Month: September 2004

We had the house painted three years ago, and this year, after a long cold winter, I noticed that some of the paint was blistering and flaking off. Upon a closer look and using a screwdriver to help remove the … Read more

In April 2003, I found myself in a literal pit of filth, despair, and rot. The smell of death was only surpassed by the other odours that wafted out of the makeshift huts and the sewers that people called their … Read more

One of the best memories that I will take with me from my time working with the Middle Georgia College Warriors football teams of 1998 and 2000 is the unique friendships that I saw develop and be established as a … Read more

It was a dull and rainy day, the kind of day that we tend to forget about on the sunny days of summer. After I had spent time in devotions, in having my coffee, and in watching the flickering flame … Read more

In August 2005, the Canso Causeway will celebrate its fiftieth anniversary. In order to make a memory book for this occasion, I asked people to share their story of a meaningful crossing. My friend, Yvonne, wrote about her special memory … Read more

One of my favourite people, Joe, was the linebacker coach for our football team. I never had paid much attention to that position until I got to know Joe. Linebackers have a wide variety of responsibilities and need to be … Read more

Recently, I spent all morning sorting, throwing out well-worn T shirts, and making piles of clothing to give away. It wasn't until I was putting away the summer clothes that I discovered the disaster. Pleased to have come across my … Read more

Spreading wide the curtains in the front room, a place I love to snuggle down with the good book, I noticed that it was the time of year when the leaves turn colour and begin to fall. It is a … Read more

A tear trickled down her wrinkled cheek, and she brushed it aside with the corner of her lace-trimmed hankie. My 83-year-old grandmother was visiting me for the first time since my first child was born. Later, as she held my … Read more

Don't we all need more quiet times to be still and listen to our heavenly Father when we pray? One recent morning, before breakfast, I crawled out of bed and went straight into my yard to tackle a task left … Read more