The Dance

Life is a swirling dance of sorrow and joy, suffering and grace. And in the middle of the waltz, brief moments where the music stops. And for those few minutes, rest. I know He's twirling this achingly beautiful symphony into something breathtaking. Somehow. Someday. Yet, I'm grateful for brief moments to catch my breath. To … Continue reading The Dance

Sparkles of Hope

The snow falls, a shower of glitter against golden sunrays that have pushed through dark clouds. My children and I stare out the window, breathless with wonder. "It's like a snow globe!" one of them exclaims.  For a moment, I can almost imagine that my world is small and sparkly and encased in glass. A … Continue reading Sparkles of Hope

Words

She doesn't want to do her creative writing assignment. "It's too hard!" she says. "I don't want to go for a walk and write down what I see and hear and feel." "Come walking with me?" I offer. "We can do it together." We find ourselves crunching along a trail on a sunny Thursday morning. … Continue reading Words

Sanctuary

One of my favourite places to go birdwatching is a park nestled among steel mills and scrapyards. Nearby, the highway roars past, often carrying bumper-to-bumper traffic. This is the grittiest part of the city, with air that hangs heavy with the stench of pollution. In previous years, the creek running through this park made the … Continue reading Sanctuary

Slowing Down

Perhaps it's strange to sit on my bedroom balcony listening to the sounds of the city at night. My husband likes to avoid the noise. I, on the other hand, find it oddly soothing. Someone, somewhere, is having a party, and the sound of laughter intermingles with traffic and the occasional siren. There are fireworks … Continue reading Slowing Down