Whenever I feast on the wonder of a starlit sky, as daytime's sunset pulls down her blind and whispers goodnight, I cannot help but believe in God's handiwork. And though my eyesight has faded over time, and brilliant colours have lost … Read more

I have lived in Canada for fifty years, and I still don't enjoy winter. It seems like a waste of time to me because I don't like going outside. I find snow not just dangerous but boring. There it is, every day for months — dismal and … Read more

It was a sunny morning in early July when my husband, who hadn't been sick, suddenly dropped dead in the middle of a golf game. He was surrounded by friends, and it was his turn to hit, when he fell out of the cart on the third hole, … Read more

"Come and see! Come and see!" pleads the child as he tugs on your sleeve. You see the floor where he's pointing; it's a clutter of scattered Lego®. You keep looking because he insists. Finally, you see it. Why, there's an entire Lego® … Read more

When reading the psalms in the middle of the Bible, have you noticed that the word Selah is positioned in various places? Speculations abound as to what this undefined word means. It mostly populates the Book of Psalms, where this … Read more

One of God's greatest gifts to us is the gift of music and songs. Here are some quotes about the power of music: "Where words fail, music speaks." – Hans Christian Andersen "Music acts like a magic key, to which the most tightly … Read more

My husband works for himself doing renovations. He loves his work as it gives him great pleasure to see the happy faces of the people whose homes he works in. He also has an amazing ability to speak Jesus into their lives. Sometimes, it is … Read more

As a teenager growing up in the late 1970s and early 1980s, I became a huge sports fan. I learned to play golf at a time when Tom Watson was the big-name player on the PGA Tour. This year, at … Read more

It is not unusual to hear a troubadour on the street playing and singing for the people passing by. Even from a distance away, amid the traffic, one can hear the melody of the guitar and the voice of the … Read more

"Son, why didn't you sing today?" Mama asked. "You love singing carols." She was right. I knew them by heart, having listened to her Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, and Nat King Cole Christmas albums over and over again. There are … Read more

This past summer I drove several hours south along the coast to meet with my in-laws in celebration of my father-in-law's birthday. It would also have been my late husband's birthday, and as I drove along the beautiful Big Sur … Read more

It was an ordinary day. I sat at my desk doing those things that all pastors do, checking reports, writing reports, making phone calls and receiving calls. The phone rang, and at the other end was the voice of a … Read more