Author: Anne Russell

After the service concluded and I sat to listen to the postlude, a tap came on my shoulder, and I was asked about how things were going. I proceeded to talk with this person, along with another. Then at what … Read more

I still have my Presto pressure cooker sitting on a shelf in the basement, unused for many years. The pressure cooker works by taking very little water and creating steam under pressure, and so reducing the cooking time. There is … Read more

A no-good potato? I must admit I have never seen a potato I didn't like. After looking at the one I had brought up from the fruit cellar, though, I found it was soft and had sprouted about five or … Read more

A ship wrecked long ago served as a marker for shallow water, and showed what could happen when we venture into waters that are too shallow. The ship was covered with barnacles, and the birds used it as a place … Read more

My husband, Bill, and I went down to a church here in Brampton, Ontario, Canada, to their Vacation Bible School to distribute Bibles to the children, on behalf of the Gideons. Having lived with Bill all these years, I still … Read more

How many of us live in anticipation? For some, the future might be a time of anxiety — we're not looking forward to what lies ahead; or it could be a time of exhilaration — something we have planned and … Read more

When I was young, I lived close Lake Ontario. Sometimes I could hear the lake freighters blasting their foghorns. It was usually in a thick fog that they gave out three short blasts, followed by a quiet silence that brought … Read more

As one day melted into another, I found it almost impossible to put a message together that made any sense. I paused to reflect on past experiences, knowing that sometimes God has other plans for us. There are times when … Read more

"If I had your silverware and had to do what you have done, I would rather put it away permanently or give it away." These were the words of my son. I replied, "Would you like it?" to which he … Read more

After I had finished a game of golf, I sat down on a bench next to a flower bed. Here, I observed a caterpillar as it stalked the leaves of a plant, munching them into oblivion. I knew that one … Read more