Heading to bed now before I fall asleep. Suppose I'd better clear up all the photos I've spread over the floor first! #fb2 hours ago
One of my cousins sent me a pile of old photos of dad from years ago with his mum n dad n sister. Lovely but emotional looking thru them #fb2 hours ago
RT @BSAB_info: Just a reminder for all BSAB members, the band practice is tomorrow night (Wed) at 8pm in Motherwell SA hall, Camp Street, M… 3 hours ago
It’s been another sad day today, as just 5 weeks after saying our final farewells to my Dad, we said a final farewell to my Aunt Mae, Mary Waddell Gilchrist (23/10/1922 – 03/04/2013).
My intention again today, just at it had been on the day of my Dad’s funeral (see the blog post Farewell), was to write a tribute to my Aunt Mae, but I’m afraid again it’s just too soon for me to be able to write anything that would do her justice. At some point in the coming weeks I hope to write tributes to both Dad and Aunt Mae, but for today I simply want to say thank you.
Thank you to so many of you who have offered words of comfort and solace to me, Mum and Sandy over these last few weeks as first we lost my Dad, and then my Aunt Mae. I really can’t express strongly enough just how much your support in person, by phone and/or card, has meant to us all.
To those of you who have helped us get everything sorted out for today, I’d like to say a huge thank you to you.
To the many of you who shared with us today at Rutherglen Salvation Army for the service of thanksgiving, then at Rutherglen cemetery, and then afterwards back at Rutherglen Salvation Army for refreshments, thank you for taking the time to support us on this most difficult of days, as I’m sure it was very much appreciated by all my family. I’m sure my Aunt Mae would have been embarrassed by all that has been said about her today, but as far as I’m concerned, it simply shows the huge impact and influence Aunt Mae had on the many people she met during her lifetime.
I’ll miss you Aunt Mae, and just as I said about my Dad a few weeks ago, I will never ever forget you.
For many of us “Home Sweet Home” will be a phrase I’m sure we will have said or thought many times.
But what about those for whom that statement couldn’t be further from the truth?
There are times when specific events or scenes remind us that some don’t have the same wonderful home experience that we have, however surely it shouldn’t take events or images to remind us of these folk?
There are many people in our own communities who sadly never get to experience a wonderful and loving family home life. It’s sad and disgraceful that in country which has so much, we can still have people who have nothing, not even a roof over their head at night, or food to eat.
There’s those who would have us believe they are living in safe and loving home however when the door closes and no-one can see them they suffer mental and physical abuse. It’s sad and disgraceful that there are those living around us that think this is acceptable behaviour.
Then there are those who live alone, have no family or friends who care enough about them to visit them. They are lonely and long for companionship and conversation. It’s sad and disgraceful that we can live in communities where people don’t care for their neighbours any more.
There’s also many people in countries ravaged by war, poverty, natural disasters who find themselves with no home. It’s sad and a disgrace that other countries don;t do more to assist people in these countries.
These are just a few situations that mean some people don’t experience “Home Sweet Home”. So next time you say or think to yourself, “Home Sweet Home”, please spare a thought for those who don’t consider home to be a sweet and happy place to be.
It’s not too late though to do something to help these people who are worse off than us. We can give donations of time and/or money to organisations/groups who help those in need. I know they always say you don;t need to give much because every penny counts, but I’m going to be honest, the more you can give, the more people who can be helped! You might think you’re too busy to be able to give any time to helping, however, unlike the money, I would agree that every minute you can give does count.
Let’s do all we can to ensure everyone has a roof over their head.
Let’s all do what we can to make home a sweet and loving place for everyone.
Last Thursday night was a bit of an odd one for me, as for the first time since I transferred from Rutherglen Salvation Army to Bellshill Salvation Army, I was back at Rutherglen corps playing in Bellshill Band – I have been back at Rutherglen a number of times since I transferred, but just as a visitor, although I have still played in Rutherglen Band when I’ve been there!
Bellshill Band were on duty at Rutherglen for the welcome and installation meeting of the new West of Scotland Divisional Commanders Catherine and Russell Wyles.
I was already fighting some emotions during the meeting, simply because it was my first time back at Rutherglen in a different band, when the Divisional Youth Chorus sang one of my favourite songs, One Life To Live – I ask that you to listen to the audio below and follow the words…
One live to liveOh may I live for theeGive me your spiritAnd I shall be freeFree from desireMy own way to pursueFree to obey your willMy whole life throughI live within a whole full of confusionWhere happiness is nothing but illusionAttractions that deceiveIn what can I believeI’m tossed about by every wind that blowsOne live to liveOh may I live for theeGive me your spiritAnd I shall be freeFree from desireMy own way to pursueFree to obey your willMy whole life throughI live when I receive your holy spiritA promise that you said I would inheritYou’ve planned it from the startI give to you my heartAnd now my spirit really can be freeOne live to liveOh may I live for theeGive me your spiritAnd I shall be freeFree from desireMy own way to pursueFree to obey your willMy whole life through
Well this was just about the tipping point for my emotions, as it brought back floods of memories about my Christian experiences in both the junior and senior sections at Rutherglen Salvation Army, as our Singing Company (junior choir) used to sing One Life To Live when I was both a member and the accompanist.
Although it may seem I was focusing on the past, through the message from our new Divisional Commander I found myself looking forward and wondering am I really doing all I can to live my life for God, to show that I am free to obey His will throughout my whole life…
To answer this question truthfully is difficult, but I must be honest with God, and say “no” so far I haven’t been doing all I can to live my life for God. So now is the time to start living for God.
How about you, are you living your life to the full, for God?
In a world full of hatred and despair, there is a great need…a great need for Jesus. That’s why although we may have different beliefs and serve God in different ways in different churches and organisations, we must work together as one global church to fight evil and lead others into a relationship with Christ.
I know in my places these days, these are a “Churches Together” group where different religions/organisations come together to share views and exchange ideas of how we can best use our resources in our community.
We shouldn’t be slagging off other religions or churches just because they are different from our own, we should be working with other churches, finding common ground and building on those common foundations so that we can spread God’s message to those who have never heard of God, or those who have turned away from Him.
Please don’t discriminate against other people just because they have different beliefs from your own which you may not agree with, cause ultimately we are all children of God and as such God expects us to love one another despite our differences.
The world needs God and God needs us to win other souls for His kingdom.
I think We Could Change The World by Matt Redman fits in perfectly with my thoughts today, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Last night I told you about the opening of the long awaited M74 motorway which links the existing M74 to the M8motorway at the far side of Glasgow city centre. Today though I want to ask you what may seem like a daft and maybe pointless question, but it’s one that’s got me curious for a while but I’m sure one of you out there will be able to answer it…
When a new motorway (or extension to an existing motorway) opens, how do they go about opening the new bit of roads and all the associated on and off-ramps to the mew road at the same time?
Sorry, I know that might seem a strange question to ask, but to me, who thinks logically about all I do and all problems I face, it struck me that this kind of situation may be a bit of a logistical nightmare:
What if they open one on-slip road before the remaining of-ramps are open?
What if they are opening the junctions/on-off ramps in sequence and a motorist gets ahead of those opening the junctions?
What if they open the on-slip roads but haven’t opened where the new road joins the existing road?
I did think for a while that they could probably avoid a lots of these potential issues by opening the new motorway in the middle of the night when there would obviously be very little traffic. This theory was however dashed when I discovered the M74 extension was opening at 7pm last night – So how did they do it?
I’m sure there is probably a very sensible and straightforward answer to this, but hey I’m just curious how they do it!
At a time of austerity, the idea of spending more than half a billion pounds on a five-mile stretch of road might seem strange to some. However the M74 extension in Glasgow which opened at 7pm tonight, cost approximately £657m, which works out at about £131m per mile. This extension consists of five miles of an elevated six-lane highway which will link the current end of the M74 which finishes at Rutherglen (South-East Glasgow) to the M8 at the far side of the Kingston Bridge (South) and will for a short period of time be the second most expensive road per mile in the UK – after Limehouse Link, in London’s Docklands.
For those of us who have lived in Glasgow for many years, the opening of this new part of the M74 has been a very very long time coming. I remember a lot of years ago when my Dad was a local councillor, the link-up of the M74, which at that time finished at Maryville (just past Glasgow Zoo), and the far side of the Kingston Bridge was a hot topic of discussion. However at that time many objections were raised to the extension, particularly due to the proposed route the motorway would take through the city.
Since those days, further discussions have obviously taken place, the motorway’s route through the city has been amended slightly, and the go-ahead has been given. The result is an additional five miles of motorway which will provide an alternative route for traffic travelling north on the M74 to the far side of Glasgow city centre, and vice-versa. It will hopefully lighten the traffic load on many roads in the south-east of Glasgow which previously had no direct route through to the city centre other than the busy M8 motorway. In addition the volume of traffic on the M8 itself through the city centre should also be lightened due to traffic now able to use the alternative M74 motorway.
From a personal perspective, living in the south-east of Glasgow just a few minutes from where the M74 currently ends, we envisage this extension will make many of our journeys to the far side of the city centre, far quicker and less stressful.
We will be trying out the new M74 extension either later tonight or in the next few days. Happy driving!
Today in the UK, is Father’s Day, so it might surprise you to know that, for me, it was just another day. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I do not love my Dad – that couldn’t be further from the truth – however Dad has never supported present giving…to him! He accepts his presents on Christmas Day and at his birthday, however he would think (and in the past would also have told me), that I’d wasted my money, so grudgingly, a number of years ago I agreed not to do anything for Father’s Day.
This has been a particularly tough week with Dad – or should I say an even tougher week, as all weeks are tough these days, particularly for Mum. As many of you will know, Dad is suffering from Vascular Dementia and has been getting progressively worse over the last year. He is now almost completely dependant on my Mum for everything, and that is of course very tough on Mum. I try my best to help as much as I can, but I do feel guilty that I can’t help more.
These days Dad spends most of his time sleeping/dozing and when he is awake he’s very confused and struggles to be able to have a normal conversation with any of us. It very sad to see him like this particularly given just how quickly he has become so unwell.
On Wednesday night this week, one of my worst nightmare happened – Dad didn’t know who I was! I had been at Mum and Dad’s was a wee while having taken Mum to do her shopping and had helped Mum put her shopping away. Dad had come into the kitchen with us and had been talking to both of us in his usual manner. Then when I went to leave, Mum and Dad came to the door with me to see me off, and Dad turned to me and apologised for his lack of memory and then asked me who I was. Well I felt as if I’d been stabbed in the chest – It wasn’t as if I didn’t know this day was likely to happen because I did, however it was the fact that this day had arrived!
Mum was upset and annoyed at Dad at not knowing who I was, but even after explaining to Dad who I was he still didn’t know me…I had to get out of there before I fell apart in front of Mum because I knew that would have upset her even more, so off I went. As soon as I got into my car and pulled away from Mum and Dad’s house I could no longer keep my tears from falling, and falling.
Mum phoned me after I got home to see if I was OK. She kept apologising for Dad even though I told her she didn’t have to, and it wasn’t Dad’s fault anyway it was simply his illness. Wednesday was a tough night, I was upset all night and slept very little as I kept thinking about Dad and how much Mum had to cope with.
Having got through the events of Wednesday night, yesterday’s events were just as heartbreaking: Mum and me were going to visit Aunt Mae and Dad decided that he’d come with us (BTW he did know who I was this time), which was fine. During our visit with Aunt Mae, Dad did his usual and dozed most of the time. On the plus side though he did recognised Aunt Mae, despite not knowing me the other night. However that was short lived…
As we were getting ready to leave Mum and I stopped to speak to one of Aunt Mae’s carers, and Dad was talking to Aunt Mae. When we returned to them, Dad said he’s just been talking to “this young lady”! – Now Aunt Mae’s older than Dad so this was a bit odd, so Mum asked Dad who he was talking to, and he said he didn’t know! Mum told him it was Mae her older sister and at that point Dad burst into tears and kept saying sorry – it was heart wrenching to see this.
I don’t remember ever seeing Dad cry before, and it was awful to see him crying like this as it was obviously because he was frustrated that he didn’t know one of his closest family members. Mum was obviously upset too and that of course made me even worse. The strange thing was Aunt Mae was fine about it all, she just said it was OK and didn’t seem bothered by Dad not knowing her!
By the time Mum, Dad and me got back to their house, Dad was back to his normal again and seemed to have completely forgotten his tearful moments.
In addition to all this, Dad has apparently told Mum several times this week that he hasn’t long to live – He’s told us this a number of times over the last few months, so it’s not quite as heartbreaking to hear him say this as it was the first few times, though it’s still sad to hear him say those words.
So there you go, that’s the latest situations with Dad – It’s tough but I’m trying to support Mum as much as I possibly can though I’ll never feel as though I’m ever really able to do enough.
Read any newspaper or any on-line news page or turn your TV onto any news programme and you’ll find there’s nearly always news of someone somewhere having been murdered or seriously injured in what is said to be “an unprovoked attack”. Tragic events which shock the community in which the crime has taken place. Tragic events which devastate families and friendships.
It’s at these times when we as Christians are compelled to pray that God will provide comfort and solace to all those affected by the tragedy. In the days that follow the tragedy we continue to pray for the family and friends of the person killed.
In February this year the nephew of one of my managers was murdered in Blantyre in an unprovoked attack. At this time the community of Blantyre, the family and friends of Raemonn Gormley all voiced their disbelief and devastation at the death of a wonderful young man – I wrote about some of this in two blog posts in February, A Black Friday and Life Is Fragile.
Well on Friday this week the two men charged with Reamonn Gormley’s murder appeared in court in Glasgow. Meanwhile, one of Reamonn’s aunts, my manager, was at work…I was with my manager when she got news from her family on how things had gone at court…all I can say is she was very understandably emotional.
If I’m honest I must admit that I stopped praying specifically for her, her family and Reamonn’s friends a number of weeks ago. It’s almost as if just because the immediate aftermath and media attentions, the funeral etc were all over, so the events of that tragic day and it’s impact of them, had gone from my mind. I felt very guilty, I felt I had failed as a Christian as although I had prayed for my manager’s family at the time of Reamonn’s death, I have failed to continue to offer the kind of support that both she and her family have needed.
The grief and devastation felt by the family and friends of any murder victim lasts a lifetime, not just a few days, weeks or months. So I ask that you like me, you will make a promise today to continue to pray for the families and friends of all murder victims, no matter whether the crime occurred yesterday, last week, last month, last year or indeed many years ago. Their pain and grief will never go away, although through our prayers and our support we can help them be strong enough to face another day in the knowledge that God is always with them, and that their loved one is at peace in God’s presence.
How many of you have been watching The Scheme on BBC1? It’s a documentary about the high and lows of life for a number of people who live in a large housing estate in Kilmarnock (near Glasgow).
I’d heard a number of people talking about this series…not always in the best light, so I thought I should check it out for myself. So on Monday night I watched the final episode in the series…and boy did it pull at my heartstrings. The reminder that there are so many people so close to home living below the poverty line, feeling as though they have no hope for tomorrow, really troubled me.
I’m sorry to say I’ve heard a number of people say this programme should not have been shown as “it’s a disgrace and shows Scotland in a bad light. All I have to say to that is Yes and Yes…It is a disgrace and it does show Scotland in a bad light, but unfortunately that’s how things really are. Surely that shouldn’t mean the programme should not be broadcast?
We should be embarrassed by this programme, not because of our nationality but because we are supposedly living in a developed nation, one that has enough money to look after its own people but yet we still have people living in atrocious and chaotic circumstances. There really is something wrong with that!
Kilmarnock isn’t the only place in Britain where people find themselves living a life where they have no prospects of a job, and no hope for their future other than unemployment, drug abuse, alcoholism and prison. Funny how we don’t mind watching these programmes about people living in these circumstances when they live hundreds or thousands of miles away from us. However when it’s people in our own country, living just a few miles from us, it’s all just too close to home for many of us!
Maybe it’s just that we all live in our own wee comfortable world most of the time. One where it’s easy to forget that right on our own doorstep there are many needy people.
People who need us, people who need hope, people who need God!
When giving to charity, I’d ask that you consider donating some of your time and/or money to charities/organisations in your own area that give help to those in need.
They Need Christ (John Gowans)
There are people living in the world out there…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ;
There are children crying and no one to care…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
And they’ll go on hurting in the world out there,
And they’ll go on dying, drowning in despair,
And they’ll go on crying, that’s unless we care:
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
There are people living who would rather die…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ;
And their Christian neighbours simply pass them by…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
There are people sitting by a silent phone,
People cold and hungry, people left alone, Suicides for reasons that remain unknown:
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
There’s the prostitute and there’s the prisoner too…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ;
There’s the ‘skid row’ fella who has lost a shoe…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
The compulsive gambler dreaming of his yacht,
And the lad that’s stealing just to get his ‘shot’,
And the kid that’s pregnant and pretends she’s not:
They need you, they need me, they need Christ.
There are runaways who want a place to go…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ;
There are alcoholics who don’t seem to know…
They need you, they need me, they need Christ;
There are God-less people who have lost their way,
And they need God’s love but they’re afraid to say.
If we close our eyes perhaps they’ll go away
Without you, without me, without Christ;
With the end of the various football sessions in England and Scotland, I thought it was time to reflect on how wonderful football is.
Football supporters of the same team often come from different backgrounds and culture and come with different life experiences.
Competition is great, it’s people from the different backgrounds together supporting the same team.
Isn’t this all a bit like religion? There are many religions, each with different beliefs and cultural backgrounds, however we are ultimately all followers of Jesus.
This means that despite our religious/cultural differences, when the real battle against good and evil comes, we will all stand on the same side, with Jesus, as brothers and sisters.
Yes, there are differences in background, culture, and life experiences between football supports and Jesus’ supporters, however we must all accept, appreciate and enjoy the differences between us all – football supports and Jesus’ supporters.
You can all call me crazy For the things that I might say You can laugh all you want to I know there will come a day When we all will come together And learn to set aside our hate And we can learn to love our neighbor Just like we would love ourselvesWe’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to brave the weather Through all of the storms We’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to learn to love We’ve got to learn to love
You can call me a dreamer But these dreams will come true Yes, I am a firm believer In the things that we can do If we would all just come together And let the Lord lead our way There is nothing that we can’t do There is nothing we can’t face
We’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to brave the weather Through all of the storms We’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to learn to love
And I know that there will come a day When the Lord will call His own away To a place that He has made for all of us But until the day of His return There’s a lesson that we’ve got to learn We are brothers and we’re sisters We are one
We’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to brave the weather Through all of the storms We’ve got to come together ‘Cause in the end we can make it — alright We’ve got to learn to love, We’ve got to learn to love
Ya know we got to learn, Know ya got to, ya know we got to learn to love Yeah, yeah Don’t you know, oh yeah, don’t you know We’ve got to learn to love