My upbringing was nothing remarkable. I was just like any other boy in the neighborhood. I was raised in the Catholic faith in a small town in Eastern Quebec. My parents attended mass each Sunday. As a young boy, questions of faith, salvation, eternal life and the issues of God were not relevant to me. We had catechism classes in school …
Real meaning
Does life have any real meaning or purpose? Why are we here? In my search for the answer to these questions, I turned to drugs. I am ashamed of the things that I did to support my drug habit, even though all my sins are under the blood of Christ. at one Great Sacrifice at Calvary has made me perfect …
Big Work, Small Place
How many tourists would ever stop at Craigellachie, BC were it not for a monument that marks the place where the last spike was driven in 1885 to complete the Canadian Pacific Railroad, linking Canada from Atlantic to Pacific Oceans? Waterloo in Belgium is a little village that can scarcely be found in an atlas, and yet it has assumed …
At the end of the road you meet God
Many years ago I came across one of the most unique stores I have ever seen. But so was the owner – Brook High. Old Brook had no cash register, just two large rolls of money in his pocket, and under the counter a colt 45 caliber automatic, just in case anyone got the idea that he could rob the …
The answer is peace
Our daily newspapers are filled with painful reminders that ours is a turbulent and troubled world. Acts of violence and a disturbing number of crimes are committed every day. Ominously, there often seems to be no sense of guilt on the part of the o enders. What kind of problems will we be leaving for our children to cope with? …
The warning of the lighthouse
There it is – a lighthouse perched on a high point overlooking the ocean, casting its beam across the waters. If it could talk, we’d learn about the many lives it has saved, the shipwrecks it has seen, and the harrowing moments it has survived. Stories about the lonely devotion of its keeper would intrigue us. But even without words, …
The greatest price
The small ingot of gold held in my hand was worth $350,000. Gold bars were stacked from the floor to the ceiling. I was looking at a vast fortune in pure gleaming gold! In another room I saw an electric furnace which was melting millions of dollars worth of gold to be poured into moulds. After passing through a detecting …
Religious boredom
MANY PEOPLE TODAY SEEM TO BE ECHOING IN THEIR HEARTS THE WORDS SPOKEN BY THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL REGARDING GOD’S REQUIREMENTS FOR HIS WORSHIP, “BEHOLD WHAT A WEARINESS IS IT” (MALACHI 1:13). These were people whom God would have loved to bless, but who had despised His claim upon them. The outward signs of worship had become a ‘bore’ and …
The Book of Life
In the Memorial Chamber of the Peace Tower in the Canadian Houses of Parliament are a number of massive books. They commemorate the Canadian men and women of the armed forces who have given their lives in the service of their country. Every name in every book is exposed to view for at least one day each year. It was …
I sit alone
I sit alone, no one to talk to. No one to share my problems, no one to care. I’m lost. I don’t know where I’m going. Headed for destruction, my world will soon fall apart. Loneliness is my companion, my only friend. No light at the end of my tunnel – only dead ends. My grave is for one. I cannot escape loneliness. Was this …
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