Where to Find Hope in Life’s Changing Seasons
Well, friends, here we are at the changing of the seasons once again. In Nova Scotia, piles of snow double my height in a nearby parking lot have shrunk to…
Well, friends, here we are at the changing of the seasons once again. In Nova Scotia, piles of snow double my height in a nearby parking lot have shrunk to…
Last Friday, just as the sun was rising, I walked along the Vancouver seawall, praying my grief over leaving and my gratitude for the richness of these past sixteen years.…
I walked to church yesterday with tears welling, as happens on the third or fourth Sunday of April each year. Thousands of runners of all ages and degrees of fitness…