Holding our Breath The other day I was having coffee with a good friend and mentor, and she told me that lately she feels like she is constantly absorbing more: people’s struggles, their asks, and the steady stream of things to do. She’s realised that what...

I remember one of my favorite things to say to my three older children when they were growing up was: "Be nice." Sometimes it felt nearly impossible to get through a day without a major crisis unfolding between two or all three of them. The oldest...

From Gentle Streams to Roaring Seas I once overheard a friend of mine say something so moving to her daughter while on a walk with my own daughter and me. We were all standing among the lush vegetation of a secret green hollow in our neighbourhood...

Recently, my husband tried to purchase a couple of groceries using cash as he had left his wallet containing his bank card at home. Unfortunately, the store owner would not accept one of his notes because it had an ink stain on it, which apparently...

A poem about the grace of communion:   Come, sit at the table, my friend I have something to tell you I know you're weary and need rest I know all that you've been through. On the table is some special bread And some very special wine It's not the type you can...

The Testimonies We Don’t Always Tell Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails. Proverbs 19:21 NIV We love stories that end in joy. The kind where the waiting is rewarded, the prayer is answered, and the promise is fulfilled. We celebrate...

Some scriptures require a bigger ‘meditation’ response than others. The beatitudes are so countercultural that I have to let them sit in my mind, steeping, in order to receive and believe them. ‘Blessed are the merciful.’ In our urban, digital, cancel-culture, social keyboard warrior society,...

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