My Ode to Adeline

Have you ever considered…

  • Why is it that we procrastinate in telling people how much they mean to us?
  • Why do we wait until someone precious to us is dying, or about to die, before we honour them for the role they’ve played in our lives?
  • Why not tell them in the moment, or when we think about them?
  • What is it that makes us wait and wait and wait?

I recently had the sobering realization that I’d waited too long to tell a dear ‘mother’ in my life how much she really meant to me. Adeline Blumer was an amazing woman who impacted the lives of so MANY people around her, and my life immensely. She fought a long battle with cancer, and she was courageous, brave, and beautiful to the very end.

In 1988, I had the privilege of becoming the piano teacher for their four energetic and talented children, a privilege that lasted for over a decade. I was in their home on a weekly basis, and I journeyed with them through many of life’s landmarks, both theirs and mine.

Here are some excerpts of a conversation that I recently had with Angi Greene, Adeline’s eldest daughter. Everyone knew that the cancer had taken its toll on Adeline’s body, and her days on earth were numbered.  The photos on Facebook were heartbreaking, and I just couldn’t shake the urgency to tell Adeline how much I valued her role in my life. Read more

It’s time!

I can hear the music playing in my mind… It’s my time // It’s my day // It’s my season for breakthrough. 

 

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No, those words weren’t written specifically about me. They were written by the sexiest songwriter on earth (read between the lines, I’m referring to my husband) to declare the greatness of God and that He is, indeed, our Waymaker!

But I’ll take them. I’ll use them. In fact, I desperately need these words. You see, it IS time. For far too long, I’ve hidden away behind countless excuses: busy wife, busy mom, kids need me, husband needs me, friends need me, people need me, church needs me, the world needs me. And besides, who cares what I have to say anyway?

Well, the truth is… I care. I care very much. I care what I have to say. I care that there are words burning within me, aching to get out. Not just opinions, but words. Not just random emotions, but words. And not just any words, but Words! Because regardless of how tired I am, or how many things call for my attention, I can still hear the Living Word speaking inside of me throughout the day. I can hear Him gently whispering love and life to my heart. I can hear Him speaking Truth concerning the issues that swirl around me.

And what a beautiful gift that is! To hear the voice of the Holy Spirit, our Comforter, our Guide, whisper sweet ‘everythings’ in my ear!

One of my favourite Scriptures says this (and I’m going to paraphrase it because that’s what Holy Spirit sounds like to me)…

“When you must decide between going right or going left, you will hear a Voice behind you saying, ‘Go this way…’ or ‘Go that way…’ (Isaiah 30:21 SBV*).

Isn’t that amazing? That Almighty God would whisper in our ears?! God WANTS to speak to His children. Us! We don’t need to beg and plead, or threaten to sell our firstborn to get a Word from God. He’s simply waiting for us to stop. and. listen.

That’s it.

Just stop the busyness and the noise, the fretting and the worrying, the moaning and the complaining, and just BE present. He wants to whisper in your ear. And He wants you to speak His Words to those around you who can’t quite hear what He’s saying. Speaking in your own voice, whether that be through talking, or singing, or baking, or cooking, or crocheting, or cleaning, or organizing. What does your voice sound like? How will you speak His Word to the people around you?

For me, one of my voices (hidden for far too long) is writing.

It’s time!

*SBV = Shauna Blaak Version (No, it’s not copyrighted yet but you are welcome to it.)