply and I look forward to seeing him again at the time that the Lord has appointed for us all to be together with Jesus.
May the Lord bless you today. May He give you moments of joy to mix with the tears. May He be your comforter and counsellor. In Him, may you find a deep and restful peace.
Love,
J.P.
On 2014-11-13, at 9:01 AM, Marcia Weinhauer wrote:
Dear JP,
I find I can function pretty well with my computer, at least for a while. So I won’t be dropping it off at your house this noon. I really need to sit down with you to learn some of what I’m missing.
Thank you for being so very helpful and so very patient with me over all this stuff.
I find, as I’ve said, that I function with half a heart and half a brain a big part of the time. They call it "Fog brain" in the books on grief. I’m encouraged that it’s not just me!
I’ve been cleaning the library, and in the process, I have run into my Carlin everywhere. There are binders with his old sermons, etc., so there are tears.
I’m finally able to pick up a book "Through the Seasons of Grief" my dear friend Lois gave me months ago. It helps me understand some of what I am needing to handle. There are so many things to tend to. So I will carry on as best I can with my computer. Perhaps one day when I can think we could get together and figure it all out.
Have a glorious day!
Love,
Marcia
Friday, 31 October 2014
How God is a husband to me
Carlin's birthday
Thinking about you and praying for you on this day which would have been Carlin's birthday.
We both wish that you will experience God's comfort in a very special way today.
Love Ya,
Mary and Bernie Schmidt
Monday, 27 October 2014
Condolences
Saturday, 25 October 2014
God orchestrates
I stood here thinking over how our God so orchestrates our lives, how I married Carlin, how we lived, how God so beautifully gave us our wonderful girls and then their families. So blessed.
Tender Father, thank You for loving us, for keeping us all those 51 plus years. I am so comforted to know the steps forward are also orchestrated by my God!
Wish you were here. Love to all of you. Mom--Marcia
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Five months
Dear Friends of the Blog,
It was five months ago yesterday that Carlin entered into GLORY!
Do you ever wish you knew more about what loved ones who have died have experienced over the time since they passed away? I sometimes wonder why we were not given more details, but then I come back to the fact that it must be so far beyond our human ability to comprehend, that He gave us just bits of information. When we get there I imagine we will say, "Oh that's what that verse was talking about!"
I am learning to handle life alone, amongst many friends and loved ones, I am alone. Not lonely, though, which I'm sure is hard to understand. I told friends yesterday that some of the time I feel strong and able for anything, and then I have bits of time when I feel as fragile as a feather blowing in the wind. There are bright, beautiful, wonderful days, and there are dreary days—and I'm not talking about the weather. Devotions are precious times of hearing my Father talk to me. I praise Him for His presence.
A dear friend has written a book called Caring for Widows, You and Your Church Can Make a Difference. (Wesley M. Teterud, Baker Publishing, ISBN 0-8010-8909-3) I read it a few years ago, and then I read it after Carlin passed away. It was more profound this last time. It's a very practical, well written book. I've recently given a copy to my church leaders, as they are beginning to make plans on how to minister to widows. I've been asked to be a resource person with them as well as with a funeral director in Bellingham, who wants to begin a drop in place for widows.
It is interesting how folks want to talk with you. Many say, "How are you doing?" And of course, "I'm fine," is the correct answer to the question. Some offer specific help. "Would you like me to come mow your lawn on Tuesday?" Widows need help, I think, especially initially as there are so many details to be tended to, so many things they now need to learn to handle alone. We would like to be the one doing for others, and find it hard to dredge up something others could do for you when they ask, "Is there something I could do?" Everything costs money, services cost money which we have to be careful about, so acts of service from fellow believers is truly a blessing and a gift. Abundantly appreciated.
I have a sister and sister-in-law in failing health who need my care. I am weighing when I can travel to be with them and if I'm up to it yet. Thank you for praying and caring. God will bless you for it.
Love,
Marcia
Wednesday, 10 September 2014
Thinking of you today
Saturday, 9 August 2014
Special Blessing for our Anniversary
It was a parcel from Becky (our youngest daughter, living in CA). The card inside with what she had written that moved me to tears:
“Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad, I hope it’s appropriate to say that and still celebrate what August 11, 1962 was and always will be—the start of a wonderful relationship between you two as husband and wife. You were a wonderful wife, Mom.
Well done.
Love you very much! XO Becky and boys.”
The gift box has a bunch of little gifts individually wrapped, to be opened August 11, “that remind me of you, and I hope bring you a little joy on this day that will always be special.” Tender heart. Gracious Father!
Are you still doing the blog?
Friday, 8 August 2014
I Was Privileged to Witness the Love
It's Lynda's buddy Rose from Caronport.
I just found out that your dear husband just recently passed away. I was saddened for you all but beyond thrilled for him. You were my family away from home while I attended Caronport and I was privileged to witness the love you both had for each other and for your children.
I wanted to offer our sincere condolences from my family to yours. I haven't talked to Lynda for so long and miss her and her family. Please say hi from me.
I'm not sure if Lynda already knows this, but my husband Cam was very sick with pancreatic cancer for several years. It started the fall of 2011 (shortly after we celebrated our 25th anniversary). He had whipple surgery for it, as well as chemotherapy for 6 months. He was very sick but after about a year and a half he started to really improve. We thought God had healed him but were shocked when the Oncologist said the cancer had spread and he only had 3 months to live. We celebrated life with him and he shared his testimony with whoever would listen to him. He was a changed man and I'm sure there were many seeds planted as a result of his life and how he dealt with his sickness. Never did we hear 1 word of complaint. Not once. He suffered horribly those last few weeks and I was so relieved when he died just a few days after his 50th birthday last July. As a nurse, I have seen many people pass into eternity but I have never seen a smile like I saw on Cam's face. It was the most incredible thing to witness after all the pain he had just endured. I know he is dancing in heaven!!
He was most concerned about Tia (who has special needs) and I. God is so incredible and through a miracle in itself and another story… I married a very precious man who has taken over where Cam left off. He is the most amazing man and father figure for Tia. Cam's parents and siblings were so thrilled. They knew Gery from before. We were just recently married and I am now living 3 doors down from our house. I never saw that coming but God knew and He is good.
Anyway, big hugs to you and all your family!
Much love and prayers being sent your way.
Rose
Saturday, 19 July 2014
Lunch with friends
Wednesday, 4 June 2014
How am I doing?
Saturday, 24 May 2014
Pastor Carlin was so very special
Friday, 23 May 2014
I miss Carlin
Wednesday, 14 May 2014
We care!!
Monday, 12 May 2014
1 Peter 5:7
The Way Up is Down
Friday, 9 May 2014
Carlinisms
Tears are a sign of a heart that is under heavy construction.
"Not the one wrong but, the one strong" (with regards to seeking forgiveness and reconciliation)
"Don't give up in the dark what God has shown you in the light."
There are two ways to be rich: 1) Have lots if money 2) Have few needs
"God gives grace for the place!"
Thinking of you lots, Marcia!!! Praying for you always!!
Hugs, Amy
Sometimes the door needs to be slammed loud enough to be heard.
When faced with an opportunity, ask, Why shouldn’t I do it instead of why should I do it!
In all relationships chose not to be offended.
In preaching and teaching, I think there is one rule that must be remembered. It comes in the form of a statement learned from my first preaching professor, Dr. Carlin Weinhauer. He repeatedly told our eager class of budding preachers: “Never traffic in unfelt truth.”
Letter from Mark
He writes: “I know you will receive hundreds of cards, notes, and spoken words of encouragement and condolence during these days. It may take you many, many hours (days?) to read them all, and that alone is a testament to the impact that you and Carlin have had on 1000s of people’s lives—to the Glory of God.