This Christmas Season, I will be sharing a reflection for each Sunday of Advent, leading up to Christmas Eve. If you are not familiar with Advent, I encourage you to visit this link or do some googling of your own. Having grown up in the church, Advent has always been one of my very favourite … Continue reading The Advent Series: Love
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The Advent Series: Joy
This Christmas Season, I will be sharing a reflection for each Sunday of Advent, leading up to Christmas Eve. If you are not familiar with Advent, I encourage you to visit this link or do some googling of your own. Having grown up in the church, Advent has always been one of my very favourite … Continue reading The Advent Series: Joy
Being Grateful For The Good Doesn’t Cancel Out Being Hurt By The Hard
Sometimes, I get the impression that a lot of folks think that those who are grateful are only surrounded by good. I also get the impression that some other folks think that those who are hurting are only surrounded by pain. But, I know I'm not alone in having multiple experiences which prove this could … Continue reading Being Grateful For The Good Doesn’t Cancel Out Being Hurt By The Hard
The Advent Series: Hope
This Christmas Season, I will be sharing a reflection for each Sunday of Advent, leading up to Christmas Eve. If you are not familiar with Advent, I encourage you to visit this link or do some googling of your own. Having grown up in the church, Advent has always been one of my very favourite … Continue reading The Advent Series: Hope
Meaning In The Mundane – Learning To Love The Ordinary
If you're anything like me in the imagination department, you've probably come to learn that being the epitome of a dreamer is both a blessing and a curse. Because, while being a dreamer means that I have the gift of seeing all of the wonderful things that could be, it has also meant that at times, my … Continue reading Meaning In The Mundane – Learning To Love The Ordinary
When Joy Feels Foreign …
In 2014, my mom died in a sudden and tragic accident. Following her death, something I'd never experienced before began to happen within my own head. For the first time in my life, I was not in control of what was happening in my own body, and it was terrifying. 'Flight or fight' kicked into … Continue reading When Joy Feels Foreign …