We’re packed and ready. It’s been snowing all day.This afternoon, I looked out the window, smiled and tucked t-shirts and capri pants into my suitcase. By Tuesday night, we will be enjoying South Africa’s 30 degree Celsius weather. This must be how our Canadian snowbirds feel. As Tom says, “when we go South in the…
This morning, I read we are called to be Christs in the world, not Christian. (Madeline L’Engle). Today Madeline’s words spoke to me like thunder and lightning in the darkness of the night. Too often, I hear about “Christians” speaking words of hate and taking actions that are violent, disrespectful, harmful, destructive of other human…
The manuscript for the sequel to Fireweed is finished. Hallelujah and yet it’s rather sad. I do so love the first writing. Last night, Tom and I finished the first go through. We’ve been on a marathon this week, to finish that much before we leave for South Africa. The next step is a title….
Last week, I spent time with Psalm 15. It inspired the following . Hospitality God welcomes all, All people, all faiths, all races. We build the barriers Around our hearts. We wall God in. We slam the door. We turn away. God waits. Our loving, forgiving God waits, Hoping, guiding. It’s only one step. Just…
Tom and I are involved in KIVA as a way of sharing our many blessings. You may not know about KIVA as a charitable organization that makes microloans to people in developing countries. Here is the web address https://www.kiva.org/about to find information about it. We have loaned $25 to Isata, a woman who has a…
This week we get to watch our wonderful granddaughter play four games of hockey. Over the years, Tom and I have taken great pleasure in watching a succession of grandchildren play hockey. I continue to be amazed as the kids respond immediately to the command of their coach and skate off the ice when he…
Today we received the annual report from World Vision for our beautiful foster child Layslla. In her picture we see a sweet young girl with a long ponytail. She looks much like any young girl here in Canada. Our Layslla is growing up. The letter tells us about the things she has learned because of…