My dad was a talented woodworker and carpenter, doing many renovations in our home and even building a rowboat. I took a woodworking class in high school, and although I was not skillful, I did gain an appreciation for the beauty of wood. … Read more
Sometimes, a card or email can say it all. "You are my favourite teacher." "Do you put baby oil on your head to make it shine?" "You have taught me so much." "I was scared of you in the sixth grade, but now you are my favourite teacher." … Read more
A few weeks ago, Judy, who has wintered in my recreational vehicle (RV) park for many years, came up to me after a meeting with a letter in her hand. It was a Christmas letter that she had received, and below the typed text was a … Read more
Not long ago, while my granddaughter and I were shopping, Ade excitedly pointed out the seed displays. From the time that she was old enough to walk, she had always helped me to plant the vegetable seeds in our gardens and greenhouse. … Read more
Last month, my husband Terry and I volunteered at a YWAM (Youth With a Mission) base near Tijuana, Mexico. One of our main responsibilities was called "hospitality". This included cleaning up the dining room after a meal, cleaning and … Read more
Recently, a post on social media caught my eye. The picture was of a bunch of groceries and doodads in shopping bags. Above the picture were the words, "Grief Groceries". The story was about a woman who had lost her loved one. A friend … Read more
One of my windows faced the main street, and I could see the foot traffic that passed by. Parents waited with their children for the school bus, and apartment residents waited for a taxi, Uber, or the city bus. A very thin young man with … Read more
A PresbyCan devotional that I recently wrote focused on the beauty of words and language as a vehicle for praising God. As regular PresbyCan readers know, each day's devotional includes a hymn of the … Read more
"Come, look at this," my wife said. Gardening is in my blood. I suppose that I inherited it from my two grandfathers who farmed. When spring comes, I want to plunge my fingers and hands into the dirt and plant vegetables and flowers. … Read more
I'm still reading the Peanuts cartoons, even though no newspaper has carried them since Charles Schulz died in February, 2000. I am especially still learning from … Lucy. Yes, Lucy! One … Read more