Saturday, January 23, 2010

Greta's Digest: New Post

God's Surprises!
 
So much has happened since my last post. My life changed drastically and most unexpectedly at the supper hour six weeks ago, December 17th. We know not what a day, hour or minute may bring forth.  God gave the angels charge over my sweetheart husband and they came for him whilst I was away for 20 minutes. We had just celebrated 60 years together.
 
To God's Glory I have been abnormally strong.  I'm thankful to Him that I have a life to live...a calling to fulfill and a wonderful family to live for. People are important to me.
Seclusion, drawing away from gatherings is never an answer to loneliness. Learning something new is a wonderful stretch in a new season of life. That is where I am right now....living solo is definitely different. It may never be a duet again, but the thought of a choir; surrounded, interacting with people excites me. 
 
The following story is called a Silent Sermon....it epitomizes in a way, the thoughts I have just expressed.

A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the preacher decided to visit him.

It was a chilly evening. The preacher found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his preachers visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited.
The preacher made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes, the preacher took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone then he sat back in his chair, still silent.

The host watched all this in quiet contemplation.. As the one lone ember's flame flickered and diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and dead.

Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. The preacher glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.

As the preacher reached the door to leave, his host said, with a tear running down his cheek, 'Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the silent sermon! I shall be back in church next Sunday.'

 Some times the best sermons are the ones left unspoken.

The Lord is my Shepherd ----- that's a Relationship!
I shall not want ----- that's Supply!
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ---- that's Rest!
He leadeth me beside the still waters -----that's Refreshment!
He restoreth my soul ----- that's Healing!
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness --that's Guidance !
For His name sake ----- that's Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death--that's Testing!

I will fear no evil ----- that's Protection!

For Thou art with me ----- that's Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me -----that's Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies----that's Hope!

Thou annointest my head with oil -----  that's Consecration!

My cup runneth over ----- that's Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life--that's Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord -----that's Security!

Forever ----- that's Eternity!

Face it, God loves you!

 What is most valuable is not what we have in our lives, but WHO we have in our lives.

Greta Sheppard   (rev)
604-854-1125
604-309-8938
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Monday, December 07, 2009

Greta's Digest Blog:Tiger's church!

Today in Paul Asay's blog, Body Parts, John Ziegler, founder and pastor of the First Church of Tiger Woods, announced he was shutting the church down in light of Woods' apparent personal failings.

"Tiger is clearly no longer deserving of being seen as a role model or a hero and he has needlessly squandered his unique potential to be a positive force in our country and in the world," Ziegler said, according to the AFP – which also noted that Ziegler was breaking one of the church's own commandments: "Thou shalt pay no attention to Tiger's apparent flaws."

Public popularity does not change human nature . . . from the pauper to the preacher,  the politician to the sports figure, sin is inherent.  Power Corrupts!  It is possible, having climbed the ladder of success, to be distracted by what's on the ground below. Just one tiny slip and you plumett.   Regarding Tiger's slippage / downfall, my own feelings said to me: "Let him that standeth take heed lest he fall".

Jesus message to His followers was and still is 'cease' from condemning and judging; considering your own self lest you be judged for the same thing!  Rather...forgive.

It's in the Gospels of the Bible! 

 Let's not point the finger!

Rather, pray for the family and the man to be restored. And stop watching the channels that thrive on and promote the glee of the paparazzi ...

To download an audio copy of my book: Excuse me, Your Unforgiveness is Showing, go to  www.cdbaby.com/cd/gretasheppard

Shine on . . .

Greta Sheppard  (rev)
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Greta's Digest/Blog

Approximately 100 friends honored us with their presence yesterday at our 60th Wedding anniversary!
 
The music provided by Connections and Rob Hess was outstanding....every one wanted to know where we found them!  We and many others wept as Rob sang "O Holy Night." We had never heard it sung like that! It was as though we had been transported to those very moments on the holy hills of Nazareth.
 
Faith, Grant, Irene and Anne worked very hard.  The Homemade pies and beautiful chocolate cake soon disappeared. Our grandson, Jordan, was emcee extraordinaire!
Emails from many parts of the world were read.  Brent cleverly prepared 60 Years of Family history on video. Different season's of family life showing how much and how often we each had changed.  Good changes!  The evening was epitomised by old friends meeting old friends. How good it was!  Just the way we wanted it!
 
For Art and I it was an affirming evening of  knowing that we had not labored in vain.  Believe me, there is not a smidgeon of vanity in that statement. All credit and glory belongs to the Three in One  and the One in Three Who called us both in our youth.  Art was16 and I was 12 when we heard the call. God took us to Eston Bible College in 1947 so we could meet each other. I came from the west coast and Art came from south east Saskatchewan. Our first date was a moonlight walk on the glistening white snowbanks along the outskirts of the little town of Eston. We were married 18 months later, October 1st 1949, on the west coast.
 
In three years we had our first child; we named her Glenna Faith. Three years later our first son, Lowell Ramsay Arthur was born. Five years later, to our surprise, Brent James Douglas arrived!  They and their spouses, Grant, Kande and Tracy, respectively, have brought us much joy. They've given us 7 bright, good looking grandchildren and two, (soon to be three) treasures...our great - grandchildren. We bless our seed each day with the Favor of God.  It seems to be working!  God is good!
 
Then there is you!  We prize your friendship more than you can know.
Art and I bless you and your seed with promised provision for body, soul and spirit.
He who has called you, will also do it! 
 
We're shining on . . . together!
 
Greta
 

Thursday, November 19, 2009

An Elderly Gentleman . . .

The senior man lived alone with his beloved cello.  He played it when he was distressed and sad, and he would play it when he was happy and filled with gratitude.  Sometimes he would play it for no reason at all, just for the sheer enjoyment of it.

 

Like all instruments, the old cello got out of tune from time to time.  When it did, he would call the local radio station, asking the announcer to broadcast the true and precise tone of an A.  By that authentic tone the elderly man would tune his cello and he was ready to play again.

 

What a brilliant metaphor for the Christian.  Jesus is the Announcer.  I get my pitch from listening to Him every day. He seems to know when I'm flat, or when I'm high pitched. He knows that for me to be in tune with my surroundings there has to be a certain amount of tension in my strings. Every so often I feel the stretch of His fine-tuning process.  I know then He is preparing me for a 'concert of teaching' where I must publicly 'preach in pitch'.  Speaking His Word demands true tone.  It's agony to sit by someone in church who sings off-key!  I have found that when I turn my voice towards them they soon slide into sync with me. My voice becomes the tuning fork they need to hear. Same goes for my spoken words; they must be in sync with the Divine tuning fork of the Word in order to tune up another's life.

 

  I am quite sure that is what Jesus meant when he said:

 

"I have given you this as an example,

so that you in turn should do what I have done to you." 

John 13:15…AMP. 

 

Friday, November 06, 2009

Silence is golden; but sometimes it's just yellow . . .

Silence is golden; but sometimes it's just yellow . . .
"I'm a woman sitting here, with all my words intact,
like a basket of green fruit. "
Rosario Castellanos, "Silence Near an Ancient Stone"
1952
 
The other day I encountered an 'ancient male mindset.... a belief system set in stone' .
I have to admit it ranckled me at first.  His arrogance pointed to a proud and controlling spirit.   I felt immediate compassion for his wife.
 
People  of both genders who know the truth have no business  allowing the powers of darkness to silence them on any point that matters.   Silence is not a thing we make; it is something into which we're sometimes forced to enter. . . having so much to say but nary a moment to say it in.
"The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others
and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, because
when we would want to speak,
the policy is to be silent, 
the divine floods of light and life flow no longer into our souls. "
Elizabeth Cady Stanton in her speech to the
National American Woman Sufferage Assoc. (1890)
 
It was a wonderful day, when Jesus took the gag-order of vain traditions off the female gender by letting them announce the truth of the resurrection.  From that traditional standpoint, was brother Paul speaking from his jewish roots when he forbade women to speak in the church?  Methinks so.   And  the male gender  in certain circles today still want to make it church policy.
 
 Ecclesiastes is right; there is a time to be silent and a time to speak.   However, that is speaking of a silence of personal choice. Silence can be golden when you desire God's Presence.  It closes down the racket made by an urgent schedule.  Sitting in silence in a quiet place gives God a chance to bless you, no matter your gender.
 
I encourage my sisters to reveal the dark secrets they have carried since childhood.
Step out of the code of silence religion has placed on you, and begin to open your mouth and declare your personhood ; acknowledging who Christ is in you and who you are in Him.   Your own tongue can set you free!  With Christ you can do all things.
 
 
 
 

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Blog: Diamond Wedding Anniversary

....60 years ago this morning I woke up for the last time as a single girl... that night Lorne Pritchard tied the knot when I married Art Sheppard in a little church on Strawberry Hill in Surrey, B.C. Art spent his last single night at the home of a long time friend, Ingvold Ingvelson.  I walked down the aisle to my slightly nervous bridegroom at 7 p.m.October 1st; 1949. Les Pritchard sang.  Phyliss Burr/King played the wedding march. 16 other preachers were present. The knot was well tied!  It was a foggy night in Ladner where our reception was held. My dad loaned us his car to drive to White Rock where we honeymooned in the Burr cabin on the side of the hill, looking out on the ocean. If those walls could talk!  We went out for breakfast next morning, before making our way to the White Rock Pentecostal church for the a.m. service. The amazing thing today is, the memories are as vivid now as they were when they first originated. Our children have shared us with the world.  On this occasion they wish to celebrate our marriage at a private family dinner at Newlands Golf Course on October 16th. We don't get together too often and this will be special to us and to them.
 
 November 28th at Sonrise Church in Surrey we will enjoy our Official Celebration. Not only will we be celebrating 60 years of married life.  We will celebrate the 60th Birthday of Sheppard Ministries.
It is hoped that all our friends whom we have met over the last 6 decades (and are not in heaven as yet) will be able to come to the 2-4 p.m. event. More details will be made available at a later date. Many of our friends do not have email access....if you know of anyone who would like to attend, please, let us know their names and phone numbers. Our deepest wish is to make it an 'old friends' get-to-together.
 
 
Greta Sheppard  (rev)
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Saturday, September 05, 2009

Thinking it over . . .

Thinking it over . . .

 

        A Chinese Philosopher insisted on riding his mule backward so he would not be distracted by where he was going and could instead reflect on where he had been. The past, for him, was an important source of information, knowledge and wisdom.

 

Adlai Stevenson said, "You can chart your future more clearly and wisely when you know the path which led to the present."

 

Where you have been holds important and significant meaning for the present and for the future.  When you evaluate the past you see its teaching and learn its lessons.  When you value the past you acquire its power.

 

Your quiet moments with God give you a chance to mull over the meaning and purpose of what has already taken place.

 

"I remember you while I'm lying in bed; I think of you through the night. You are my help. Because of your protection, I sing." 

Psalm 63:6-7.  NCV

 

Prayer: Dear God, I turn back to understand how you have blessed me day after day. . . Amen.

 

Thoughts that found their way into my head from the book "Quiet Moments" while meditating this morning.

Greta Sheppard   (rev)
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Talk About Cutting Forward - Making Headlines!

 

HEADLINES

 

   THE PROVINCE NEWSPAPER . . . SUNDAY, AUGUST 16/2009

 

A  CLASS ACT

 

"Former street kid offers $1 million in scholarships to 10 students to live and learn in B.C. Find out how you can be one of them."  

 

 

Dean Duperron was 18 and living on the streets of Vancouver's downtown inner city.  He had just  enough money in his pocket to buy five one-cent candies – his sole sustenance for the next five days.  A man standing in front of him brandished a five dollar bill under his nose.  Duperron saw the fiver as a fortune.  He could have grabbed it and ran.

 

 "In that moment you get a chance to see who you are,' says Duperron.  'At that point, there was no chance I was going to be able to eat for the rest of the week."

 

But despite overwhelming hunger, the Alberta-born homeless young man says old fashioned values kept him from acting on his impulse to grab the money and run.

It would have been easy to steal, he says, and it would have been easy to beg for money. He did neither that day, nor any other day for the next six to eight months

on the streets after his father kicked him out of the family home. Cold nights, food eaten from a dumpster, and the occasional luck of the finding of a quarter on the pavement were the things that got him thinking.  

 

 Those dark times spawned in him a desire to be educated.  The desire pushed him to get a job….first as a janitor at McDonalds, then as an assistant manager at the local K Mart, followed by a brief reconciliation with his father.  In that time he moved back into the family home and persued an under-graduate degree at the University of B.C.  During his third year he took a job as a computer instructor at Mackay's Business School.  A few years later he found himself at Control Data Corporation; an American super computer firm.

 

"I realized people's lives are shaped by who they are and what they do rather than what they have done," says Duperron, now 53. " If you have an education you can choose what you want to do, rather than life choosing for you".

 

Duperron and his wife were eventually able to buy 95 percent of the then fledgling Sprott-Shaw Community College.  He transformed the College into a profitable operation with 22 campuses ( 20 in B.C. and 2 in Alberta) 250 employees and an estimated $50 million in annual revenue.

 

Word of the contest has already made its way around the globe through Internet chat sites and word of mouth. The contest begins Thursday, August 20th.

The 10 winners will be announced December 1st. 

 

"Education changed my life", says Duperron; 'if this works we will be able to say we have helped people to succeed world-wide".

"Any one living in poverty or with extreme challenges has a door open to them, to not only change their own life but to change an entire community".

 

What a story!

And it could be yours . . . if you're bored and unhappy with circumstances, you must first get out of your chair; stand up; cut forward; make a decision to walk away from where you are and go in a new direction.  Make things right with those who have offended you; go back to school or college.  It's your decision and no one else's. God helps people who are willing to step out and go where they have never gone before!  

 
Greta Sheppard   (rev)
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Friday, August 14, 2009

Greta's Digest: Cutting Forward

Today, the Press interviewed Michael Vick, convicted NFL Star / Dog-Fighting Entrepreneur.
His 18-month prison incarceration for the questionable dog sport was the topic of discussion:
When asked if he would engage in Dog-Fighting again, Vick answered:
 
"We each have our own iniquities . . . I have learned a lesson . . . it's time now to push forward . . .
 . . . to be pro-active . . . serve the inner city . . .to do more good than bad in my community."
 
Yesterday, Vick was picked up by the Philadelphia Eagles Football Team; a new beginning for the now humbled football player. He learned a hard lesson and he is using it to turn his life around.  He is thankful to be trusted once again in the sport of football..
 
My own digestion of all this is:
 
It is never too late to learn from a mistake.
It is never too late to let go of failure. 
It's always the right time to walk forward, to take hold of the future.
 
There'll always be a 'new season' to enter . . . God planned it that way!
He knows that, lest we become proud, our human pride needs levelling every so often.
 
He watches us make the wrong choice, engage the bad idea. . .enact an iniquitous thought...
All the time he's planning to redeem the wrong action by bringing good out of it..all out of love for us...his kids!!
That is precisely what Romans 8:28 is all about!
 
The Message:
 
Rom 8:28: "That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives.....is worked into something good."

Rom 8:29: "God knew what he was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. The Son stands first in the line of humanity he restored. We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in Him."

Rom 8:37: "The One who loves us gives us an overwhelming victory in all these difficulties.
 
 My friend . . . I bless you with a 'cutting forward' stride . . . conquering wrong habits by taking hold of right ones.  Not dwelling in the jungle of failure but carving a fresh swath into your future.   Greater is Jesus who is in you than the evil one who is in the world .  You can do all things with God's help. In Jesus Name . . .amen!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Greta Sheppard   (rev)
604-854-1125
604-309-8938
gretasheppard@shaw.ca
Greta Sheppard   (rev)
604-854-1125
604-309-8938
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Saturday, June 13, 2009

What on Earth is God Doing

 

“What on Earth is God Doing . . . where on Earth is He . . . ?”

 

 

She was savvy and brilliant, bold and beautiful . . . a 23 year old business woman looking me straight in the eye!  Her questions were poignant . . . things which I always took for granted about God were mysterious to her.  Buddha was in but the Most High God seemed to be out!

 

I knew I was looking at an angry, empty, disillusioned heart that had been raised in a Christian home and Sunday school.  Religious cliché’s spoken in Christian-ese were definitely inappropriate in that moment as the questioning continued:

 

“You say ‘God told you’!  How did he tell you?  How did you know it was God!

He never, ever, speaks to me.  If he’s ‘filling the earth’ I sure haven’t  seen Him!

 

My heart was disturbed! Sleep has been intermittent in the night hours as I lay awake asking God for wise insight into this young woman’s heart.  How can one be honest, insightful and really wise without doing more damage to this seeking yet untrusting soul?

 

I had written the words of an African American pastor we heard back in the nineties while attending a Pastors conference in Scotland. Methinks I was ‘divinely led’ this morning to the inside back cover of my Bible where I found these words:

 

“In the 1950’s a Satanic Group in America prayed that the Christian churches would separate its generational groups so that there would be no generational transfer of truth and customs. Because each generation has something to offer, signs and wonders would disappear. If we separate them, old men couldn’t pass on dreams; therefore young men won’t have visions.  The son’s and daughters won’t prophecy. God’s truth will then die”

 

Since the early seventies there’s been a sinister communication breakdown in the church between the generations.  This young ladies parent’s were born in the sixties, at the very time a new teaching program called Departmentalization was birthed and bought by evangelical churches of all denominations.  The plan was: “Take the children out of the sanctuary and teach them according to their age. Separate them from their parents and grandparents.” I remember being bothered in those years while pastoring several churches where ‘departmentalization’ was the ‘in-thing’.  Everyone was doing it! 

 

Could it be that we, the parenting generation who, back then, swallowed hook, line and sinker a false teaching that has deprived our grandchildren of a personal knowledge of God that seemingly was not passed on to them. Today we are paying a high price for the souls of our children. We have ignored God’s directions for generational transfer of His Truth and Ways to succeeding generations.   Must we repent?  I think so.  God Help Us to reConnect with our  young once again!