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What if…Jesus came to visit you?
I sat in my favourite spot on the couch, got out my knitting and turned on the television. My show was about to begin and I couldn’t wait to see how the season premiere would start. Would Kate really die? I hoped not. Would she remember that Castle told her he loved...
What if…we let God take us out of our comfort zone?
Cameron’s six-year old son stared at the untied laces on his sneakers. He picked them up, held them for a minute and dropped them as if they stung his hands. “Come on Steven,” Cameron said. “You can do it son. Just remember how I taught you.” A huge tear fell from...
What if…we lived today like it was our last?
She hummed the tune of a song that quickly became the theme of her life since she received the news. She looked to the sky and took in the wispy clouds splattered on top of the blue canvas. She let the gentle breeze whip her hair around in an unruly fashion. What did...
What if…we could turn back time?
Michael lifted the envelope out of the box from under his bed and gasped at the familiar handwriting. He didn’t remember writing anything, let alone placing it here in this hiding spot. How is this possible? He ran his fingers over each letter of his name “Michael...
On vacation….
Hi everyone! I'm taking a couple weeks off as I'm spending time with my precious family in New Brunswick. Watch for my next post on July 25th. Happy Summer!
What if…we could see the big picture?
“Mommy, I can’t see,” Kylie said. “The turn is too big. I want to go back.” Jessica could hear the stress in her daughter’s voice and knew tears were threatening to spill from her eight year old. Still, she stayed behind her daughter watching carefully as Kylie...
What if…we used our words for good?
Mackenzie slipped quietly out from her pew as the pastor prayed the benediction. She didn’t feel like talking with anyone and just wanted to go home. The service was encouraging, but the comment concerning her appearance earlier still bothered her. She felt defeated...
What if…God “bleeped” us?
Mackenzie tried to smooth the wrinkles out of her skirt as she stepped inside the church. She knew it was the same one she’s worn for the past few weeks, but the fire took all of her clothes and the insurance money wouldn’t come for another week. Would the others...