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    For those of you who don’t get our family newsletter – just wanted to share the news that we are moving in less than a month. If you don’t get the newsletters, and you’d like to, then….. ahem There are so many feelings, and thoughts, and everything surrounding a move like this. It’s way too…

  • twenty-five

    twenty-five

    To many of you, I’m sure today is the day you commemorate Vincent Van Gogh shooting himself (a few days before he would finally die) or you’re busy today reflecting on the Isolation of Insulin for the first time by Fredrick Banting at the University of Toronto 100 years ago today, or the arrest of…

  • full of thanks for July 16

    full of thanks for July 16

    The fact that Susan’s birthday falls merely two days after mine has been interesting. We often get ‘combined’ birthday parties. The fact that she is an amazing cook, and fantastic baker means that her birthday cake is almost every single year – the second half of the cake that she made for me two days…

  • forty-seven

    forty-seven

    This day last year I realized I actually made it to 46, I was alive for my birthday, which for the first time in my life was something I accepted was not a given, and almost didn’t happen. Today instead of celebrating that I have (merely) survived the attack of last year, I am thankful…

  • Three out of four ain’t bad

    Three out of four ain’t bad

    The grammar may be horrific, but the sentiment is true – having 3 of our 4 kids home again feels pretty good. Yesterday I drove down to Bujumbura to pick up Matea and Micah from the airport. They finished up the year at RVA in Kenya and are now home for the summer break. Considering…

  • Once Again…So much, yet so little in common.

    Once Again…So much, yet so little in common.

    A year ago when George Floyd was murdered, I reflected on how he and I had but a few things in common, and how that is such a problem. Now there is yet another example of people made in the image of God, being murdered by those who hate difference so much they are willing…

  • And there he goes…

    And there he goes…

    There are seasons to life. This spring we happen to be in one where the middle two kids go back to Kenya, then shortly after that our oldest headed to Canada for a summer internship then his second year of university Thanks to COVID, we had a year with all our kids home more than…