Month: March 2004

The other day, I made a trip to the refuse and recycling centre to drop off some old large stereo speakers. They had taken up residence stacked next to the storage heater since I had liberated them from my parents … Read more

Several years ago, I ventured on a meaningful trip to the Holy Land. Israel sits on the edge of a vast desert, and depends on the Sea of Galilee for its fresh water supply. Because of the scarcity of water … Read more

Today we hear more about mentors than about the leading of the Spirit through the written Word. We have all probably had our mentors who guided us as we grew. For many, it was a writer. Eugenia Price was my … Read more

I walked into a large home supply store, and there he stood, seventy-three years old, holding a smoke alarm in his hand. Four months ago, no one expected him to live through a reaction to the anaesthetic that was used … Read more

After retirement, my husband and I started going to Florida for the winter months. Within a few years, we started to wonder about our home in the north, in comparison to the one we had in the south. The one … Read more

By my desk, I have a window that gives me a view of the hustle and bustle of local life down in the street below. Lately, I have been watching a house being built on the footprint of an old … Read more

Intricate snowflakes are falling to the ground, steadily covering the green grass and black asphalt with a soft, white blanket. The branch of the evergreen tree is moving slightly outside my living room window, indicating that there is a bit … Read more

Our daughter-in-law, Sue, came for a quick visit. As she entered our home, she exclaimed, "No wonder you're depressed — you need some lights on!" She then proceeded to turn on all the lights she could. That was a mistake … Read more

I have always dreamed of being a writer, but God gave me a home and a family, and the necessity of working to support them in the style I desired. The years went by, but the dream still lingered. I … Read more

Even though seventeen years and three thousand miles separated me from my youngest brother during his childhood, we've always maintained a close bond. I remember visiting him when he was six. He told me of his first year at school, … Read more