Wikipedia says, “In 1902, Adelaide A. Pollard, a hymn writer, was hoping to go to Africa as a missionary but found herself unable to raise the needed funds to make the journey. Greatly discouraged, she attended a prayer service one evening and as she sat there, she overheard an elderly woman say [Read more…]
Archives for May 2015
I don’t know when the first manga came into our home. Who brought it home? Vicki? James? Raewyn? Where did it come from? The library? The store? [Read more…]
1. Do mice climb trees?
2. Do robins dance?
3. Do robins harass bluejays?
4. Does ice rot?
If you answered “Yes” to all of the above, then you are absolutely correct! [Read more…]
For decades I carried my birth certificate, social insurance number, and Alberta health care card in my wallet. I never had a problem with that, and I never misplaced them. [Read more…]
What makes the characters in one book seem so real, and in another, flat and uninteresting? There are many possible answers, but I’d like to focus on one aspect of character development… [Read more…]
It isn’t often we sing the same hymn twice in one Sunday, but we did today. One of my favourites, and one of the most beautiful hymns I know, it also has one of the saddest stories behind the writing of it.
Horatio Spofford lost everything in the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, and in an economic downturn in 1873. He and his family were to travel to Europe, but at the last minute he was delayed on business, and sent his wife and four little girls on ahead. [Read more…]
The land lay under an heavy pall of smoke today, from dozens of forest fires burning around the province. Smoke came in through the open windows of our home, making me wonder who had a wood fire going. We weren’t burning anything, and our nearest neighbour is half a mile away. [Read more…]
Last month our son Timothy graduated from Mount Carmel Bible College. It’s a small school with a family atmosphere. It wasn’t surprising, then, when a staff member who addressed the graduates gave a two-word description for each one. Some were obvious, like “Kim’s melody”, for everyone knew how she loved to sing, and would do so in meetings and ministry. But most of them were inside jokes that only the graduates and their own families knew. I waited, breathless, for what she’d say about our son. [Read more…]