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Happy Thanksgiving

Today is our Canadian Thanksgiving Monday, so I'm taking a break from my regular blog series. This is the time of year when we express our thanks, but why do we wait so long? We should be thankful 365 days a year, shouldn't we? Look where we live. In a country where...

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What if…our glass was half full?

Helen walked into the church humming Victory in Jesus. Her week consisted of car troubles, worrisome doctor reports, and news of her daughter’s failed marriage, but still the words of her favourite hymn went through her mind. She knew to trust in her Lord. Hard yes,...

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Award Winners

The Criteria: The Liebster Blog Award is meant to showcase bloggers who have fewer than 200 followers. This is all done in the spirit of pay-it-forward. The Rules: You must mention and link to the person who awarded you the Liebster and mention 5 other blogs with...

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What if…our dreams meant something?

I feel him gaining ground and will my legs to move faster. I need to get to Mama’s room. I try to scream, but my voice is lost in the wind. I reach the mansion and stumble up the stairs. The glow under her door takes me by surprise. Is Mama awake? I push the door...

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What if…we stopped learning?

Lucille removed each item from her bag and examined them before placing her notebook, pen, pencil, easer, and ruler on the desk. The chatter from the doorway caught her attention. Two young girls entered the room. One dressed in everything black--from her dyed hair to...

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What if…seasons didn’t change?

She sat on her porch in her favourite spot overlooking the front yard. The maple saplings she planted with her husband when they were first married had grown and now stood as sentinels protecting her property. The tire swing hanging from the oak tree swayed in the...

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What if…we kept our promises?

Matthew sat on the front porch with his backpack beside him. He looked at his watch as he tapped his toe on the step. Late again. Can’t you ever be on time?  Ever since his parents divorced, he spent every other weekend with his dad. And it never failed; his dad...

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