I take my boys downtown for a walk through the public gardens. My 4 year old is slowly trailing along behind the stroller. “Mommy!” I hear him yell, “Come look!” I turn around and let my gaze follow in the direction of his finger. “Those are just for you!” He says, pointing to a row… Continue reading A bundle of lupines
It’s a Thursday morning and I’m getting the boys ready for a trip to our city’s waterfront. My 4 year old wants to look at the boats, play on the playground, take a ride on the ferry. It’s June and sunny, but the air is cool. I zip zippers, snap buttons, velcro shoes. Toss the… Continue reading Band aids and a lesson in love
“Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.” (Proverbs 14:4) Years ago when my husband and I were just newlyweds, a family we had recently met invited us over for dinner. I walk into the kitchen to see pumpkin soup simmering on the stove – the shell… Continue reading Pumpkin soup and laundry heaps
It was one of those days. You know the kind. You wake up to yet another day home with the kids. The weather’s sunny and warm, meaning you’ll all want to be outside but you wonder if you have the energy to carry yourself and the kids through the day. I decide to pack us… Continue reading Headaches, lilacs, and carrying on
Through my teenage years I read my Bible with great conviction but even greater guilt. Did I read for long enough? was the constant thought running through my mind as I lay in bed at night, eyes drooping, the light from the clip lamp on my headboard shining on the NLT that lay open on… Continue reading Whatcha reading?
I remember a day 3 years ago when I had just dropped my 15 month old son off at daycare and returned home to prepare for my afternoon of teaching in my Grade 2 classroom. The next hour of my day was more precious than gold to me. It was squeezed in-between the busyness of… Continue reading Even moms need water wings sometimes
“How are you doing over there, Andrea?” A friend of my parents turns to me and asks. We are seated at a long table in a restaurant, surrounded by my parents and a handful of their friends. We’ve just come from a Good Friday service. I smile and respond that I’m doing well. “I’m just… Continue reading “You don’t have to wait for the End. I am, right now, Resurrection and Life.”