Mom’s Christmas wish

I have lost a hero, but not forever. A few weeks ago, my 95-year-old mother, Agnes, suffered a heart attack and stroke. I travelled to BC to join my family at her bedside. We spent four days together. Mom had long determined to eke from life every moment possible in …

God, I’m emotional

Some weeks carry too many emotions to stuff inside your skin. Does God understand? What’s more, does he care? Two days ago as of this writing, my sweet mother suffered a stroke and a heart attack. Two provinces east, I’ve kept my phone close since, waiting for my sister’s calls and …

The Voice On the Porch

Anything can happen on a porch. Connection. Refreshment. Reflection. Rejection, sometimes. Even buying and selling. As a child in the sixties, I had the chore of sweeping our small, utilitarian front porch clear of its weekly accumulation of dirt and spiders. Rarely do I remember anyone but company using that …

How to win the human race

The human race defeats too many of us. Doubled up schedules and lengthening task lists rule us. Hustle us through the hours like objects on a conveyer belt. Stepping off to pause for inner refreshment seems a luxury too dear to afford. “My cup runs over,” the Psalmist wrote, in …

Refresh your faith at lunch

I’ve joined a noon hour Bible study group for women, most of whom work in the downtown area. For the first time in several years, rather than talking about faith to larger groups, I’m connecting weekly, face-to-face, with a small group. As a member, not a leader. We’re three weeks in now, …

Teenagers do grow up. Really.

Some days, around children’s teen years, parenting feels like a string of first-class flubs, second-guessed decisions, three-strike outs, and four-season battles. But other days bring surprises; reminders from God to stay the course. In my “KEEP” file sits one of those surprises: a folded white card containing a half-page of …