What to do with a stray

My newspaper column about the stray cat that recently adopted us generated several inquiries from owners of lost cats. But His Grace, (also Grace Cat, Crazy Gracey, depending on everyone’s moods) as we christened the cat, didn’t match any of their descriptions. Nevertheless, I caught my breath when I opened …

Conquering your personal Olympic race

Lyndon Rush has an appropriate surname. Every time the Saskatchewan-born Olympic bobsledder climbs into his machine, he speeds.  He has no choice. “There’s no way to slow down, so you’re going as fast as gravity is taking you…plus there’s no control over the speed,” he commented during one interview. A …

This advice could save your marriage

The couple didn’t seem to care that they’d squared off in a public place. Each hurled explosive verbal artillery, heedless of bystanders. I tried to ignore them, but I cringed, wondering. What had hardened their hearts? Stolen their happily-ever-after newlywed dreams? Capsized their love boat? If only they’d heard (and …

Ches’s well

My son-in-law, Kendall, gulped down a cup of water the other day, freshly drawn from Ches’s well. Deep. Sweet. Pure. It flowed to the surface from a stream oceans away from Canada and hundreds of feet down, under the churchyard of a humble Kenyan village. Kendall smiled. Ches Patzer would …

What makes you so special?

  “Good morning, Dr. Phil!” I said, silencing my clattering phone. Laughter greeted me. “I’m always amazed that you know my voice.” “Call display helps,” I told him. But even without that, I’d know my friend and fellow scribe’s voice; the soft stretches of syllable and sharp curving of consonants …

Church, kids, and faith

I stood in church the other day, holding one grandbean, standing beside another. Wondering what faith concepts they’ll bring with them into adulthood. In my own childhood church, we stood, spoke and sang when told. Our prayers followed the pastor’s directions. Sometimes we stood, “every head bowed, every eye closed.” …

Truth and Wisdom to you in 2014

Thanks to wider newspaper coverage, Sunny Side Up has acquired some new readers recently. (Welcome, if that means you!) “Why do you always call your husband “the Preacher,” one asked me recently. Since some of my regular readers may also wonder, here’s why: First, the Preacher has been a card-carrying …

Messed Up for Christmas

I wished him a Merry Christmas, just before Christmas.  “Same to you,” he said, but his words felt flat. Then, rather than carrying on, he paused. A strapping young man whose name I don’t even know. A man with something on his mind. Something it seemed he hated to confess, …

Christmas love notes from God

I picture you at Christmas. Do you see what I see? Crazy busy. Perhaps crazy lonely. Wondering how you’re going to fit everything in, or wishing you had something to fit in. Wondering how you’ll survive. Oh, I picture you at Christmas, because I’ve been to some of those places …