Author: Judith Welch

What do an English-speaking grandma and a little girl who only speaks Spanish have in common? Not long ago, I would have answered, "Not very much." This summer, however, I found the courage to step outside my comfort zone … Read more

Time has not been kind. There are severe dents and chips on the surface marring its original beauty, and exposure to the elements has eroded the very heart of its character and charm. My current "fix-up" project is to restore … Read more

It was a dry, windy day when I tilled my small vegetable garden plot. Upon completion of the tilling, I discovered that I was covered in dust. Even my eyeglass lenses were dust-covered. Looking at the world through dust-covered glasses, … Read more

During a recent visit with my son's family, I had occasion to attend a special activity at the elementary school where three of my grandchildren attend. While there, I met a sixth-grade teacher who had a wonderful rapport with her … Read more

Shopping for a birthday gift for my eleven-year-old grandson started me thinking about my own childhood. Back then we made fun out of simple things. I remember that when my cousins came to visit, we often played school. As we … Read more

From the vantage point of my sunroom, I have enjoyed watching the changing seasons. There are so many contrasting sights to be seen in the beauty of our Father's world, for example the pristine whiteness of winter, the lush greenness … Read more

"Inheritance" is a word that has come to mind often over the past few days while my grandchildren have been visiting. One day I discovered that I was mentally cataloguing the children's physical attributes as well as the natural talents … Read more

One morning recently, I awoke early, feeling sad. Where could I turn for wisdom and understanding? The previous day's events lay heavy on my heart. I had been in a situation where many opinions had been expressed. To say the … Read more

A few days ago, I reread the story of Zacchaeus' encounter with Jesus. Seeing (in my mind's eye) Zacchaeus perched on a tree limb brought back memories of my tomboy childhood. Most of the children in my neighbourhood were boys. … Read more

A few years ago, when my son's family was expecting their third child, I had an interesting conversation with my two granddaughters. We talked about what it would be like to have a new baby in the family. Then we … Read more