The Canadian Chronicles

Before I begin, I love all of my sisters.  There is one though, with  whom I share a brain , and it is the eve of her departure.  I am a bit...

  Martha had a sister called Mary, who also sat at Jesus’ feet and heard His word. But Martha was distracted with much serving, and she appr...

July snuck by with only one blog post.  It's hard to sit at a computer and put together coherent thoughts if you don't first sit dow...

I wanted to cry when we left Cape Town.  Through all of my travels I don't think I ever felt this way leaving another destination.  What...

I have a new friend.  I'm naming him Bill Murray.  He is brown, furry and makes daily appearances outside my kitchen window.  He is a gr...

Three gray, cold, rainy days in a row and I'm beginning to wonder...."what was I thinking?".  I am here, against my better j...

No matter how neat, clean and organized I leave the farmhouse at the end of the summer, the first week back is spent doing those same things...