Jim Messmer

Hide and seek was one of my favourite childhood games. I was pretty good at it, the hiding part that is. Sometimes I was too good, for while I hid scrunched in some miserable position, like a sardine pressed between … Read more

In our area we have a special mailbox for receiving newspapers. It's similar to our regular mailbox, except that it has no door. It is fastened to the pole just below each regular mailbox. My neighbour's newspaper mailbox is broken. … Read more

When I was a little boy, I liked nothing better than to play in the dirt. I had been given several toy tractors, bulldozers, graders, and cranes, so I spent many hours moving the sand and soil of my backyard … Read more

Golf may well be, as Mark Twain described it, "a pleasant walk, spoiled". The last time I played, I was so pleased with myself, as my shot from the tee, on the ninth hole at Quail Meadows, appeared to land … Read more

Have you, like me, ever read these words and found yourself in every verse? Have you ever been the seed sown along the path, and let confusion or doubt about some detail of Christian doctrine rob you of joy and … Read more

Driving to work this morning, a woman motorist passed me on a quiet residential street. She barely made it back inside the right hand lane, to avoid being hit head on. Off she sped, quickly out of sight, until I … Read more

Where John's Revelation describes only those who are rescued eternally with Christ's blood, a different cross-section of humanity was represented in those recently fallen towers: man, woman, white, black, Christian, Jew, Muslim, Buddhist, CEO and janitor. Therefore, this crime, or … Read more

One recent evening, just before sunset, dark clouds started moving in fast. In just a few minutes, the whole sky had changed from blue to black. Then, all of a sudden, the lightning started, first a few rolling flashes that … Read more