Beginnings
A New Way to See
By Arlene Manson It is 9 o’clock on a Monday night. This article- that I am only starting to write now- is due by midnight. In my mind, in my new beginning, I am going to be that person who always gets things done early. In my earthly reality, I am a procrastinator and I get things done, but always at the last minute. When I think of beginnings, I think of starting or trying new things. One new beginning that I had this year was traveling for mission work. This past winter, during February, while Canadians were…
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By Jenn Wallace So many of our beginnings start this way—two individuals who were bare and vulnerable, who trusted. There is something attractive and exhilarating in allowing someone to know you—it can feel like a big risk, opening to someone’s touch, gaze and trusting that person. The vulnerability in partnering and building trust is so needed in parenting. Whether or not a couple is able to conceive, raising a child requires naked vulnerability. If living with someone does not bring out all the details, good and bad, then raising a child certainly does. Babies produce all kinds of emotions…
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By Loreen Husband Sunrise or sunset? If you’re looking at a photo it can be quite difficult to decide which one the photo features unless you were there when it was taken. In a recent edition of the Dauphin Church bulletin, Tim Pippus said in his weekly article; “People spend a lot of time thinking about new beginnings. We often obsess about how we feel right now. Yet, we make the best decisions when we think, ‘Regardless of where I am now or what I am going through, how do I want this story to end?’”. I will admit…
Read MoreThe Diagnosis
By Sheena Koops It started with squirrels at the end of his bed, and sometimes he would make Mom get up and see what those tall people in the corner were doing. He saw horses in a field and riders wearing tall hats with stovepipe points; he saw all this through the walls of his own home and through the houses along the streets. Not long before he passed he said, “Why is the little girl crying?” referring to the empty chair at the round kitchen table of their new home in Fort Qu’Appelle. Dad had neuropathy, a…
Read MoreYou Need Rest, My Child
By Charlotte Kowalson CRACK!! Oh! Such pain! “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m…” “I know,” I replied softly, “Now let’s do our activity!” Oh man, this really hurts! Why does this hurt so much? Just keep doing group time with the kids! This will all go away! Nope, not going away! Maybe I need an ice pack! Well, the ice pack is helping, but man this headache is spreading fast, all the way around my head. I need to let my boss know. Boss is busy right now. Okay, boss is less busy – let her know. Why is it so…
Read MoreWhen God Blinks
By Gayle Garneau When God blinks… My heart skips a beat. Panic soon follows. Is this the end? Am I alone? Abandoned? Without hope? Has He closed His eyes to me forever? Will He ever look on me again? What did I do wrong? Will I ever be good enough? Can I earn back His love? Why won’t He turn my way? When God blinks… “Don’t fret my child. I didn’t turn my back on you. I am always right here by your side. It was only momentarily that I looked away. A tear…
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