The God of surprises
Since mid-November when my landlady told me she'd sold the condo in which I was living, I’ve been looking without success for a new place to live. A week ago…
When you feel the wind
Each summer in Prince Edward Island, I pause on the dirt road and watch the gulls on the grassy field. I pull my jacket tighter around me against the wind,…
Looking down to look up: the gift of Lent
Sometimes you can only look down. But even that can help you see up. On Wednesday, someone will smile into my eyes as they touch the cross-shaped ash onto my…