My grandparents had a small farm in SW Manitoba and enjoyed raising their young family. Dad was born in 1902 and he had a sister Mary, three years older, and another sister Edna who was one. In January 1907, Edna died from scarlet fever. A year later, another sister was stillborn.
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.
After a very hectic week, I happily accepted an invitation to dinner from a friend of mine. During the evening, she brought out a special book she had been reading. As she related some of its contents, I asked if I could share the idea with you. Continue reading