Just Like Child’s Play

Just Like Child’s Play

When little children talk to their teddy bear, in language only Teddy understands, we find that adorable. Later, when language skills are more developed and they carry on full conversations in make believe play with other children, that, too, is charming. It’s because...
I Wouldn’t Change a Thing

I Wouldn’t Change a Thing

If I were to sit with a group of scientists enthusiastically engaged in (their) shop talk, I would feel completely like one lost in space. Similarly, should I have the occasion to have breakfast with a small group of medical professionals, their jargon and procedural...
Sign Here

Sign Here

My mother is remembered for her many folksy expressions, sometimes offering creative new additions to the dictionary. One of these is in response to the question: ‘Would you like any more to eat?’ –  to which she would respond: “No thanks. I’m sufficiently...
A Tale of Two Students

A Tale of Two Students

Consider the High School senior who has established a 4.0+ GPA, has participated in sports or drama or music or committees, has maintained a positive influence on peers, has been on the Dean’s List for the first three years. He/She has applied to four colleges, has...
One Step at a Time

One Step at a Time

A 1955 novel by John Wyndham, titled The Chrysalids, had considerable impact on my thinking as a young reader. It told the tale of a group of young people who were born with the ability to communicate via telepathy. They lived in a strict religious community where...
There’s Still More

There’s Still More

The small church that was like ‘home’ to me growing up had a concentrated emphasis on God’s Word, and made the goal of every message, to receive Christ as your personal Lord and Saviour (Canadian spelling). I still cherish the fondest memories of many, many times in...