We enjoy a light lunch at home after church, and a game of chess. Two games actually. I protest that carrots have distracted me and kept me from concentrating adequately on the game: Maya asking for more, and Gerry chewing on them. I coerce him into a second game and lose that one too. Then
Yes, it’s beautiful here. I don’t know why we perceive white sands, palm trees, and teal water as especially serene, but we do. Little wonder . . . it is. But is it any more awe-inspiring than snow falling from the sky like feathers dancing? Or the dry, desert-like heat of summer where we live?
We are in Mexico. We are staying at a resort we have been to a few times in the past. It’s beautiful, and large, and it can be a challenge to find stillness even here. In the morning I sit on the beach, digging my toes in the sand, and offer prayer. In the afternoon
Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow After church, and a bowl of vegetable soup accompanied by a few rounds of Mastermind, we grab our cameras and Maya, and head out to see what we can see. Our destination is a pretty little spot on the
. . . for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content. Philippians 4:11 ESV After lunch, we three take our cameras and head to a favourite park. First stop is the butterfly garden. It is awash with colourful blossoms—the tall, old-fashioned, hollyhocks the most prominent among them. Gerry and I wander
It's just the most amazing thing to love a dog, isn't it? It makes our relationships with people seem as boring as a bowl of oatmeal. John Grogan, Marley and Me: Life and Love With the World's Worst Dog I’m taking Maya for a walk before bed. We’re walking up and down unfamiliar streets, then over,
Over the course of the millennia, all these multitudes of ancestors, generation upon generation, have come down to this moment in time—to give birth to you. There has never been, nor will ever be, another like you. You have been given a tremendous responsibility. You carry the hopes and dreams of all those who have