Unless the Lord Builds the House

Unless the Lord Builds the House

Building castles in the sand was a favourite seaside activity for my young family. With buckets and shovels, we spent many pleasurable hours sculpting elaborate castles, complete with towers and moats. The best castle-making sand was usually below the tide line so if...
On the Wings of the Wind

On the Wings of the Wind

When my cracked living room window was replaced last fall, I hardly expected it to impact my inner life. But it has, because now I have a window I can open to warm summer breezes, sounds of bird song and scents of fresh mown grass and lilacs. A shy mourning dove has...
Store Up For Yourselves

Store Up For Yourselves

Like weather-worn sentinels, a few old grain elevators still stand tall on the prairie horizon. They are symbolic of a slowly dwindling agrarian way of life when family farms passed from generation to generation. The modern metal elevators replacing them look cold and...
The Father Heart of God

The Father Heart of God

I have a favorite memory of my father which still comforts me since his death over forty years ago. After a Sunday family dinner with my grandmother when I was a little girl, I would sometimes fall asleep in the back seat of the car on the drive home. I would wake up...
Moses’ Mother

Moses’ Mother

After my son was born I was feeling tired and disheartened. He was a fussy baby, often awake at night and hard to feed. One day as I sat nursing him for the umpteenth time, I heard a radio program about the life of Moses, the great biblical patriarch. The speaker...