Blogging Through the Seasons

If anyone knows anything about Zimbabwe then you will know that queuing (standing in line) is very much a part of everyday existence. We queue for basic essentials, for bread, milk, water, the bank, medical treatment, groceries, fuel. We do not argue, we simply get on...

May I recognize friction and strife as aspects of healthy relationships rather than signs that something is wrong. There’s truth and paradox and problem here. It is a prayer that I have never prayed. Let tensions cease, let resolution come, make me an instrument of...

I suffer from depression. As a matter of fact, as I am drafting this reflection, I have just returned from having consulted with my physician about adjusting the dosage of my medication. So, the words from today’s prayer particularly resonate with me: “May I never...

At the funeral, my mom described my dad as the most generous man she had ever met. For many others, he was their only friend who had lived to 105. To me, he was the most fascinating, loving, and caring father in the world. He had the privilege of dying peacefully in...

There is an old hymn you might have heard that begins with the phrase “Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!” I love that thought, but even more, I love that it is not only Jesus who is mine, but the Father himself, and also the Holy Spirit, because they are all one! All...

How often do we come to things with a childlike approach and a childlike comprehension? Ellen White once attempted to describe the correlation of childlikeness and the Lord’s Prayer when she penned: “As one with humanity, He (the Saviour) presents His own ideal of...