As a mother of four, I sometimes need to get creative about carving out time for myself. I admit to hiding my latest book, my iPad, even homework, in the bathroom, then feigning an attack of indigestion all in an effort to have ten minutes of silence. However, any mother of young children knows that…Read more »
An Anthem for the Messed
I drop my boys off at school, and leave my daughter with a dear friend who has offered to take Skye for the day so I can tackle the mountains of work that await me. As I drive home, I expect to feel euphoric; in this decade of baby-making and child raising, I have rarely been alone in…Read more »
Sins of the Fathers
Sins of the Fathers[1] The rays of Easter sunrise still shine through the outstretched arms of invitation. The light still shines in the darkness, and the darkness can not extinguish it. Yet this week, the cold fingers of darkness still sent a shiver. Innocence silenced, as fuel, devoured in fires of consumption. I read the…Read more »
A People of Hope
I woke up this morning with a song in my heart. We are a resurrection people. A people of hope. The world uses the word hope in such an anemic way, it is little more than a spineless wish. This is not our hope. Our hope is solid, firm, unchanging; built upon The Rock. Hope:…Read more »
Washing Feet
This Passover Thursday, I washed feet. Having heard the story of Jesus washing his disciples’ feet as a young child, I knew I was to be the servant of all. Willing to kneel to the mundane for my fellow man. Head learning comes fairly easily for me; heart learning comes a whole lot harder. I…Read more »
Love it – Books!
I love to read. I love books!!! The feel of a book in my hands. The smell as the pages turn for the first time. The anticipation of what awaits me in the printed words. The knowledge that by reading I will go places, dream dreams, meet people across time and space; I will laugh, cry, learn,…Read more »
Something’s Rotten in the State of . . .
I am not a supermom and never have been. For the most part, I’ve resigned myself to the fact I never will be. But every now and then the possibility dangles itself in front of me, and thinking it may be within my grasp, I lunge for it. Never gracefully. As a former teacher, I…Read more »
Delighted by Grace
Grace (Charis) – That which affords joy, pleasure, delight, sweetness, charm, loveliness Goodwill, loving-kindness, favour Thanks (for benefits, services, favours), recompense, reward What delights you? You know, those unexpected joys, sweet surprises, those pearls of great value often hidden in fields of dirt. That is Grace. Undeserved favour. Flashes of beauty that shine through…Read more »
Spring Break?
Before beginning the story, I would like to point out that prior to the experience I am about to recount, I had been home alone with my sick children for seven (7) days. The only time in those seven days we had left the house was to get groceries, and anyone who has gone grocery…Read more »
Gold Medal Game
My older sister, Eleanor, loves hockey. Love becomes passion when Team Canada is playing, and when they are playing against the Americans, well, let’s just say, it goes to a whole new level. Imagine her delight during the recent Olympic Games in Sochi, when she was able to experience Canada vs. USA in both men’s and…Read more »