Passing along family traditions to my children and grandchildren is near to my heart. However, even more important to me is passing along my legacy of faith. I came to faith in Jesus as a young wife and the mother of a baby and a toddler. As a new believer, I was eager to learn
While preparing my story for Christmas with Hot Apple Cider, I was reminded that writing requires perseverance. A mother’s faith is rewarded when a Salvation Army family shows up at her door. My story in Christmas with Hot Apple Cider is about an event that happened when my husband Glen and I were working with
These past seven years, I’ve felt like a time traveller—except that I’ve walked in my father’s shoes instead of my own. A Polish freedom fighter from World War II looks back at the Christmas of 1944 that brought him hope. It’s been a fascinating and scary journey imagining what my father’s dramatic young life was like.
Pen to paper: words that won’t be easily forgotten. Letters and memories of the past alter the course of a young woman’s life. Growing up, I spent a lot of time with my grandparents, who lived only a short distance away from our family farm. My grandparents enjoyed spending time together and I enjoyed watching them
After reading the first few lines of my fantasy, and no doubt filling in more of the details with her keen sense of recall, Mom said, “I know that place.” A spur-of-the-moment walk through the woods of his childhood leads an ambitious young man to an extraordinary gift. “The setting is real,” I admitted, “but
To be honest, home repairs have never been my strong suit… Constructing a bicycle sends two men into shock when things go very wrong. Changing a light bulb or replacing a wall socket have always been easy for me, but the more difficult chores around the house either stay undone or get shuffled over to
The thing about special moments… A new immigrant couple discover the Canadian way in a rather unusual manner. As we approach Christmas, I’m reminded of my first Christmas here in Canada, and of how I’ve wished for a white Christmas every year since. My story in Christmas with Hot Apple Cider reveals a bit about
Christmas is much more than a time for giving presents. A young girl is shocked to find no presents beneath the tree. Seasons change. Flowers blossom and seeds sprout; leaves fall from the trees; snow covers everything…. With age and maturity, I have come to realize a few things: Life itself is a gift, and how
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