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Why Does this Hurt?

January 25, 2008

In meeting with various individuals, I am learning that one question is being asked more than any other.

“If God loves me so much, why doesn't He make the pain go away?"

I don't know the immediate answer to that question. But, if God is good, then I must believe that any trial that comes my way has a bigger purpose than I realize… (Read More)

Elephants are Elephants

January 25, 2008

And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart.

I think the argument of relativity and absolute truth all started the day we first heard the story of the elephant. (I admit my tongue is presently firmly pressed into my cheek.)… (Read More)

Lost

January 25, 2008

I felt so foolish and humbled. I was 16 years old, and was a leader of a group of younger guys in a group called Christian Service Brigade. We were camping out at a provincial park in Manitoba, and went hiking in the woods. Of course, when you go hiking with younger lads, a good leader will take every opportunity to teach along the way. “You see where the sun is in the sky? Keep track of your shadow. See that moss there? It always grows on the north side of the tree.” I was so full of wisdom in those days.

After about 90 minutes of leading these young guys through thick and thin, they began to wonder out loud where we were going, and when were we going to get back to the camp? I regaled them with words like “When the going gets tough, the tough get going” , “we’re not quitters” and other equally innocuous clichés. We managed to squeeze in another fifteen minutes or so of huffing and bluffing, when one of the older fellows piped up, “We’re lost, aren’t we?”… (Read More)

A Cold Day in January

May 31, 2007

My wife and I were at home getting ready for Christmas Eve about seven years ago. It was cold in the Leeburn valley late that afternoon and the snow hung heavy on the trees that surrounded our place.

A knock came at the door. The sun had already set. We hadn't heard a car come up the driveway, and it was very unusual for someone to walk to our place from anywhere, particularly in cold weather. A man we had never met before stood in our doorway. He was hardly able to express himself. We brought him in, and it became obvious that he was incoherent not just from overexposure to the elements. He was befuddled mentally. It took me about an hour to understand from him what his particular needs were and we gladly took care of them… (Read More)


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