April 18, 2017

When we were in Vancouver, our Grandson Chris took us for a walk along Vancouver’s English Bay, to watch the sunset. Even though it was cold, the walkway along the ocean was busy with people soaking in the sun’s last rays. “Look,” Chris said, “they’ve been balancing rocks.” He hopped over the sea wall to…

April 14, 2017

  Above the front door of our home hangs a simple plaque, a wedding gift from friends. At the time of our wedding, I hardly knew these people, but Tom did. They are ‘sort of’ family – cousins of a cousin. They travelled all the way from Massachusetts to our wedding celebration. Although they are…

April 7, 2017

In Peterborough this morning, we woke to blowing snow, the ground once again wrapped in its wintry blanket. My mind went to my daughter and granddaughter on the highway to York University in Toronto, to her last hockey games of the season. I am grateful they have snow tires on the car and Connie has…

March 13, 2017

Last fall when we were booking these flights, it seemed reasonable to find the cheapest. Travel is expensive and we’ve done a lot of it in the last seven months. We set up a flight to Vancouver that stopped in Edmonton. For the difference in dollars it sounded like a great idea. In actuality it…

March 3, 2017

In the gospel lesson this week, John tells us the story of Jesus clearing the temple in Jerusalem. The cheating has been happening for years. Jesus has seen it before. On this day, Jesus said, “Stop turning my father’s house into a market!” In today’s words, he’s saying: “Enough is enough! This has to stop….

March 3, 2017

I believe it is good to read something that feeds your soul, more than once. This morning I picked up my copy of the Millbrook Times and reread my Today’s Faith article from February. I looked out the window and snow was falling. I smiled. I felt God asking me to post this article even…

March 3, 2017

When I sat down to write this article, my eyes were drawn to the front window. I looked through a sprightly bouquet of tulips and iris, flowers brought by friends. “A touch of spring,” she said when she handed them to me last week. Past the tulips, I saw the leaden winter sky setting free…

February 25, 2017

We arrived at our precious home at 9:30 last night. The blessing of family and friends greeted us as we walked in the doors. Bev had cleaned our house and left spring tulips on the table as well as milk in the fridge. Daughter Connie had also been by with a few groceries to make…

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