I used to love going "paddling" in the Firth of Clyde before it connects with the Irish Sea. Each summer, Evelyn and I would take our kids down to the beach to build sandcastles, look for shells, and go "paddling" … Read more

In the evenings before sunset, I love walking up the road with my dog, breathing in the fresh, spring air. I relish the scent of the blooming flowers and the peaceful tranquility of a nearby pond. My dog also loves … Read more

Walking together, hand-in-hand, over the bridge, rain slowly drenching our pant legs, Grace and I are making our way to Giant Tiger to buy her Saturday treat. I prattle on about the obsession of the day, to satisfy her desire … Read more

Many years ago, we moved to a small instant town on Vancouver Island in British Columbia, Canada. It was situated in a beautiful valley with majestic mountains all around. Everything was new, the people, houses, and streets — a true … Read more

At church the other Sunday, one of our deacons tapped me on the shoulder, pulling me from the service, just as we were ready to share our "Joys and Concerns" prior to the pastoral prayer. She whispered in my ear, … Read more

Some of my family and friends quite like reunions. While I'm not a proponent of regular reunions, attending one once in awhile is a good thing. It connects us with those with whom we may have lost touch over the … Read more

We recently took up boating, which has opened up a whole new way for us to view the area in which we live. Using a map to negotiate roads is something we all grow up to do in one way … Read more

I love being a Christian. I love the experience of being a sinner saved by Christ. Without Christ's grace and mercy, I don't know where I would be right now. Without God's compassion, I don't know where I would end … Read more

I have surrendered to temptation again: the temptation to wrest control of my life from God, to whom I have previously entrusted it. It is easily done — and, sadly, not for the last time. I hope I am getting … Read more

Recently, during our morning walk and talk, a friend told me that her little four-year-old grandson, who used to love being in church before going on to Sunday School, had been different the past two Sundays. In their church, prior … Read more