LOOKING FOR SURPRISES After years of witnessing God in action it no longer surprises me when I see Him in the details, neither has it become commonplace for me. Every time it happens my heart soars and often, like my mother before me, I burst out singing the Doxology. “Praise God from whom all blessings …
Take A Closer Look It was one of the most stressful times in my life, not one I would ever want to repeat. My stomach was twisted in knots and I broke out in an angry red rash. I tried hard not to touch my neck, the rawest most inflamed. It itched like mad so …
He still calms storms I received a message from a friend. “Do you know the song ‘Rock Little Boat’? I would like to sing it for church this Sabbath, could you play it?” Did I know it?! I was instantly taken back to age four. I can still picture the black tape recorder… I could hear …
He Heard Me Crying Emotions frozen, fear pinning me to the ground. I stumble through the day while tears ebb and flow like tides on a restless sea. My mother’s heart wants to jump in, wants to stop the nightmare, wants to save her from herself. The temptation of images of all sorts of horrors …
Under the Radar I braced myself as we prepared to land on a small gravel runway. I was nineteen, in the Canadian arctic, beyond civilization, in a land inhabited by grizzly bears. The plan was that my eighteen-year-old pilot friend would return with his mother and then we would hike to the edge of the …
Wasps On A War Path The wedding celebration was ready to begin. We scanned the seating arrangements and found our assigned table. I was delighted to find that my chair was beside two little girls ages two and four. It was more than I could resist, I reached out and brushed the cheek of the …
Bandaged Babies It was a cold winter day. The plastic windows snapped in the wind and the fire in the woodstove crackled and popped. It was too cold to play anywhere but by the fire. An upturned block of firewood stood by the woodstove where my dad had sat warming himself after a cold day of …
It Can’t Always Be Pancakes and Pastries “Mom, do we have to have oatmeal porridge again?” If I had had my way I would have eaten pancakes and pastries every morning and skipped porridge all together! I moaned and complained but Mom never gave in. Unless it was the weekend, porridge it was. Mom knew …
Just Like Daddy Although my sister and I were very much “little girls” who played with dolls and pretended to cook, we also adored our Daddy and wanted to be like him. It made no difference to Dad that we were girls. On special occasions, he took us to work. We were taught to shift …
Peace In The Sky I was tired. I was feeling frayed at all ends when my husband announced he was going for a walk at the airport. Having just rallied after a conversation with God and a good cry, I jumped at the idea. I turned off my phone and left stacks of paperwork on …