On my Christmas tree, high above where chubby toddler fingers can reach, hang three ornaments side by side. A pair of baby slippers, a ceramic work boot, and a ball with the name “Jon” inscribed on it. Three symbols of a life well lived but cut short. My heart was heavy as I adorned the tree, yet … [Read more...] about The Price of Love – It’s Worth It
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Reservations
What if I told you you could have an all-expenses paid stay at the most luxurious cottage in your immediate area? What if after a preliminary stay where you learned how to care for this home, you would not only get to keep the cottage but also the surrounding land? What if you found out your … [Read more...] about Reservations
We Are Resurrection Gardeners
Now Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot. They asked her, ‘Woman, why are you crying?’ ‘They have taken my Lord away,’ she said, ‘and I don’t know … [Read more...] about We Are Resurrection Gardeners
Imperishable
Where I live, we’ve all been told to stock up on food in the face of COVID-19. Before my workplace shut down, I joined the herd at the grocery store, trying to find food on the shelves that was imperishable. Food that lasts and does not spoil. I settled on spiced tuna and Kraft dinner. Don’t judge … [Read more...] about Imperishable
The Cross and Your Shame
It was a Friday morning and my mom had just offered to take the kids to the park so I could have a few hours to myself. “Yes please!” was my response. It had been a trying week of mothering. Every meal had been a flop, I was snapping at the kids, I wasn’t finding time for exercise. My … [Read more...] about The Cross and Your Shame
Unforced Rhythms of Grace
When I was a little girl my favourite Christmas decoration belonged to my grandmother. It was a Merry Christmas sign that hung in her kitchen window. The letters were studded with mini lights that flashed and changed colours. I would sit at her table while she mashed the squash and buttered the … [Read more...] about Unforced Rhythms of Grace
