In the fall, I became the project manager for publishing a book on the history of missions with the denomination I work for. It’s been exciting reading stories of how God called ordinary men and women to serve him internationally and learn what that calling meant to them.
The Queen of Sheba
Like many little girls, Liz loved to play dress-up, sometimes wearing cheap costumes from the dime store, sporting her mother’s makeup and putting on airs. Her mother would look sternly at her, stating, “Who do you think you are, the Queen of Sheba?”
Of course, like most little girls, Liz had no idea who the Queen of Sheba was!
The Circus Fence
Mom had always wanted a white house, with a white picket fence. We had the white house, on a huge corner lot, but there was no fence. As children we knew that it was Mom’s dream to one day have that white picket fence. As I think about it now, I don’t think I had ever seen a fence that wasn’t white. It was most certainly the norm.
As our custom was, Mom took my young sisters and I to Vancouver to Continue reading
Can You Picture It?
As I write this blog, I’m watching a TV show called Ancestors in the Attic, where people have pictures or documents of a family member and search to find out more about that person. Photos have a way of helping us to ‘picture’ what life might have been like for our ancestors (pardon the pun). Continue reading