I listened to a very wise man give a public speech the other day who said something I hope I never forget. He stated, “People don’t want to be fixed, they want to be valued.” In my line of work, many people come to talk to me about their problems and the hard things...
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Only in Al-a-berta can you have a blizzard with a wind chill of -20C, complete with a whiteout and then have a +30C heat wave within seven days of each other… this really is a unique place in which we live, don’t you think? By the way, I REALLY like +30C. It suits me...
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Last week, I wrote about the power of belief. I constantly try to encourage others to believe that they can do more than they are now, or believe they can do something they’ve never tried. Fortunately, there is a large contingent of those who are always trying to improve themselves and are pushing the...
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As I write this, my wife and I are enjoying a couple of days of a well needed break at Huntington Beach, California. It’s kind of fun stopping here, as my wife is a Huntington and one of the founding members of the United States was a Huntington… so it just goes to say...
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I can still remember the first time I took the stage to play music for a modest crowd of paying people. It was awesome. The room was dimly light, the stage lights were on. The sound gear looked impressive, as it more than filled the stage. The weeks of practice were now about to...
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When I was a young buck, I always looked for opportunities to scare the bejeebers out of any unsuspecting person I could find. I had a little bit of a mean streak I guess, but it was always too much fun. Of course, it was never life-threatening, although the person whose heart was pounding...
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This morning, my son showed me a picture of a completely frozen man with a look of complete despair with the caption that said, “Come to Edmonton, they said…. It would be fun, they said”. I’ve felt that way many times as winter beats on this land not fit for the faint of heart....
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The little BC coast Island I grew up on is about five or six miles wide and sixteen miles long, the epicentre of many adventures for a little skinny kid with a huge imagination. Back in the 60s, parents weren’t too concerned about what you were up to, as long as you were home...
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When I was young, like most other young guys back in the 1960s, I had a paper route, where I delivered the evening newspaper to the doors of about 100 customers. I had a work horse of a bicycle that had a huge “paper carrier” on the front and a custom built carrier on...
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As a pastor, one of the things I get to do is visit people in hospitals. I’ve spent many scores of hours at bedsides, praying for those who are sick, and listening to their stories. I have never been a sick person and have made a few personal trips for the odd broken bone,...
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