Dad was a snacker, and he did it consistently. One of my earliest childhood memories is how my dad would pause during the day for snacks. As a small elementary-age child, I can remember his opening the back door of the apartment where we …( read more )

The dictionary defines conscience as "a person's moral sense of right and wrong, viewed as acting as a guide to one's behaviour". It is one thing to maintain a clear conscience before man, and it is another thing to maintain a clear …( read more )

When I was in high school, I used to enjoy long-distance running. Going around the track twenty times or more gave me moments of solitude and clarity that enabled me to find solutions to some of the problems and issues that I faced as a …( read more )

Every day, I seem to be struggling with something or someone. It may be as trivial as struggling to open a tight jar, or to complete a challenging jigsaw puzzle. Other times, it might be a struggle to get along with a difficult person, or …( read more )

As winter's first snowflakes began to fall, they danced about like glittering confetti. Within an hour or two, the landscape outside had turned from dull green into the most brilliant white. The surrounding fields of lilies bowed their …( read more )

It was 1940. I was just a six-year-old boy. I heard my parents, relatives, and friends talking about the possibilities of war in the place where we lived. I did not understand what that meant, and they explained to me that soldiers from …( read more )

In my laissez-faire relationship with the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, I sometimes find myself becoming passive, content with acknowledgment of — rather than a relationship with — the very Being Whom I profess to follow. Life proceeds …( read more )

We live in interesting, often disturbing times. In my city of Ottawa, Canada, we have witnessed an unsettling and often astounding protest in our downtown core by truckers and their supporters, loudly demanding freedom from all pandemic …( read more )

During the cold, snowy months, my gelding, Frank, does not get out of the corral very often. Once in awhile, though, I deliberately leave the gate open when I go in to feed and clean. When I do, Frank is quick to take advantage of the …( read more )

Sunrise is moments away, and I eagerly wait to capture the moment for the hundredth time. I do this almost daily, waiting to snap the perfect picture. A few seconds one way or the other changes the result completely. Click. What moment …( read more )