Verla’s first prayer

Verla didn’t know what to think when a group of Mennonites came to sing for her husband. Neither did they for that matter; they did not know the people in this house.  However, someone had suggested they sing for this dying man and so they did. Verla and the children stayed in another room until … Continue reading Verla’s first prayer

In memory of Mauvereen

Uncle Gary is my mother’s second youngest brother, the last one still living of a family of fourteen.  He will be 90 in August.  My grandparents were members of a small congregation of Sommerfelder Mennonites in southwestern Saskatchewan that was somewhat isolated from other Mennonite communities.  They spoke Plautdietsch and English at home; the church … Continue reading In memory of Mauvereen