Due
to mandated
COVID-19
restrictions,
all in-person
gatherings
are suspended
for the time
being.
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Marg
Black
Tri-Churches
Parish Nurse
As
our Parish
Nursing office
is still closed
at this time,
please reach out
to us by phone
at (416)
494-5364
or contact any
of the agencies
below:
Toronto Mental
Health Support -
211
Seniors Help
Line - (416)
217-2077
Seniors Safety
Line - (416)
899-1011
Crisis Help - crisisservicescanada.ca
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Your
Latest Parish
Nursing Health
Tip
for the week of
April 25, 2021
Life
in Pandemic
Times
As I have
mentioned
before, 50% of
our tendency to
be optimists or
pessimists is
genetic.
We have no
control over
that. Of the
remaining 50%,
10% is due to
external
circumstances
(e.g. COVID-19)
and the other
40% is something
we can work
on. Right
now I think
COVID has
managed to turn
all of us into
pessimists! We
are awash in
grief, fear,
anxiety, anger,
loneliness,
depression - the
list goes
on. When
we are in this
kind of state,
even trying to
summon the
willpower to
think about
possibly
changing our
outlook is too
much effort.
However a family
member recently
sent me an email
with a poem
which made me
think
again.
Here it is. I
hope it helps
you too.
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THE WORLD IS
MINE
Today, upon a
bus, I saw a
very beautiful
woman
and wished I
were as
beautiful.
When suddenly
she rose to
leave,
I saw her hobble
down the aisle
She had one leg
and used a
crutch,
but as she
passed, she
passed a smile,
Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine
I have two legs;
The World Is
Mine
I stopped to buy
some candy.
The lad who sold
it had such
charm
I talked with
him, he seemed
so glad.
If I were late,
it'd would do no
harm.
And as I left he
said to me
"I thank you,
you've been so
kind
It's nice to
talk with folks
like you"
You see, he said
"I'm blind."
Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine
I have two eyes,
The World Is
Mine
Later walking
down the street,
I saw a Child
That I Knew
He stood and
watched the
others play,
But he didn't
know what to do.
I stopped a
moment then I
said
"Why don't you
join them,
dear?"
He looked ahead
without a word
I forgot, he
could not hear
Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine
I have two ears,
The World Is
Mine
With feet to
take me where
I'd go
With eyes to see
the sunset glow
With ears to
hear what I
would know
Oh, God, forgive
me when I whine
I've been
blessed indeed
The World Is
Mine
"If my poem
made you feel
thankful, Just
forward it to
your friends. After
all, it's
just a
reminder that we have
much to be
thankful for. Give the
Gift Of Love,
it never comes
back empty! I have
been truly
blessed with
my awesome
friends".
By Joy
Lovelet
Crawford
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Like this
author, I have
also been
blessed with
AWESOME FAMILY
MEMBERS AND
FRIENDS
including you
who are reading
this. Most
especially I am
blessed with the
knowledge that
God is always
with us and
loves us
unconditionally.
When you feel
too overwhelmed,
tell your loving
Heavenly Father
and open
yourself to feel
His Presence in
your life.
Together we will
get through
this.
Blessings to all
of you.
Margaret Black
Tri-Church
Parish Nurse
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Pastoral
Message
posted for Sunday, February 28, 2021
Dear members of the Tri-Churches congregations
We are deeply saddened to share with you that our
beloved minister, the Rev. Robert Reid, died last
Sunday on February 21, not being able to recover
from the Covid-19 complications.
We are so grateful for all the prayers that were
offered not only by this congregation, but by so
many friends, along with the Presbytery of East
Toronto - prayers for healing, for peace, for
courage and for comfort.
Robert himself knew that his life was safely in
God's care, and though this is not the outcome we
had prayed for, we too trust, as Marg Black puts
it, God has chosen to heal him in a different
way. We grieve together with the Reid
family, our family of faith here at Iona, and all
our friends of the Tri-Church. We give
thanks to God for Robert's life and witness to the
Risen Christ, for his ministry and wonderful
friendships in our midst.
Each of us has previous memories that no one can
take away from us. If you wish to write down some
of your memories for the Reid family, please
forward them to Marg Black, so that she can
collect them for Robert's family.
Those who wish to make a donation in loving
memorial of the Rev. Robert Reid,
please consider:
Robert Reid Memorial Fund
c/o Iona Presbyterian Church
1080 Finch Ave. East,
North York, ON, M2J 2X2
