Month: November 2001

As we continue to reflect on the devastating events of September 11, much has been said in an attempt to understand those men who were willing to give their lives to commit such terrible acts of violence and hatred. Probably … Read more

Accompanied by my mid-morning cup of tea, I started to eat my lunch early. As I opened up my chocolate mousse, brown, homogeneous, indifferent, and resolute in its container, it seemed to look back, unimpressed at me. Many years ago, … Read more

"Ah, the freshness of a fall day: the beauty of God's handiwork of nature, the falling leaves, the crisp winds, the small whitecaps on the waters of Mahone Bay." These were my thoughts as I made my way to my … Read more

A "No smoking, except in designated areas" sign catches my eye, as I look around the waiting room of the car dealership. I have finally brought my car in for a lube, oil, and filter change. This is a recommended … Read more

Have you, like me, ever read these words and found yourself in every verse? Have you ever been the seed sown along the path, and let confusion or doubt about some detail of Christian doctrine rob you of joy and … Read more

I have always been a neat person. I like things to be put in their place. If you want to spin me up, then mess up a room. When I get home from work, I like to sit down and … Read more

I have always loved clouds. As a child, I would lie on my back in the grass, gaze into the heavens, and watch the cloud parade. How many wonderful things my imagination was able to see there: a whole series … Read more

"Square Head!" "Nazi Lover!" "Kraut!" I still remember those hurtful words, thrown like darts, towards me, many years ago. My parents, my brother, and I immigrated from Germany to Canada in 1957, leaving behind friends, relatives, and many memories, some … Read more

On my wall is a little poster of that famous bear, Pooh, and his friend Piglet. The words accompanying the notorious twosome are these: Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh!" he whispered. "Yes, Piglet?" "Nothing," said Piglet, taking … Read more

At the eleventh hour on the eleventh day of the eleventh month, we stand in silence to remember. We wear the poppies to help us to remember and to help honour those who gave their lives for us, for our … Read more