Friday, October 29, 2010

Whats A Good Penis Girth Toilet Paper Roll

Halloween misery ...


And here we go again! With varying degrees of indignation, thousands of other believers before me have expressed their negative thoughts about this holiday. So I'll spare you my personal rhetoric on the matter, and confine myself to an act that speaks volumes about the collective unconsciousness that surrounds the phenomenon.

As you probably know, our beautiful province has a staggering annual rate of suicide. As I write these lines, we're at three per day, no less. Incidentally, the middle class has more suicides than the opposite classes, especially among men between 18 and 45. So yes, home, the poor as rich as life can be removed. Proof that our values and our way of life in dire need of this element that brings hope and meaning to life? I am deeply convinced. So far as I'm concerned, the little ones dress up once a year in Peter Pan, kitten or flying superhero, then drugged them with sugar until the hysteria, it can always go. But anything that glorifies or trivializes death, fear, blood dripping everywhere ... could capaaaaaaaaaaaaaaable!

To better understand me, let me tell you a little story. It was not so long ago, right here in Quebec, a father found his eldest son, the first shades of twilight, hung from a hook in the ceiling of the award to the bottom of the back yard. While the family German shepherd howling like a wolf shocked, the father yelled to turn it to heart-rending the ax, lifting the body already lifeless from his son, shouting his name all his might as if he hoped to reach it from another dimension ...

Quick question: if you were the father, or brother this desperate, how would you feel when in rehearsal (during the halloweeeeeeen !!!), you get to the cemetery lawns decorated with characters from horror movies and hanging from trees ?!? Is it I who am too sensitive or should we suffer of deep unconsciousness to find it funny and moving forward with a decor as profoundly disrespectful that macabre? Exactly, it's disrespectful, immature and unfortunately representative of a society that can no longer trying to make people believe that when one is open, everything can be subject to a good laugh. Yes, it's so just a joke , except of course when it is our son or our father, who held onto a rope around the largest branch of the maple in 'back yard ...

When I think about it, I hate Halloween and sad demonic antics that may ensue ...
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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

How Does Cervical Mucus Help Me

Call me Mr. Mayor!


But who owns this nice mug do you think? Nope! This is not the Irish mobster surprised by a photographer during a football match. I present Rob Ford, who was elected Monday night for mayor of Toronto. Why take a few minutes of my time to talk about the new mayor of Toronto's beautiful? Simple ... the history of the municipal election has absolutely no precedent in the history of Canada.

A brief reminder: in December 2003 to succeed Mayor Mel Lastman (an eccentric who will be remembered primarily for her appearances in the annual gay pride parade and his handshake with a Hell's Angels before the national media), the population of Toronto brings to power a David Miller. Former NDP candidate, a graduate of Harvard Law School and Toronto, Miller promises to bring much in the twenty-first century Toronto as a cultural capital and ecological excellence in North America, nothing less. With ambitions as noble as costly, Miller needs money, lots of money. But great affliction, the reign of Mayor Miller was marked by a vicious U.S. recession, which does not help you guessed right. Despite some achievements in the cultural elegant, it could well summarize the period Miller: tax, tax, tax! In return, we could summarize the reaction of people in two words: do c. ...!

In December 2009, Miller announced that for family reasons, he would not seek a third term as mayor. In 2006, when it was renewed for the second time, the participation rate was 39%. Monday night, brace yourself: 53%! Yes the zamis, I told you earlier, the "unprecedented". What explains this dramatic Rob Ford!

Former football player nearly 300 pounds, Mr. Ford has campaigned with a slogan sledgehammer blow impossible to ignore: "No more gravy train!". Yahouuuu! By the way, just to give you an idea of the character, Mr. Ford was involved in an altercation with a woman during a game the Maple Leaf. Completely drunk and out of it, security has been out of the Air Canada Center while he yelled at the lady in question: "Go to Iran to violate and make you shoot if you're not happy! Although he was convicted in '99 for impaired driving are the innocent on two other occasions: one for domestic violence (Madame withdrew his complaint), and another for possession of marijuana (that's probably the why he wants to hire 200 more police officers).

In 2007, he declared that roads are for cars, buses and trucks. And although his heart bleeds every time a cyclist gets killed, essentially, Mr. Fort believes that we simply had to drive elsewhere. So, more cycle lanes on major roads in the city of Mr. Ford. No more war on the car, low tax on a new car registration imposed by his predecessor, reducing the number of trams (they slow traffic and cursed), the garbage grants for green roofs, the Ecology is for sissy!
Well, You Get The Picture now! I would hate to speculate on the damage that such a person could inflict on the reputation of the Queen City, but next to him, Regis Labeaume is the boy scout in shorts and suspenders. I understand perfectly well that Torontonians have ras-le-Lollipop pay up through their nostrils, but then to elect Rob Ford for mayor ... I hope I am wrong, but that does not seem to have little relation to what I would call an informed choice. I trust that it takes much more than what Mr. Ford seems to offer to manage the destiny of a city the size of Toronto. No kidding, even Sherbrooke would not elect this guy.

And I thought the world was bad enough as it ... Whew!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Red Lines On Rear Projection Tv

Forgiveness

One could easily infer that nothing could be added on forgiveness. If you knew ... if you knew what I could read everything that I taught for 12 years, all I could tell, everything I need humility and surrender to me even get to forgive the effort I need support to accept that another human can really forgive me, I have difficulty understanding what God's forgiveness means really. inexhaustible subject if there is one!

But despite all the emotional and intellectual complexity associated with it, I understand a little, just a little bit, because of the extreme importance that Jesus gives, I quote: " You have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbor and hate your enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for those who mistreat you and persecute you. " (Matthew 5, 43, 44)

Imagine a world where there would be no forgiveness. It would be a horror that no one could describe, although sometimes .... But forgiveness remains fundamental for humanity in the sense that its power is the only one who can stop the downward spiral of violence between peoples and individuals. Without forgiveness, no speech can not calm the rage that burns in the heart of man, which ultimately leads to the settlement of accounts by the blood. Watch what happens to people who refuse to forgive each other, you'll see that I am not exaggerating.

We all need to learn to forgive and be quiet (me included). We all need to learn to give up the victory by the "last word", and move away in silence to pray rather than to flaunt our most implacable arguments.

I do not know if it's approaching fifty, but I'm seriously getting tired of my big mouth reflexes. Enough 's enough, really!




Friday, October 22, 2010

Lucisart Installation Damaged

I want to be another


I laid this poem last summer. I had originally intended to make a song and I was quite advanced in music. Then one morning I realized I could not see myself singing this text as it ages. Too dark, too heavy. Fortunately, the ending is hopeful. God being present in my life, I allow myself not to include his light in everything I write, it would be dishonest of me part because no matter the race or the depth of the depression in which I find myself from time to time, His grace to me over and makes me want to continue. Nevertheless, allow me to introduce him here because I do not think so stripped of any interest despite its heaviness, include several ...



I want to be another
When I bend under the rancor
And the moonless night
Getting away from my due
I want to be another
When the enemy I torpedo
And that doubt as a gimlet pierces my heart morose


I want to be another
When fear paralyzes me
And his gall intoxicates me
At almost overdosed
I want to be another
When I hear you more
And these fallen beings pushes me to neurosis


I want to be another
When I seek your face
And that my soul crosses my rage
Who came back from his break
I want to be another
Although more law and less wandering
And never lose this time crumbles under necrosis

I want to be another
But I have a Father who always talks to me
Who covers me against my will to love
And leads me to the issue
Here or violence
Do find more remains
Neither the body nor in the heart
From our new alliance
Yes of free men
Who wanted as we dazzle
Although they had nothing to offer bigger than what we are ...


















Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Pain Between Shoulders

But he who forgets the strayed rebuke (Prov 10:17) Sufjan Stevens


I'm not a fan of soap operas in ages. Generally, they end up royally annoy me. Apart from very few exceptions who manage to keep me faithful to the end of a season, they are irrelevant to me. You see, I do understand that our soap operas are a reflection of our society, but that is precisely what hit me: the values of our society saddens me and give me sometimes want to move on another planet. But, as I resolved to become an eternal optimist (with God's help, it goes without saying), rather than foolishly criticize without providing an alternative, I shall endeavor here to attempt an analysis of which I ' hope will reach an early solution path.

last Monday evening, the body and brain washed after a particularly demanding day at work, I decided to m'avachir on the sofa for an evening TV. After a few moments turbo zap, I choose to type in an episode of "Yamaska. As usual, we are treated to a litany of intrigue on couples torn apart by infidelity, above the market faced with teenagers who speak to them as we talk to sub-human, seasoned with the older girls falls in love with another woman which in turn wondered if she preferred men or women ... yes I know it's confusing you.

here I will therefore particularly frustrating to a scene of the episode. By the way, I want to say that despite all that I can criticize the values that most soap operas reflects, I do not question the quality of our authors, our directors, let alone that of our players in Quebec. The work of all these people just keeps getting better every year and it is to their credit. Bravo! You have nothing to envy the best in the world.

So this famous scene close-up mom who is woken up at 4 o'clock am by the music that seems to come from the bedroom of his teen age 15. She gets up, a leap towards its progeny room and opens the door without knocking: Surprise! Son and two of his friends are there to "chill" and smoking fags on the bottom of tehno boom-boom. Mom, rightly irritated, asks his son to whom he requested permission for the little white night session with his charming little buddies, you can imagine more ...

Obviously, for the boy-king disturbed at its meeting of deepening cultural, mom is a despot obsessed with nonsense cursed 50s. And stuff, served with a casualness and arrogance than any parent should be set illico sauce "NEVER AGAIN YOUNG MAN!" But mom, so sweet and so in control (and quite possibly terrified of injuring her baby family size, in that big enough to annoy the whole family), he kindly replied almost ten minutes to send his friends and go make a nice nap. Well, I do not know what you have done in his place, but for my part, I wonder first the fact that the 15 year old has no problem of conscience "blaster" his music at 4 in the morning while everyone is asleep. Here is my humble conclusion: before we get there, and apart from the fact that any teen can suffer from bad influences of friends more or less desirable, I suspect his parents have neglected more than once to impose limits most basic to this boy.

Believe me, I myself was a teenager that you would not have found an ideal companion for your little ones. But despite all my deviations premature and my entourage of bullies, the house of my parents has never been a place where you could afford to hold anything without their consent, and it was perfect as well. There were impassable limits, my brother and myself were very aware, and it was perfect as well.

I must sincerely thank my parents taught me to respect and sense of hierarchy. Today (yes, I'm really trying to speak to Gen Y), more and more young people believe in the same level as their parents as soon as their brain is developed enough to make an attempt at argument, made me laugh! Dear parents, your children will not suffer emotional trauma if you teach them that NO ... it's NOT! Closing the door on these gurus of progressive education that teaches us that today, everything is negotiable. I do not encourage you to bully your little ones to make you comply, I simply urge you to reject any compromise with this fundamental right is yours, the one directing traffic under your own roof.

My personal definition of "home": physical location where you either pay rent or own the mortgage and all bills that vlimeuses s relating thereto.

Titus question: in your humble abode, "YOU", you share accounts payable with children and teens?

Yeah ...


Friday, October 15, 2010

Fake Ids In Niagara Falls




Do you know this face? Now it is done, I present to you Sufjan Stevens. Until very recently, and my deepest shame, yet it was for me a perfect stranger. Last week, while surfing the blog of one of our most competent Critics and observers of the music scene - I have appointed Mr. Alain Brunet here - I learn that most analysts are seasoned musical world consider him nothing less than genius. A genius multi-instrumentalist whose main instrument is the banjo ... no joke! Immediately got home, I sit in front of the MacIntosh and full throttle on Itunes question to put myself in the ear are excerpts from Gershwin's electro-folk of the XXI century.


I do not know all of your musical culture, but I warn you, that says musical genius also said musical complexity. By listening to the first excerpts of the latest installment of Mr. Stevens, I was - and it's really the least we can say - somewhat perplexed. The term engineering fits like a glove, without doubt, but the first listen is anything but a sinecure. I remind you that this is his last cd I'm talking about, "The Age of ADZ", the most experimental of them all apparently. To my ear, and I still have some musical culture in the system, it was almost cacophonous. Disappointed and frustrated not to find harmonious the first listening, I started looking for something less cracked. God be praised, Stevens has a dozen products on the market, and what work, phew! I reconfirm, we do have a talent deal with higher than average.

Bookmarks, Illinois and Michigan. Two CD, two names of U.S. states. At the time, Stevens had joked that he planned to produce 50 projects in honor of the 50 U.S. states. Can be inhabited melodies and ideas for arrangements the point of being able to afford such an insatiable musical without the risk of poisoning the acute listener to repeat? I have no certainty. But although it would probably be impossible not to, at least, find the signature of a composer through a work too thick, I would think capable of such a challenge. And for the text ... you would write an ode to Idaho potatoes as you would find poetic and appropriate. It's like that when God decides to flood a human talent, that's all.

Keeping firmly in mind that it remains preferable to worship the Creator and not the creature, I highly recommend the work of Sufjan Stevens.

I wonder what Jesus would make of an old banjo?

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Everlasting Moments




Above stones
The fire lit the sky
Everlasting Moments




must have experienced this magical moment where the sun rises behind the teeth to understand how it feels the mountain I am when I contemplate this spectacle.


© Delphinium October 2010

Friday, October 8, 2010

Homemade Tear Drop Camper

For all have sinned and ... (Romans 3; 23)

Absolutely, this cartoon is stripping! It could be regarded as a vicious attack against the church by many believers. Nevertheless, so brutal it can be, unfortunately it is very representative of a reality: many men of God have abused children. You know, I know, and God knew long before us.



Like most of my fellow citizens, the word pedophile gives me a start-heart. Just imagine a grown man who abuses a small or a small defenseless child or young person ... I'll spare you more. Still, I maintain that the average citizen understands the evil phenomenon of prejudice is the toughest on pedophiles. Mind you, I do not profess myself to be expert, but I know enough about sexual deviance in general to deliver a more nuanced view. Little warning before we go any further: my goal is not to make pedophilia acceptable or more sympathetic, no! For cons, I believe that the God I serve is prepared to forgive a pedophile just as a genocidal murderer and a dictator (as long as he repents of course!). So their plight deserves to be studied and understood, a matter of rising above the traditional and simplistic answer "We should all hang by the c. ... "Give that much when asked : What do you think of pedophiles?



In my humble opinion, pedophilia grows, more often than not. I do not think one is born a pedophile, I also believe that everyone carries within it the germ could may lead to pedophilia (I assume here that I'm not exactly being make friends). Well let me explain: Several studies show that a significant number of pedophiles have themselves been victims of pedophilia. Strangely, one could infer that we are dealing with a virus that spreads, although the process that brings an individual victim of pedophilia to transform itself into an active pedophile is extremely complex, we could, to oversimplify, use this picture for viruses.



Secondly, and more specifically in the case of pedophile priests, the scenario looks different. If, like me, you follow the news, you've probably noticed that the vast majority of sexual abuse lawsuit filed against various members of the clergy throughout the world are connected at a time both distant and near. With us in our beautiful province, many incidents seem to have took place between the 50s and early 70s. Of course, there were others later, but in a much less important. To understand the reason for the greater percentage of incidents between 1950 and 1970, he must first study the socio-historical context of the time.

In short, imagine a time when the Catholic Church reigned absolute authority on Quebec. More than political power, the Church was the blade that cuts any pear: economic, moral, social, cultural and so on. To make myself understood, and no disrespect to anyone, it was, for a huge portion of the populace, the 'business' most prestigious that one could dream of access. Its sphere of influence was particularly strong in everything related directly to the formation of our evolving society: the school among others. Who has not had a parent with a clergy member as a teacher? Many intellectuals and thinkers of high caliber were attracted to a position in the church, or even dreamed of one day seeing one of their sons or their daughters to be part and we would have thought like them at the same time.



So, contrary to what many believe, the church was a haven for perverts looking for easy prey. It is clear that yes, some were (sadistic perverts should I even say, talk to our First Nations friends!), But for many of these men attracted by the clergy, their predator s profile is developed en route. Recently, I listened to the interview with an American researcher who, over a long period, has accumulated a large number of interviews with clergy struggling with issues of sexual attraction to young boys. Surprisingly, These men were mostly not suffered sexual abuse when young. What they can say beyond a doubt by cons is that they still remember clearly have suffered some discomfort towards their own sexuality, a crash somehow. A deadlock as they concluded that religious life was for them the way any designated place (although many were not necessarily devout believers, believe it or not!). But they had one day to face the evidence that they were not as they thought to be asexual in the beginning.




For that day arrives, when a young boy crosses their path and there ... Bang! It was love at first sight! At first they try to convince themselves that it will pass, but ... Surprise! It does not pass absolutely not. It's actually the same type of lightning that a man can feel for a woman, so the boy takes up all their thoughts, they feel the need to protect, to be kind and caring towards her. They worry about his lower back and forth, they were very, very much want to be with him, to know it intimately, share intimacy. They feel guilty of course, but who can they confess such an attraction? It is 1950, just imagine. In 1950, we do not talk about these things, one is reduced to suppress them brutally. Not more books available on this kind of problem, and if such book exists, it is found as prohibited by the Church. In such an environment point of delivery for a being adrift, except from God, of course. But their relationship with God has little to do with a deep Consecration. Remember, they joined the ranks of the clergy for a reason other than to serve the Lord.




You see exactly where I am coming now. But another thing before we go look elsewhere: these drives have nothing to do with the imposition of celibacy by Rome. You see, hundreds of thousands of men have lived their priesthood without ever having to fight against the attraction of this kind. Some went to women, I agree, but many remained chaste without major battle throughout their religious life. The apostle Paul could not have been clearer on the subject of celibacy in his epistles. He was fully conscious by cons it was not appropriate to all men. Did he not write: "It is better to marry than to burn" (1 Cor 7, v8 and 9).



For almost conclude, a word or two about style pedophiles more current supplied by a source as destructive as fascinating, but unfortunately for everyone: the cyber space.


When I told you earlier that everyone carries within it the germ could may lead to pedophilia, it is precisely this comparison Internet I had in mind. Friends, you and me and one who can see everything, do you honestly believe that you would be strong enough to never get to enjoy, if you venture to see (oh, just a quick glance sûûûr well ...) sexually explicit images of boys or girls available on the net? Not on your life in your case, do you? Or is your privilege to believe. But know that there are still tons of serious studies that say just the opposite. And I do not speak of studies commissioned by prominent evangelical churches, no, no. Studies all that is more secular and led by eminent specialists, yes, yes. No religion in there, but good old secular straight pipe who claims that pornography is dangerous and that more and more men are left with a problem of pedophilia in strength to consume more and more porn " hard "and deviant. Good fathers who once shouted loudly they assassinate the first bastard who dares to touch their child, but never saw the oncoming train coming directly from their home. That tells you something that soccer coach high level has been convicted of multiple sexual assault, a good father, however, above all suspicion, impeccable reputation, a trusted man they said ...



Most of these studies suggest that men who come to watch the child porn on the net will not go all to act. Good news for our little ones should be protected by bodyguards 24 hours 24. But still, the game really worth the candle? When I say that we carry all the potential to derail badly and destroy lives because of our sinfulness, I try not be more enlightened than the cross on Mount Royal, the facts show and they make me more afraid that the idea of a cracked out for consideration to cut my throat.

He, at least, I perhaps the chance to see it coming.





Thursday, October 7, 2010

How To Fake Kidney Stones

Playing God


On Monday, La Presse published the opinion letter from a young doctor, Antoine Boivin. Currently, he completed his Ph.D. in Scientific Institute for Quality of Healthcare in the Netherlands. After reading his text, my jaw did not want to hang up. First, our dear Antoine tells us that in the Netherlands, euthanasia is framed legally since 2002. The parameters of this law is listed under the Euthanasia Act friendly. While they are here in Quebec, begins a special commission to study the possibility of legalizing euthanasia (assisted suicide is also a very acceptable term), I thought it useful to share with you the results of study conducted by the Scientific Institute attended by our young doctor in the making. Hold on tight ...

So, since the adoption of this Euthanasia Act, euthanasia would be responsible for 2% of deaths in the Netherlands. Well, so far, nothing too alarming considering the legality of the thing. Before going further, let me enlighten you on the definition of euthanasia. In fact, it is important not to confuse euthanasia and refusal or discontinuation of treatment. Stopping a chemo treatment, disconnecting a respirator or palliative care to increasing doses of morphine, are in no way considered euthanasia, one can easily understand. But if the patient makes an explicit request to be medically attended to end his life on earth, there is! The physician has two choices before him: to accept or reject. If he refuses, the patient will have no choice but to continue his treatment, or simply to live with his condition in the hope that death comes the harvest without much delay. By cons, if the physician agrees to the request of the patient, it will probably (by injection) a strong dose of neuromuscular blocker, which will effectively paralyze breathing muscles and cause his death in the very short term.

Interesting statistic: the Netherlands, 38% of euthanasia requests are rejected by doctors, especially if the application is based on the loss of dignity. So here I happened to much more troubling statistics from this study: In 2005 alone, doctors participating in the study admitted to having killed more than 1,000 patients without their explicit request (see Consent) and without reporting their actions to the authorities empowered for that purpose . In the Euthanasia Act, it is nevertheless clearly stipulated that the consent of the patient, and a report to the authorities, must necessarily be part of the process. I think it's elementary logic, no? The study also tells us that euthanasia is performed on newborns, persons with mental disorders and elderly people suffering from cognitive problems. Year in, year out, 19% of euthanasia cases are resolved without the patient's request and, sometimes, without prior discussion with a family member or a fellow doctor.

And vlan! Who will now look into my eyes to convince me that we can frame with euthanasia laws, without it opens the door to abuse worthy of a death camp? I quote the author, word for word, to try to better yourself: "Despite its legalization in the Netherlands, 20% of cases of euthanasia are not reported by doctors (remember that c is who themselves confess), which prevents any form of external audit. We can not exclude the possibility that euthanasia was practiced among people who would have liked or would have changed his mind in the short term. " And re-wham!

I sincerely hope that this study should reflect our legislators and they realize what a monster they are dealing with here. And please, let me preserve the chorus to the fact that the Netherlands are generally more progressive or more decadent because they legalized prostitution and cannabis use before anyone else. Granted, they are ahead now, but my gut tells me that at the rate things are going, many Western companies will be equally decadent the Netherlands in the near future so, you can almost already breaking the teeth on it ...

we believe in or not, nobody can replace God. Neither an eminent surgeon, or even a dying man who has had enough. Some would tell me that I can not understand what it's like to suffer at the point of wanting to die, you'd be surprised ...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

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Beyond


Little Haiku:


Near sun
The purpose of pebbles proud
Wings look


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Monday, October 4, 2010

Thyroid Disorder Throat Trauma

Cheers retirement!


retirement. So an expression to multiple meanings. In our case here, the plan is actually the equivalent of half a weekend during which a group of men of Christian faith come together somewhere, preferably far from the city and its distractions. To do what? Relax, eat, play cards and talk hockey. Yes, absolutely! But the ultimate goal of this 24 hours "For Men Only" is actually much the opposite of rest for many of us at least.

course, if the speaker is kind of boring, or even if you are the perfect listener Teflon (we would speak to you on national television that it would suffice not to make you feel concerned), such a retreat will leave an imprint in your shallow existence. By cons, if like me you are anxious not to lose your life to watch the train pass, while around the world is heading straight toward a catastrophe of eternal consequences, and, in addition, the speaker is a skilled orator , experienced and anointed by the Holy Spirit (like Daniel Decary, Philipe Joret or Michel Martin), you come away transformed, believe me!

remains to be seen how far now. Of course, not all men are equal before the Lord. I mean all are at different stages in their spiritual growth. Fortunately, some of us reach a level I would call admirable. Far from perfect, however, their testimony is an inspiration for the quality of their commitment and perseverance to be transformed to the image of Our Lord. Others are perfectly sincere, but show larger gaps when faced with the ordeal. Very often, the intensity and quality of life of prayer are good signs of difficulty in their control or to stand before the temptation. In this regard, I know a bit. Having myself Part of the second group during the first 9 years of my Christian life, I could write a complete book and very entertaining on the agonies of Christians confused and inconsistent. Regarding the third group, I prefer not to dwell on their case. I think not having the authority to speak. I leave this exercise to men of the caliber of David Wilkerson, nothing underneath.

So during a retreat with Philipe Joret in June 2007, I received a "wake-up call" uncomfortably unsettling but oh so beneficial. I have already said, I do not know to this day if he realizes what the Spirit was doing with the words coming out of his mouth here this weekend. Damn! When he taught us the importance of discipline in the life of prayer, I felt alone in the room with Jesus himself who said, "Well then Michael, if you do not understand this that this type teaches you French, I can immediately bring to you here in the language of your choice, it's really any way you like! " No more nonsense in Quebec good! Phew!

Yes, without a shadow of a doubt, pensions have always been for me the turning points in my spiritual life. And the one I get is no exception to the rule. Dear friends, I do not give advice to those who do not ask me, but if I can humbly allow me: the next time your church will hold a retreat for men, try to see. I'm actually extremely poor position to look anyone up (and I have no desire, mind), but if after years of Christian life, yet you find yourself repeating yourself you'll never be able to change this or that your sad and redundant paths, a time apart, away from your shelter, might be much more beneficial than you imagine.

It's amazing what you can hear in our heart when the scene changes. Saturday night, leaving the place of retirement, I started thinking that if I could be a prophet in my own country, I could become cons for a better man if I ventured to listen outside my own house . Daniel thank you, thank you Philip, thank you Michael ...