God hears our prayers and dries our tears. Even though we sit in darkness we can gaze on the Bright and Morning Star to give us hope.
God hears our prayers and dries our tears. Even though we sit in darkness we can gaze on the Bright and Morning Star to give us hope.
Life robs us of our joy; and sometimes that void is especially apparent at Christmas. What do you do?
Christmas time passed with all its business. The New Year celebrations faded into a shadow. Time to get back into harness as the saying goes. After being away for a few weeks from the Housing Support Centre, called “The Haven,” where I work part time, I noticed on...
Please bear with me, as it is a bit longer than usual. It is a tribute to my precious mom, who passed away Dec. 27, 2020; but even more, it is a tribute to our wonderful God… The word “funeral” doesn’t stir up any warm fuzzies in anyone. Quite the opposite, actually!...
My wife asked me an interesting question today. She asked, "What was your favourite Christmas season ever?"I had to think. But not for very long. As soon as my mind went back to my childhood, I knew the answer: The Christmases I spent at home with my mom would forever...
Through this series so far, we have looked at the child-like perspective on many areas in life -- from war to having fun with family and everything in between -- all through my memories of my youth. This is one significant part of life, however, that children are not...
My older brother and I shared a common bit of philosophy. We agreed that any years granted us beyond a certain given age would simply be icing on the cake, and death at any point thereafter should not be viewed as a great tragedy. We felt that our life up to that...