Post 316

Tears of Joy

God knows everything.
God knows who you would want to see in heaven.

God knows that Julja would want to see her sister again, the one who died too young.
God knows that Jim would want to see his brother again, the one who died too young.
God knows that Laird would want to see his mother again, though he pretended he didn’t care.
God knows that Marilyn would want to see her mother again, because everything was left unsaid.
God knows that Diane would want to see her father again, because he seemed to understand.
God knows that Tonia would want to see her grandmother again, the one who loved her so.
God knows that Leah would want to see her parents again, the ones who died too early.
God knows that Donna would want to see her son again, the one who died too young.
God knows that Anita would want to see her father again, though she pretended she didn’t care.
God knows that Phillip would want to see his grandmother again, the only parent he had.
God knows that Alla would want to see her husband again, even though she divorced him.

God knows that children would want to see their fathers again, the ones who left too early.
God knows that those parents would want to see their children again, the ones who died in the crash.
God knows that those parents would want to see their sons again, the ones who died on duty.
God knows that those parents would want to see their children again, the ones who died in the fire.
God knows that those parents would want to see their children again, the ones who died in the hospital.
God knows that those children would want to see their mothers again, the ones who were taken too early.
God knows that those children would want to see their parents again, the ones who didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.

God knows that those women would want to see their babies again, the ones who were born, but didn’t survive.
God knows that those women would want to see their babies, the ones they miscarried.
God knows that those women would want to see their babies, the ones they aborted.
God knows that those men would want to see the children they lost.

God knows that women would want to meet the children that they didn’t know they had conceived.
God knows that men would want to meet the children that they didn’t know they had conceived.
God knows that people would want to meet the siblings that they didn’t know their parents had conceived.
God knows that people would want to meet the siblings that even their parents didn’t know they had conceived.
God knows that people would want to meet their guardian angel.

God knows everything.

God knows who I would want to see, even better than I do.
But I made a list anyway.

Anthony, Theresa.
Bernice, Wilbur, Yoo-hi, Kyoo-ik.
Eun-ja, John, Antony, Ram.
Tobit, Job, Noah.
Teresa and Thérèse.
Thomas and Thomas.
Gilbert, Josemaría, Karol.
Rosa, Gertrude, Orest.
Peter, Paul, Joseph,
Mary and Jesus.
And my guardian angel too.

Post 315

Remind Me

And as he was setting out on his journey, a man ran up and knelt before him, and asked him, “Good Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”

And Jesus said to him, “Why do you call me good? No one is good but God alone. You know the commandments: ‘Do not kill, Do not commit adultery, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Do not defraud, Honor your father and mother.’”

And he said to him, “Teacher, all these I have observed from my youth.”

And Jesus, looking upon him, loved him,
and said to him, “You lack one thing; go, sell what you have, and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.”

At that saying, his countenance fell, and he went away sorrowful; for he …

 (Mark 10:17-22)

. . . was very cool.

He had a cool truck, cool cars, and a cool motorbike. He wore cool clothes and he had cool hair. He had a cool place and cool furniture and he listened to cool music. He played in a cool band. He drank cool beer and smoked cool cigarettes. He had cool friends and went to cool parties. He had a cool job. He watched cool things on television and online. He made cool food and he ate at cool restaurants. He had a cool dog. He had cool bikes and cool skateboards and cool snowboards. He went on cool trips to cool places and did cool things. He had a cool walk and cool talk about cool things. He sent cool text messages, sometimes with cool pictures.

Those who talked to him knew how cool he was, though he would deny his own coolness (almost nothing and almost nobody — not even himself — was really cool enough for him).

And yes, he was even born cool. (He was that baby with the deep voice.)

The only problem was that
He didn’t know who he was.

He had invested so heavily in cool.
And he had lost so much in everything else.
He had lost so much.

In the first place, he didn’t know how to take the risks that mattered.

He became afraid
Very afraid
Of expressing himself
Of showing that he cared
Of fighting for the underdog
Whom he loved
With a fierce and tremendous love

He became afraid
Very afraid
Of apologizing
Of admitting that he had failed to help
In your time of need

He became afraid
Very afraid
Of making big changes
Of admitting that he had chosen the wrong path

In the second place,
He did not open doors that were there
He did not fight the battles that were his
He did not find treasure meant for him
He did not win the victories he should have won
He did not speak the words that would have healed

And he missed the people in his midst

(And when they were gone
He missed them)

Oh, I am sad for him!
I am sad for his losses.
I am sad at his stubbornness.

Please, remind me that I must not be sad
Remind me that his God is a God of second chances.
Remind me that his God is a God of starting over.

His God is bigger and better than all of this.

He can rescue even the cool.

Jesus looked at them and said, “For man, this is impossible, but not with God. All things are possible with God.”

(Mark 10:27)

Post 314
For True Sisters

Tell Me

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about that evening
How the moon shone upon the lake
How your carriage flew as if on wings
Your heart was full
You felt you could not be happier
You could want for nothing more

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about your dress
Covered in Slavic roses
Velvet and ribbons and embroidery
Embroidery and embroidery
Lace and layers
You smiled as you twirled, delighted

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about your slippers
Were they completely of glass?
Some say they were actually kierpce
Reminiscent of distant mountains
Is it true that the shoes were left until last?
Is it true that you almost had none?

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about your victory
How you went to the ball
Against the schemes of false sisters
How astounded they were
To see you radiant, lovely and sweet
Graceful, beautiful, unique

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about the dancing
How did it feel to step so lightly, so quickly
To twirl?
They all saw how happy you were
Music filled the evening air
You felt you could dance forever

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me about the promise
What did the Prince
Whisper in your ear?
Did he speak of the future?
Is it true that he said he would never forget you?
That he would always be with you?

Oh, Cinderella!
Tell me, finally, about your secret ally
Who knew how to gather pieces of this and pieces of that
Your godmother, no less
What did it cost her to give you this dress?
Is magic the word, or shall we speak
Of sacrifice, determination, patience, and love?



Post 313
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 20, 2017

My daughter, I love you.

The time is near when your Saviour shall come again. Rejoice, for now a time of victory is coming, a time of peace, a new era. Prepare for your Saviour.


By praying and going to confession. Change your cold hearts, change your cruel ways; repent, for your Father is waiting for you to come back to him. You are his child; he made you and knew you before left your mother’s womb. I loved you when you were an innocent child. I loved you and cared for you when you turned against me. I love you still, and care for you and protect you even when you hurt me and even when you hurt what is good. Come home to where your Father waits for you and loves you unconditionally. You will be rewarded, and given the grace to do what is good. I am your Shepherd. I will give you the grace to know to follow and to follow.

My children, you do not know what awaits you, you do not know how (well) I know what you want. There will be new forests where the trees were cut down. No one will need to worry about paper; the trees will be plentiful and flourish with fruit. The grass will become green, and artificial grass will be removed. Weeds will not reproduce so vigorously, but one will still be able to blow the white fluff from dandelions. The spray-paint on buildings and tunnels shall all be gone, and (even what seemed) permanent will go. Tattoos and piercings will all vanish. Food shall be plentiful and new varieties of fish and birds will come. There will no longer be strange animals of the sea; sting rays, sea snakes, crocodiles and all that is ugly will be gone. The land animals that are ugly and dangerous will also go — the snakes and the insects, the lizards and toads. For these were signs; as the lamb and the wolf are signs, so were the ugly creatures. But now is a new era, and now I want to show you (all) something else. I want to show you new horses, butterflies like rainbows, birds in new colours, new dolphins that can leap through the oceans. Everyone who wants to return to their homeland will be able to, and nothing will stop them. It will not be so expensive to fly, so that the children of poor families will be able to travel to see the creations of God.

Disneyland and artificial beauty will be changed into useable space. Homes will not be gigantic, they shall be built (according to) what you need for your family. For if you took one big house and changed it to match the personal size that the owners need, you could fit many pretty houses, for many families.

People will come to understand the Catholic faith in a deeper way. I love my people and I know what they wanted when they were little children.

I am glad you told those in FTR my message. I have many plans for all who will accept them. I have plans for their jobs, for their homes, for a family or religious life. Some of these plans they know, and some I will reveal later. I have plans for their families as well. I have FTR as part of the plan, a plan that will affect the world now and in the future. They are my children, whom I love and care for. I have loved them and watched them through their childhood to adulthood. I loved them even when they chose wrongly. I know what they want and what they care about. I know what is best for them and I will show them the way. Those who chose to follow (in FTR) will have a special purpose and role in my plan for when I come again . . .

Rejoice, for your Saviour and Shepherd will return, with many gifts for the world.

Post 312
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 19, 2017

My daughter, do not be afraid to believe. Do not worry; all of your dreams will come true; all that I have promised will happen. I will not let you believe and be disappointed. Do not think about it (the promises) not happening, because it will.

Those who accept the promises of God are rewarded and never deceived or disappointed. For I promised your fathers of old many gifts, and those who believed and accepted received them. I have gifts for everyone; I have plans for everyone and those who want my gifts can have them. For the Father wants his children to be happy and rejoice, for he gave his people his only Son, whom they put to death. Your Father knows what you long for; He knows what is most precious to you and what you fear most. I know what you want when you are unsure. Trust and follow me, for I will lead you. If you follow, I will give you what you want and deserve. For you will be rewarded. Those who follow Him are blessed and exalted, but those who refuse to touch his gifts and take his hand will not receive these gifts. They are still my children, whom I love, and I still give them another chance to take my hand and follow me.

For you must forget about your worldly possessions and follow me. You must trust me and leave your home and pick up your staff and follow your Lord and Shepherd. For when your Shepherd wants to take his sheep to new rich pastures, will you leave your old fields and home and trust your Shepherd or will you refuse to follow and remain? When your Master comes, who will follow him, and who will be unfaithful to him? For this is a test. It is I, your Master, and I am ready to take you to my best pastures, I want to lead you to your home of eternal happiness. Come, follow me, and I will take you home.

Post 311
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 17, 2017

My daughter, I love you. You are my daughter, my child.

The father’s love is so great, beyond imagination. He loves his children more than many know. Many do not know the love of God; many underestimate what he wants for his people. Many do not realize how much he loves them, even if they hurt him. His love is unconditional; his mercy is unimaginable. He loves his children like no other. Those who are sorry for their actions but afraid to come to their Father do not understand his love. His mercy is a gift that he wants to share with all. He wants to pour down graces on all. How it pains the Father to see his children disregard his gifts. He knows what they want; I know what you want. Do not hesitate to repent, for those who come back are forgiven and rewarded. Do not be ashamed to come to him, and never assume your sin is unforgivable. Many do (great) evil and never repent. Many are not sorry. Those who return shall be blessed, and those who do not repent will not be ready. For the time is near, when your Saviour will return.

[What about FTR?]

Those in it will have a special role. They will be blessed for accepting this gift. I have (many) plans for those in it . . . It is part of my plan which I knew of before they came in. It is a gift, something special which will become known. Those who accept this gift will be rewarded, and those who (in the end) rejected it will know what they rejected. They will know what it is and they will know it was real. It is not only a social group; it is a group I have plans for. And those who accept these plans will receive them.

. . .

Do not be afraid; do not worry, for you are in my care, my arms, and no other’s. Always come to me when you are sad or distressed and always come to me when you are lonely. I am your guide and your shepherd, your Father and your brother. I am the giver of life, for those who eat my body and drink my blood will live.


. . . I gave you teeth not to worry about but to enjoy food, my gift. I inspired dentists to fix teeth and improve them, not to tell lies about them. Do not worry; they do not know. They do not know about God and His ways. Do not let them feed you falsehoods . . . There will be dentists, but not all who are currently dentists will be later, for some are not doing what they should be; they are scaring (people) and telling lies, which is not pleasing to me. I inspire dentists and some are good and do help.

But after I return, things will be very different. When I come again, the earth will change. No longer will people need to worry about natural disasters, no longer will injustice and evil reign. Everything will become straight, and everything will become as (it) should be. And those who accepted my promises will be rewarded.

Constitutions will be changed, and the law will be just and right(eous). Countries struggling for independence — the issues will be resolved. The war zones throughout the earth will become peaceful and flourish and the villages will be restored . . . There is no place on earth where there is not one innocent person who loves their home . . . After I come again, the earth shall be cleansed; volcanoes and tornadoes will be gone. Swords and spears, guns and bombs will no longer be used and will be discarded, for a time of peace is coming; lay down your swords. No longer do you need to defend your country. For war shall cease and families will return home.





Post 310


Have you ever found something in an old book? I think it’s kind of interesting to think that right now, there are many objects quietly tucked away into many books in many libraries around the world, still undiscovered.

How many times have we slipped things into books and then forgotten them? I once tucked my passport into my travel book, and promptly forgot that I had done that. It wasn’t until I had travelled to the capital (Belgrade), gotten a new passport issued from the Canadian embassy, and went through too many things that I found it. It hadn’t been stolen, and I hadn’t lost it forever. It was with me the whole time.

On February 22, 1961, Oрест Барабаш typed up his Ukrainian-language homework. He put his address on it: Едмонтон, 8919-88 вул.

This document was typed up very carefully, on a typewriter that had the ability to type in red, but no special way to correct mistakes. With the early typewriters, when you made an error, it could be a big deal. If you didn’t want to start all over again, you could do nothing better than type upper-case Xs on top of your typo. Some of the later typewriters had a lift-off ribbon that could remove characters that you didn’t want. Such a convenience! I know because over the course of my life, I have spent many, many hours at a typewriter, mainly typing out essays. I have always counted my typing class as the most useful course that I took in high school.

Anyway, this document has been graded. The instructor gave him 95% on one section, and 94% on another.

I was curious when I found it. Where was Orest now? How old was he? Wouldn’t it be funny if he still lived at the same address, and what would he think if you showed up with this document at his doorstep, 58 years later? I wasn’t even born when he typed it.

And in case you’re not keeping track, I’m 49 now. I am the same age as my dog, if you do that thing where you multiply the dog’s age by 7. My birthday landed on Easter Sunday this year, and that had never happened in my life. It will happen again in 2030 though, so I’m looking forward to that. My brother sent me a happy birthday email. Brothers are good that way.

So, being curious, I did what a person would do nowadays, and ran an online search of Orest’s name.

Orest came from Ukraine with his parents when he was about a year old. His brothers, Bohdan and Volodymyr, would have been born in Canada, but his mother must have died when Orest was quite young. His father, Harry, was a photographer, and named his photography studio after his son, calling it Orest Photography Studio and Cameras Ltd. I found out a little bit about Orest’s stepmother online too.

Orest attended St. Joseph’s Catholic high school, and received a silver medal for his high marks.

By the time he was 16, he was attending the University of Alberta, as an honours math student. He was part of two university clubs, both with Ukrainian names: Zarevo and Obnova. Off campus, he participated in a group called Plast, which is the Ukrainian Boy Scouts group, and he was a camping instructor for the Cubs. He also competed in tennis. And you could sometimes find him на лижах (on skiis) in Jasper or Banff. He competed in downhill skiing. In short, Orest was the kind of person who did his best at everything that he could, the kind of person who would easily collect all the scholarships that are always offered for people like him.

I am not sure what kind of illness Orest had, but the article in the February 18, 1966 Edmonton Journal says that he had a long-term illness, and died at the General Hospital while in third-year university. He was 18.

A funeral was held for him at St. George’s Ukrainian Catholic Church, and he is buried at St. Michael’s Cemetary.

His date of death was February 16, 1966, almost exactly 5 years after he typed out his Ukrainian language homework, got it marked, and tucked it away in a book and forgot about it. He would have been 13.

But now this document has been found, and with it, we can remember its author.

Привіт, Orest! Як справи?

When you were alive on earth, there was no such thing as a blog. But now — surprise! — you’re in it, and so is your homework!

: D





Post 309
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 16, 2017

My daughter, you have worked with a full effort, and that is what will be rewarded. Do not worry any longer . . . Now you can rest and enjoy what you have waited for . . . It is the effort that matters, and if you try your hardest, you shall be rewarded . . . Do not let the earthly trials and hardships disappoint you, for grades are valuable here but in the kingdom of God, they are not. Your efforts are blessed and rewarded, and if you try your hardest to learn a subject, you will be given what you want (that subject). On earth, your transcript is ‘honoured’ and of great value; one wants it to look impressive and admirable, but this is merely a document. Much of one’s earthly identity/status is shown and proven through this, however, it is your actions and intentions that are creating your real transcript, your official record. Your good actions are much higher than A’s, and your righteous intentions are much higher than 100%’s, for in the kingdom of God they are of great value.

[How will heaven be better/different?]

Heaven is much greater than earth; do not worry or doubt that heaven could be better than earth, for in heaven no one dies and there is no sadness; there are all of the worldly gifts, as well as the heavenly. There is more than one could want in heaven, and its beauty is beyond compare.

The day your Saviour comes will change humanity like never before. No longer will school and work have such unjust hierarchies, and no longer will there be unjust rulers leading countries. Food and water will be free for all. Cloth and fabric will be cleansed, and clothes shall be improved. Fashions will change, and it will an embarrassment to wear immodest clothing. The holy day of Saints will be only to honour saints, and symbols of death shall vanish. Countries’ symbols and wrong shapes will change and the idols will be destroyed . . . The Church shall reign and be above all. She will be respected. Cultures, skin colours, and nationalities will be equal . . .

New plants will bear fresh fruit, and the soil will be nourished. The stars will always shine, and the deserted deserts will be rich. Houses will be built, and apartments will (mostly) be destroyed. There will be enough land for all (and houses), for the large (useless) buildings and stores will be removed. The world will no longer be divided. And new plants will come to the earth with new flowers and fruit. There will also be new animals; there will be new birds, new fish, new horses . . . The snows will melt, and Greenland will be green. Everything will change, and peace will come.

Post 308
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 15, 2017

My daughter, I am glad you came.

Do not worry . . . it is not your writing; it is mine. Do not worry — the punctuation can change; it is the same voice.

Do not worry about the future, for the future is filled with happiness; many things will change. The sky will become clear and blue, the air will be fresh, the sun shall be yellow (in all areas of the world) and one will be able to look at it without pain. Snow and cold will not be so cold and will not kill, and neither will heat. Remember my promises, and do not ever doubt what I say, for you have believed . . .

I love you, my daughter. I will take care of you through thick and thin. I am always there, no matter where you are, whether in the fields or the forest, the plains or the mountains,  the desert or the ocean — I am with you always. When you are alone and distressed, I am with you. You can always put your trust in me.

[Regarding instructors and grades]

. . . those who are reluctant to give good marks, when deserved, are ignoring their conscience and not being honest, and this is not pleasing to God.

[What about FTR?]

They have been chosen from around the world for a special purpose. It (FTR) will also show what you believed even on the other side, for there will be books, which I will supply, of the events that happened. It (FTR) is something that is also part of my plan. There will still be more (members) to go and come, and the time is coming. I will show you who is supposed to stay and who is supposed to go. They also will be blessed for believing. Those who rejected this gift of God as ‘too strange’ or ‘dreaming’ will see it was real. Those in it will see each other for the first time . . . And afterwards, many will rejoice, for their Saviour has returned.

Post 307
(A guest post by Miriam C.)

December 14, 2017

My daughter, trust in what I have said and you shall be blessed. Those who disbelieve and tell you that you are wrong shall be revealed and their words of wrong guidance shall be destroyed but not forgotten. I will show them what you said was true and all shall see how they disbelieved the future.

You, my daughter, will spread the word of God and will bring people closer. You will speak to the children and the adults; you will speak of what you know the love and mercy of God is. You will speak in various languages.

Once I come again, people will still have to be guided and shown the way, for there are many things people do not understand, about the gentleness of their Father, about the tenderness of his mercy or about his understanding of people. Your Father knows you through and through; he knows what you desire and need; he knows your future.