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Some of my earliest memories are of visiting Doctor Wilson's surgery in Springburn, Glasgow, where I grew up. The outside window had a plain sign depicting the surgery hours, with two tall glass bottles (one red, the other blue) at … Read more
After a night of heavy rain, I started out on my morning walk. Though busy dodging squirmy earthworms, I spotted a small tree clinging to life on the edge of a culvert. The rain had left its root system totally … Read more
When it rains, it pours. Here in Newfoundland, it does that very well. Just last week, we were inundated. As I watched with some trepidation, the small stream behind my house, which in the summer slows to barely more than … Read more
Many years ago, when I was a preacher in Scotland, two young women appeared at the manse door on a stormy winter's night. Both were slightly inebriated and had come to make a special request. One of them was a … Read more
Years ago as a teenager, I was at a Bible camp in the Rocky Mountains. It was beautiful there. We hiked to a nearby cave; we walked along a crystal-clear, green lake; we were exhilarated by the clouds coming down … Read more
Anyone who knows me is very much aware that I have no sense of direction. If I go into a department store, I must very carefully note the items for sale at the entrance, and mark all the ongoing twists … Read more
I am amazed and humbled by the genuine patience of the editors of the PCCWeb Daily devotionals. Many times have the editors had to cope with my errors, lack of knowledge, or misunderstanding in submitting my writings. No doubt others … Read more