A Presbyterian church is located midway between our community of Nanaimo, in central Vancouver Island, and the community of Qualicum Beach, a 45-minute drive north of us. Behind the church, a cross is carefully outlined in a sacred plot … Read more

A time came when we all knew my Dad was dying. I felt very close to my Dad, and I believe that he was concerned about how I would react when he was gone. Dad took me aside one day … Read more

"Red" was the horse we used at the rodeos to run in competition racing. Once the race was over and he left the track, he behaved himself, going down the main street of our small town. But as soon as … Read more

I have never thought of myself as being impatient, until the day I stepped outside the front door with one foot on the doormat — and the next step was about to change my thinking, as well as my attitude. … Read more

While in Florida, we met a young man whom I will call Sam. He was brought up in a Jewish home, but later was converted to Christianity. As a result of a brain tumour in his late forties, he had … Read more