God must Cry

I met a man selling African carvings at the Northwood Centre in Edmonton last week. No one was around, so I stopped to chat. “I’m curious which country these curios are from.” “Ghana.” “I spent my childhood years in South Africa and Botswana.” “That’s a long way away.” “Yes, it is. My sister and her…

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Christmas Is . . .

Last Sunday we were sitting in church with our five not-so-angels. As you mothers know, Sunday morning can turn from peaceful worship preparation to frantic survival mode in less than a second. This particular Sunday had more trigger points than usual: It was Christmas program day. Not only that, but it was also last minute…

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