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                  I have a list.   It is not a physical list, but it is very real.   You likely have one too.   This list consists of my worries, concerns and things I would like to see changed for myself and others.    The problem with this list is that it never ends.   Even when some of the huge things at the top of the list get taken care of, new problems are added.   As well, focusing on this list leaves me anxious and frustrated because I have little or no control over most of it.   Then, because I am focusing on my problems and just reacting to them, I become even more angry and frustrated and the cycle continues.   Then one day, I read Psalm 119:148 which says, “My eyes stay open through the watches of the night, that I may meditate on your promises”.   That verse surprised me because when people are wide awake i

                  The demolition of Estevan’s Civic Auditorium began today and I must say that I am sad to see it go.   From countless rec hockey games to cheering for the Bruins with my family, I have a lot good memories tied up in that old building.     However, this is not completely unprecedented in my life as several old buildings that were significant to me have met the same fate.                   The Civic Centre (commonly known as “The Crushed Can”) in my hometown of Moose Jaw was an important part of my childhood.   I can still remember looking through the lobby doors and seeing the white ice surface below with the colourful seats rising to the ceiling high above.   Watching the Moose Jaw Canucks and then the Warriors in that building was a magical thing to me.   Sadly, the Civic Centre met the wrecking ball in 2012.                 Wester