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The other night we drove through Lakefield, a beautiful, small town in the Kawartha Highlands. We had just wolfed down "Halifax-style" donairs from Ken's Pizza and Wings, which we had driven past in nearby Peterborough. Except we didn't drive past. We stopped ...

The other day while driving on a back highway, Thomas and I passed a turn-off to what I suppose was a farm, marked at the bottom of the gravel lane with a white homemade sign listing what they had for sale. And ...

At the very beginning of the pandemic, when someone picked the world upside down and shook it until the coins fell out of her pocket, I wrote a prayer for pastor's wives and recorded it as part of Christianity Today's "Prayer Amid ...

When we open our cottage every year, after its long hibernation, it takes us a little time to bring order and beauty back into our special spot. Dust coats books. Mice have moved in and made themselves at home. It appears they ...

On the day before I flew to Chicago I spent some time arranging outfits on my bed for Holly to inspect and approve (or not). I wanted to look professional, yet warm, be comfortable, but not too casual. Fun, but not weird. ...

Mothering can be a mess and a miracle at the same time. Our daughter, Holly, took ballet, as little girls do. When it was Halloween, their teacher, Miss Lynn, invited them to wear their costumes to class. Every other little girl was ...

I actually have no idea what a book launch day is supposed to look like. Maybe they are all like this? I started with my espresso and a zoom meeting with the team from Tyndale House. Andrea's children had made celebratory signs ...

The other day, at the end of the day, my book The Minister's Wife: a memoir of faith, doubt, friendship, loneliness, forgiveness and more, arrived. All the watching and waiting and drumming of my fingers on the table in the weeks prior ...

This is how my hair never, ever looks. Zoom is starting to remind me of going to get my hair cut. How you sit there for an hour or more, looking at yourself in the mirror, thinking about your stupid hair. In ...

Photo by Road Trip with Raj on Unsplash Once, when I was a kid, my sister burst into my bedroom and yelled at me that my room was on fire. I had placed a rabbit puppet on top of my nightside table ...

Brent either leads or participates in Morning Prayer via Zoom most mornings, usually sitting at one end of our dining room table. I have joined in, but this morning I read the paper instead. As I flipped through the pages, skimming the ...

Lubomirkin I don't think I'll be learning macrame, or another language, or finally learning how to build a birdhouse during this time of being set apart and locked up and locked down. I also don't think I'll be writing a sequel to ...