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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...
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...
What if…His people really prayed?
They stood at attention with swords raised as she walked through the village in the darkness. Her mission outreach lasted longer than normal and the path home took her through the toughest part of town. The most feared gang in this small community came out at dusk and...
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!