I was chatting with/texting my baby sister Amy this morning. We are doing a Bible study together. We have done “devos” on the You Version Bible App (highly recommend by the way)
If you’re a parent of anyone over three days old, you may as well know, you’ve scarred your kid. If you’re not a parent, you probably had a goldfish, and let’s
Let me long-story-short this because it really is a long story. I’m Canadian. I was born here but I was raised in central Africa, and I went to high school in Kenya
For the last year and a half, I have had the joy, privilege and frequent aggravation of being a chicken owner. It’s been a bit of a rollercoaster if I’m being
I guess it’s unusual for the first day of Lent to fall on Valentine’s day but here we are, and I only discovered it this morning. Show of hands, how
There was a time before we had kids. The memories of it are sketchy at best, but I have photos so I can prove I was there. And emerging from the foggy
Picture that day with me. It’s been nineteen or twenty years, so I have to squint the eye of my memory to see that far back. This kid had my heart from
So, here’s the problem with copying out scripture a book at a time. You bump into passages you’d rather avoid. I’m in the gospels. (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, the first four
I couldn’t believe my luck! After we bought our new house, but before we moved into it, we had the opportunity to go take another look at the place. The current owners
I speak from experience when I tell you that any lazy hack can grow a weed. But fruit? That takes work. Shortly before my 50th birthday last December I informed