I was a member of the Anglican Church of Canada throughout the years of my youth . Fifty years ago, I concluded that it might well have an abundance of outward and visible form, but was sadly lacking in the true inward and spiritual grace. Since that time, the Anglican Church of Canada has abandoned … Continue reading Things I learned from the Anglican Church of Canada
Saskatchewan
Leadhead and the Golden Rule
I first took note of Norman when the camp leaders took us all on a hike to Lebret. He was a quiet boy, walking with us, yet alone. He seemed like the rest of us, except that he could not hold his head up straight. It tilted towards his right shoulder, almost resting on the … Continue reading Leadhead and the Golden Rule
A Rock of Refuge
In 1951, when I was nine, my parents bought a small farm just outside of Craik, Saskatchewan. Our living was provided by the cream and butter from a few cows, the eggs from 200 hens and garden produce from two acres of market garden. My father also worked as janitor at the local eight-bed hospital. … Continue reading A Rock of Refuge
Where the mosquito doth abound
. . . the Saffron-winged Meadowhawk doth also abound. I was cutting grass this afternoon and as I cut around the shrubs, I disturbed large numbers of beautiful medium-sized dragonflies with translucent saffron-coloured wings. The Saffron-winged Meadowhawks are back! We are in the third year of extraordinarily wet weather. There is much water lying in … Continue reading Where the mosquito doth abound
Vacation Bible School Memories
Two weeks ago it was announced in our congregation that one more Vacation Bible School teacher was needed, for the oldest class. That sounded like something I could do, so this 70-year-old grandpa spent the past week teaching Bible lessons to a group of twelve and thirteen-year-old girls (no boys in that age group came … Continue reading Vacation Bible School Memories
What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Conclusion
We stop at the Yvette Moore Gallery to see her depictions of prairie life, past and present. Her paintings appear as illustrations in three soft cover children’s books. The first, A Prairie Alphabet, has sold 330,000 copies. Next stop is the Chocolate Moose Fudge Factory and Craft Market. The items on sale range from prairie … Continue reading What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Conclusion
What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Part 2
I was born in this city sixty-eight years ago. My parents are buried in a cemetery on the south side of the city, beside my Uncle Art and Aunt Katherine, my father’s brother who married my mother’s sister. My wife’s parents are buried in another cemetery on the west side. Moose Jaw is built at … Continue reading What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Part 2
What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Part 1
A squirrel scampers across Main Street and stops in front of the five storey brick edifice that used to be the Grant Hall Hotel. He sees an opening, scampers up the step, but this is not what he is looking for. He reappears, runs a little way toward us and disappears into the next opening. … Continue reading What I Did During My Summer Vacation – Part 1
Catechism Classes
About the only thing my parents had in common was a feeling that the church in which they had been raised had let them down. My father was a descendant of New England Puritans, with some French and Scottish blood thrown in. He was born in Iowa, grew up in Minnesota and arrived in Saskatchewan … Continue reading Catechism Classes
Flatlander Faith 