Category: Devotional

When I was younger I became involved in martial arts, so that I could get in shape and handle myself in a threatening situation. But when I fought in the ring I had to win, and win convincingly; I was … Read more

I had just caught the tail end of a book review speaking about the importance of using heirlooms rather than keeping them tucked away. Better they be used, seen, touched, and appreciated, even at risk of breaking something, than to … Read more

In June 1986, my husband and I lost our jobs on the same day. A few weeks later, a Christian girlfriend took me to a weekend retreat in Mission, British Columbia, Canada. There, on a hill overlooking the Fraser Valley, … Read more

One aspect of my job includes travelling to various places around the United States. I do not mind going someplace to do my job, but the one thing that I do not enjoy is the actual flying to the destination. … Read more

It's a rare December that passes without the news of the death of a family friend or member. The news is received either in a Christmas card, by phone, and now even by e-mail. Throughout my life I've experienced the … Read more

A few weeks ago, I was introduced to the idea of a written Prayer Binder from a chapter in Carole Mayhall's new book, Come Walk With Me. Lately, my prayer life had felt stale and stilted so my field was … Read more

At some of the work places I have been in, there have been coffee-pots so that we could drink coffee if we wanted to. One thing I hated was the few people who always left just a drop left in … Read more

I was on the road for my fiftieth birthday, and upon my arrival home, it was evident someone had gone to a lot of trouble to mark my milestone. Fifty little paper flower people danced in the breeze from my … Read more

A man was sleeping at night in his cabin when suddenly his room filled with light and the Saviour appeared. The Lord told the man he had work for him to do, and showed him a large rock in front … Read more

When I was younger I was so afraid of failing at something. When I used to go to karate tournaments, my nerves were just shot because I was so worried about failing. Failing was not an option that I enjoyed … Read more