COMMENTARY

Treated Like Family By Jennifer Sawatzky Back in 2013, I was out in British Columbia at Capernwray Harbour Bible Centre. This was my first time being so far away from home and it was very...

The Gift of Receiving By Jan Kendall St. Cyr The week before Christmas one year, I was busily shopping, baking, and organizing the food for our family celebrations. I pridefully took on this...

Growing up, my Christmases consisted of two traditions each Christmas Eve. First, after dinner we would go to church where us kids would perform a play for all the adults. Second, my family would...

I have read your article about the “Friendship Trail” in St. Adolphe and I really wanted to see it for myself. I have lived in St. Adolphe my whole life, more specifically near the dike which...

My dad, Arthur Wilson, was born on December 16, 1938 in Sarnia, Ontario. Dad grew up in wartime and poverty. His dad had signed up for the war in 1939, the day after England declared war on Germany,...

As our healthcare and political leaders cast doubts on the chances of people holding holiday gatherings this year, public morale appears to be wearing thin. Symptoms of our collective exhaustion...

There’s an old saying that warns, “The cure is worse than the disease.” The implication is that the solution for a problem causes more harm than good. This phrase made more sense back when...

Funny you ask me, Facebook… what is on my mind? Well, I am stressed. I’m just waiting for the bomb to hit—to hear that one of my kids or another member of my family has been...