Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash When I was in Grade 10 I gave an oral presentation on Mother Teresa. While my classmates gave speeches about how they were going to be the next Wayne Gretzky, or why sleeping with multiple partners before marriage is a good idea (yes this was an actual thesis statement),… Continue reading Grade 10 speeches and moving mountains
Dear readers: I haven’t been posting on here very often, which you may or may not have noticed. But I have been busy writing. I feel things are changing for me, a transformation I can’t exactly explain or put my finger on. For the past year I’ve had it in my mind that I’d love… Continue reading Dear readers, do you have a minute?
I can remember summers gone by based on their playlist. There was the summer of Spiceworld, when every pre-teen girl knew her Spice Girl nickname (and which one she secretly wished she could be). Then there was the summer before Grade 6 when my friends and I made up a music video to Sometimes by Britney Spears, practicing… Continue reading Summer, music, years gone by
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
“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.”
We are more than a week into spring where I live. Yet the ground is still frozen, trees and bushes are covered in snow, car bumpers are lined with icicles, the wind blows strong and cold. It’s been 3 weeks since the young man at our church passed away suddenly. I found myself on my… Continue reading This is close