“The Kingdom of God first!” How am I to reach that blessed life? The answer is: Read more…

I will not have much to say. My older and only brother had massive heart surgery yesterday. No warning or symptoms, just a sudden onset of trouble. Read more…

I still like winter. The beauty of the fresh-fallen snow refreshes the soul. Bundling up to go out to shovel, walk or play still feels like fun.

This morning we awoke to this scene, another big storm stretching from the Atlantic states through Ontario, Quebec and the Maritime provinces. True, such a storm wreaks havoc on the modern industrial/commercial world, and unnecessary travel presents true danger that should certainly be avoided.

Our home, however, shelters us from the storm. We see it, hear it, watch it, but the walls and roof and furnace defeat the ill-effects of the storm.

I sense a parable in this storm. Read more…

When I visited Ollantaytambo in Peru in 2008 the guide showed us the “tired stones”. These large slabs came from a quarry on a mountain, across a river and part way up the very long ramp to the city. For unknown reasons these stones never made their way to the top for use in the building project. Now they serve as a point of comedy.

Alas, some people say “Yes” to Jesus and for many reasons they never finish the climb. They lay strewn about as “tired stoppers”. Read more…

When I did crisis counselling in the elementary school I went to the staff Christmas party. I came home with an angel. (Of course I went with one, too, for so is my wife to me!)

It had feathers and delightful colouring. If a person claps loudly lights turn on in both the wings and the waterfall. Or touching the waterfall creates the same response.

I am not much for decorations, but this particular one touches a soft spot inside me. Read more…