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The perfect hat for Christians

Never jump off a bridge to rescue a hat, someone wise told me once. Not even, I suppose, the most recent addition to my winter wardrobe arsenal. Brown mock-suede with a deep fur trim, I wear it only when winter slaps my face, mocks the memory of summer and sucks every thought but one through […]

Got a derelict spirit? I know this guy….

Got a derelict spirit? I know this guy….

The derelict old house on the prairie belongs to a farmer friend, a man attached to the land and the things attached to it. On a breezy fall bike ride, my grandbean led us there, pedaling hard and fast, as though it called him. We’ve visited the abandoned Sears (I suspect) pre-war home before. We […]

Lessons of the nesting cups

Lessons of the nesting cups

Most of the toys my two babies played with over three decades ago have been tossed or passed on to others. But not the twelve green, yellow, red and blue nesting cups. Over thirty-odd years, seven* moves, two children and five grandbeans, we’ve never lost one. Not even the tiniest blue cup, small enough to […]

Nana, mind your tongue!

“Oh, be careful little tongue what you say,” goes the old Sunday School song. “For the Father up above is looking down in love….” I should have been singing that the day my daughter and I had a conversation in her van. In the back sat three-year-old Benjamin Bean, half-asleep in his car seat. The […]

To everything a time; to every moment, an account

To everything a time; to every moment, an account

It takes a full year to unwrap the gift that follows Christmas. But we’ll unwrap 2015 together, one minute, hour, day, week, month at a time. We may not have realized it then, but we did that in 2014, and 2013, and each year prior, reaching back to our births. If you had known what […]

Mom’s Christmas wish

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 order to enjoy the years […]

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 texts, wondering if I should […]

The Voice On the Porch

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 porch – and door-to-door salesmen […]