We take a walk in my favourite park—the one where ghosts of boys playing baseball and girls wrapped in pink toddle in and out of a building that’s no longer there. Gerry’s been sick and to combat cabin fever we drive across town to the park rather than down the hill to church. Worship looks
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
We enjoy vegetable soup for lunch after church, and I lose another game of chess while we eat. I’m determined to crack the code of this game and beat my undefeated-in-this-house husband. I told Makiya that I’ll phone her with the celebratory news when I manage it. ”I won’t believe it’s you on the phone,”
This string of quiet days that have fallen gently, like precious pearls dropping silently on to clouds of fluffy cotton, is drawing to an end. We will spend a (not so quiet) morning at church singing, praying, listening, and worshipping. Today is the day of Epiphany, a celebration of the revelation to the Magi—gentiles—of the
We take a drive because the sun is shining, and it’s too bad that the mountains are in the way of the view, I think it every time. The colours of autumn are gone now, the season’s finery crisp beneath our feet, and messy. It’s stick season. I hold my camera on my lap, and
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
What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My Comforter, my All in All, Here in the love of Christ I stand. In Christ Alone, Stuart Townend & Keith Getty It starts with love. And a Creator who knew me before I was. It takes years before I grasp
The most precious gifts you can think of are not ends in themselves. They all lead to God. Ultimately, that is what all His gifts are for. John Piper I wake feeling fat. It’s not from the abundance of ice cream (though there is that too), but with moments and places and experiences with my
. . . 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
My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate. Thornton Wilder When we were on our LLF vacation, caramel sundaes became a thing for us. The craving for one is ignited by the sunshine so, after church and a light lunch, when we