Precious Moments Become Precious Memories
I know I’ve often written about trips down memory lane! Perhaps it’s because memories are built into all of us. They help define who we are, where we’ve journeyed over the years, who we’ve met, and what we’ve attained. To lure me into thinking further on this subject, a recent memory post by Facebook on my page took me back to 2012 when I did a 17-day book tour/speaking engagement on the East Coast (A detailed post of that trip can be found in my September, 2012 blog...
Read MoreThe Toxic Gossip Train
I had lunch at the home of a new friend the other day— I say a new friend because that’s the best way to describe our friendship. We met just a few years ago and when a text is sent or a phone call is made, we put plans into motion to be together. We have much in common: our age, our interest in studying the Bible, our efforts in maintaining a healthy body and mind, and the value of connecting and staying connected with family. We simply enjoy being with one another! As our afternoon...
Read MoreFriends and Friendship, and the Greenhouse
Please indulge me for a moment with two thoughts centred around friends and friendship, and gardening. Thought # 1 In 1982 Jerry and Mary White, a godly couple who love the Bible and all that it represents wrote and published a book entitled, Friends and Friendship: The Secrets of Drawing Closer. Through 1986 to 2005, Jerry was International President of The Navigators in Colorado Springs, CO whose mission is, To know Christ, make Him known, and help others do the same. During my time...
Read MoreOur Daily Day
In a recent conversation with some friends, I listened to a lady share how time seems to be moving too quickly. We understood her to mean years, but she extended her comment to include her waking hours, and we all nodded in understanding. Another lady pointed out that all too often her day seems to go by so quickly that before she knows it, it’s over and she’s accomplished very little. Still another remarked that as long as she keeps busy, she doesn’t mind when the day comes to an end;...
Read MoreThe Tree that Wasn’t a Tree
Do you remember your first Christmas tree? You know, the one where Santa would leave that special something you whispered about when you sat on his knee. I wish I could say I do. There is no doubt that we had Christmas trees throughout my childhood, and they likely stood in front of the living room window, looking out onto Ossington Avenue in Toronto. But sadly, I have no recollection of what they looked like. I do have a picture of me with my ‘walking doll’ that Santa left for me when I...
Read MoreA Shot of Joy, A Shot of Laughter
Memories Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind. Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine. Quiet thoughts come floating down. And settle softly to the ground. Like golden autumn leaves around my feet. I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories. Sweet memories. In these days of frustration and confusion—to take or not to take the shot— we must make time for a different kind of shot: a shot of joy, a shot of laughter. Wouldn’t you agree? A few weeks ago I...
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