There's an old folk song called "The Wayfaring Stranger". Most people assume it's an Appalachian song, a Melungeon ballad, or an old African-American spiritual. There's even some speculation that it was first sung in Britain and brought over to North … Read more

It was almost four years ago that I began something brand new to me: writing devotionals. Let me explain how that came about. For a number of years now, I have been the "cat herder" for a group of my classmates from Multnomah School of … Read more

One time when I was working in the Middle East, on my way back from Muscat to the camp where we lived and worked, I picked up six young Omani boys and gave them a ride in the back of my Land Rover. They sat in the back, three on each side, … Read more

During my granddaughter Roneish's visit to Canada from the United Kingdom, she went on a solo exploration — a sightseeing tour of Toronto, Ontario. She took herself up the CN Tower, the tallest freestanding structure in the western … Read more

I sometimes think I'm directionally challenged. I've been known to get lost in small towns, eventually discovering my destination, but having travelled several extra kilometres. Unlike me, my husband, Hugh, has a remarkable sense of direction. He tells me that … Read more

When the children were young, I used to love going camping. They enjoyed it so much. The freedom to run and play was exhilarating — for them, as well as for us, the parents who were watching close by. Often, … Read more