To the moms whose kids are grown…

“Older women … are to teach what is good, and so train the young women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled, pure, working at home, kind, and submissive to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be reviled.” (Titus 2:3-5, NIV) I feel it acutely. There’s my mom, of course. She is an … Continue reading To the moms whose kids are grown…

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The Wooden Chest

There’s a chest in the living room. It’s fairly small and a bit scratched and dented. On its top sits a beige table lamp and, sometimes, some coasters. Most visitors probably don't even notice it. But it has a special story. Years ago, in the early part of my mid-twenties, I became friends with a young man at … Continue reading The Wooden Chest

Praying for Mr. Right

I've been thinking about the singles lately. Maybe it’s because there have been several engagements and weddings in the church. Or maybe it’s because we prayed for all the single people during a Saturday night service a few weeks ago. About that… The pastor who was preaching that night said something along the lines of, “We need to pray that … Continue reading Praying for Mr. Right

What if blessings come through raindrops?

My husband and I had planned to go mountain biking this afternoon. But it was raining. Hard. We dropped our children off at my parents’ house anyway and tried to come up with an alternate plan. Nothing. And then, a stroke of pure brilliance. “Let’s go hiking. In the rain. We have waterproof jackets and … Continue reading What if blessings come through raindrops?

Stealing Kisses in the Woods – Why I’ve Decided to Start Dating Again

"Look!" my husband whispered. "There's a deer over there." We were on our favourite kind of date - a hike in the large expanse of protected forest that spans Ancaster and Dundas. The sun was setting, and the deer blended flawlessly with the golden-orange patches of sunlight that were scattered across the forest floor. We … Continue reading Stealing Kisses in the Woods – Why I’ve Decided to Start Dating Again