Wrestling with Shifting Faith in a Restless World
When my eldest nephew was about 18 months old, we began to introduce him to the playhouse/treehouse my father — his grandpa — had built here. As I toddled along with Cubbie, his chubby hands gripping my fingers and his diapered butt keeping his steps to a waddle, I pointed to the playhouse on top…
“Compassion is not only relevant to those who are blameless victims, but also to those whose suffering stems from failures, personal weakness, or bad decisions. You know, the kind you and I make every day.” – Kristin Neff, Self-Compassion: Stop Beating Yourself Up and Leave Insecurity Behind I’m sitting on the Embarcadero, San Francisco, watching…
I have my dad’s smile. It was a common refrain for me to hear growing up: “You look so much like your dad!” And it’s true. I have his eyes, his hair (all on my head, thank goodness; he can keep the beard), his bone structure and body type, and even his sinuses (ask both…
My dearest Cubbie, Dodger, & Rex, Today the United States is in the process of electing a new president. Like the rest of the world, Canadians are watching with baited breath to find out in a few short hours who that new president will be. While we aren’t Americans, the impact of the US election…
I bought a new-to-me car this past weekend. While I dearly loved my bright blue Ford Focus and went on many excellent adventures with “Li’l Blue”, it was time to find a vehicle more reliable on rugged Albertan winter roads. So I found a steal of a deal in a used Toyota Rav 4. Of course the…
Saturday morning I woke up, padded around in my pajamas, made a light breakfast, and checked my newsfeed. It was as normal a Saturday morning as ever one was. I scrolled down through the various posts and articles, until I saw I picture of a tiny baby’s legs. It caught my attention because these were…
“Mrs.Brown, Mrs.Brown! Please let me down!” “Not until you say my favourite colour!” What a crazy Easter. Nefoo #3 turned two on the 27th, and Nefoo #1 turned a whooping seven on the 29th. My parents and I went to my brother and sister-in-law’s place to celebrate Cubbie, Rex, and Jesus. It was a noisy,…
