It’s been 3 months since my last post. Flip. My whole purpose in creating this inciting incident was to start writing more frequently and consistently. It’s hard. Let me tell you: it’s hard. But I won’t give up. It’s 2014 and a clean slate for starting over. I think rule number 1 is to just not beat yourself up over it. So I haven’t written much in the last while – get over it. I’ll live. Let’s just pick up…
One of the greatest struggles we have with our four year old is getting him to eat. It hasn’t always been this way. When he was under 3, he would eat anything. It was out of control, really. In fact, there were days where we would just sit there with him and try 10-15 random foods from the fridge just to see what his limits would be. There were none. He ate anything. We were completely fascinated at this willingness…
A few weekends ago we were out camping with some friends. One morning my buddy and I woke up early, hopped on the quad, and drove some 20-30 minutes to access a hidden lake in the middle of seemingly nowhere. As we drove up the hill to the lake, the scene we beheld was surreal – the water was glass, the air was crisp, standing at attention, holding its breath. The trees looked down on us, roused from a night’s…
This is a follow-up post from a few weeks ago where I had begun to discuss some of the wild convictions held in my earlier faith days, including some that stemmed from a Young Earth Creationist worldview. I figured I’d expound a bit more on this by sharing some thoughts on my relationship with the Creationist movement and where I’m at today. Some Context It seems the debate is old and worn out. It seemed to have really gotten off…
My dad’s dad died last Friday. He was 89. Grandma and Grandpa had been married for almost 68 years, which in itself is a feat so rare today. He owned a garage and through it supported a family of 10 kids in Estevan, Saskatchewan (It’s a strong Roman Catholic family ;)). Ironically, I’m told, he was a lousy mechanic, not too unlike his grandson – but he liked “tinkering.” Sadly, I don’t have a great deal of memories with Grandpa,…