is your soul hungry?
After several May days of blazing heat and humidity, today is nicely warm and fresh. I love this type of day. And today I’m feeling a little nostalgic… You see, my previous home has a screened-in deck at the back of the house. The view includes fields and a...
hope nonetheless
Recently, I was asked to share a reflection for a team meeting in my workplace. I was at a bit of a loss for what to focus on so at dinner I asked my three children what they thought I should talk about.
My eldest daughter, Clara, is home right now doing her first year of Carleton University online. She is studying Global Politics with a focus on human rights. In the midst of a pandemic she sits alone in her room reading day after day. Copious amounts…
morning song of the mourning dove
As I lay in bed this morning, I heard fluttering. Then the soft, haunting coos of a mourning dove. Last year two mourning doves sometimes perched on one of my windowsills. Their soft murmuring song fluttered around my home. A new nest was built high in the tree...
in a wheelchair and bound by hope
For someone who loved to chat with everyone he met, his vocabulary now consisted of only a few words and phrases. Yet, whenever I went to visit him his eyes would shine, he would smile and say, “I will”…
silent night, holy night
Adrianna closed her tired eyes. “Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright.” The carol whished around her. By the end of the second verse the beauty of the music settled on her weary shoulders. “Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love’s pure light.”...