When I was seven years old, my best friend was Johnny Giles. We lived in Orillia, and he lived across the street. We did everything together. We rode our bikes, ran outside until the streetlights came on, chased around with balls and bats, pretended we were Batman and Robin (that was a thing then), and…
A time is coming, so is The King
When was the last time you read Isaiah 32? I read it this morning and it leapt off the page at me. Have a read and then hear some of my thoughts…and maybe bring your thoughts too! I’ve put some text in bold for your consideration as you read. Look, a righteous king is coming! And…
Holiday Monday
I have confessed before to my lack of carpentry skills. Strange that both my grandfather’s had this gift, our son Philip certainly has this skill, but my Dad and I seemed to have missed the gene. But I have enjoyed trying to do some work, trying to use power tools, trying to “get it right”….
Hybrid Thoughts 