My grandparents built their home with little money and much love. It became a monument of memories: meals in the kitchen, laughs in the living room, bubble baths in the claw-foot tub, bedside prayers, and occasional spankings in the laundry … Read more
Archive for June, 2007
Ask Seek Knock
"Our prayer group will not meet this week, but come over to my house at the same time. I have a project I'd like you to help me with," said my friend. When I arrived, she was in the backyard … Read more
Our Great Companion
After a recent surgery, I was not able to drive for six weeks, so between my husband, my son, and a friend, I was driven to do my errands. Then came the day for my first driving trip. To get … Read more
Acquiring Wisdom
The elderly man sat across the table from me drinking coffee, relaxed and at peace with his world. "It took me a lifetime to arrive at my stage of contentment," he said. "I suppose it will take others that long … Read more
Real Reconciliators
I used to hate a guy called James [not his real name] who lived about five hundred yards from my home. I don't what started the rivalry, but his house was in a different street, so that automatically put him … Read more
Beneath The Berry Patch
Last summer, we went raspberry and blueberry picking. After a short ride to the field on a tractor, we arrived at the designated place for picking the fruit. We were each given an area of the row to pick in. … Read more
Boy, That's Good, Ain't It?
I remember well my childhood when money was hard to come by. Bread bought in a store was a luxury; cookies from the store were a treat; an ice cream cone was almost unheard of; a Dixie cup eaten with … Read more
Playing Favourites
I used to play field hockey for my high school. Because I could run fast and score goals, my coach appointed me as the team captain. Field hockey is an aggressive game, played over two forty-minute halves, which means that … Read more