• Good Things Out Of Bad?

    As he looks all around him the setting is grim.  The walls are filthy and dark and the floor smells dank and dour.  Very little light seeps into the cavity that is now his residence.  Chains bind his hands and feet.  Meals are meagre bits of gruel and bread.   His future on earth is uncertain.  Yet, in amidst it all he is full of thanksgiving! My Scripture reading time this week has taken me into Philippians.  I love how Paul starts off this book with words of thanksgiving.  Paul is full of joy over the Philippians’ positive response to the Gospel.  His love for God’s people is evident throughout…

  • Climb Every Mountain

    As I sit in the darkened theatre, anticipation wells up inside me.  In the hush just prior to the orchestra’s first grand notes, I am drawn back to many years ago when I first experienced this musical as part of the performance’s chorus.  The music, memorized as a child, is a part of me and I am easily drawn into this production of my favourite show – The Sound of Music.  It is the first time seeing this production live and I sit enthralled as familiar scenes pass before my eyes. Knowing the storyline well doesn’t take away from my enjoyment.  This heartwarming story of a woman’s journey to find…

  • To Do Lists

    I am in the midst of cleaning up my desk this morning.  No matter how many promises I make to myself, I always seem to manage to collect a variety of papers and things that clutter up my workspace.  And writing in a disorderly environment definitely hampers my creativity. But I am a collector.  There are clippings from magazines and little notes about health or gardening and quilting ideas and often recipes that I want to try.  There are a myriad of notes about things that have caught my interest that I want to research for future writing projects.  There are financial documents that need filing and medical forms that…

  • The Green Eyed Monster

    It hits us all at some point – we look around and see people in better circumstances than ourselves.  We work so hard and yet don’t seem to prosper as well as some.  I know I look at some people and get quite agitated at times that they have successes and/or financial benefits that I don’t.  Envy rears its ugly head more often than I care to admit.  I’m a hard working and God-fearing person.  Why don’t I have some of the things these unbelievers have in abundance? Of course my thoughts are not new ones.  The writer of Psalm 73 had similar feelings.  He was some kind of church…