I had a conversation yesterday that blessed me immensely and I hope it blesses you. It includes two boys whom I will call Adam (8) and Matt (6). Me: Good morning Boys: Good morning Adam: I like your dress. It's pretty. Me: (looking down at my dress, laughing because everyone says that about this yellow … Continue reading He Said
I really don't know much about her. I know that she wore a purple hoody and blue jeans. I know that the majority of her hair was not the colour of the roots, so she must not be too fond of her hair's original colour. I know that she is a mother for her curly-headed … Continue reading On Knowing: Part Two
There was something heady about roaming rows of tomes full of ancient legislature--red-bound books that boasted debates from the House of Commons and forest green, gilt-bound ones that contained government discussions of Canada, even before it was a nation. The shelves held, too, pamphlets of official reports to this or that Member of Parliament standing … Continue reading On Knowing: Part One
How Job, Dorthy Sayers, Jeremiah, and I are all but fragments of One.
God spoke oceans, lady slippers, galaxies, amoebas, and platypuses into existence with simple generalized words. “Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place.” “Let the earth bring forth grass.” “Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven.” “Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life.” … Continue reading Dusty Hands
"If we are not willing to question our own belief, then we are not ready to question someone else's." --Y. M. L.
Our conversations were many and varied that afternoon, and yet I see in them the indelible fingerprint of the Spirit of One Who Gave His promised Son. We are told to relax on the couch amongst the floral pillows, while our hosts bring us the leftover sweets from breakfast to tide us over until the … Continue reading My Eid in a City of Pride: Part 2