peachmanstewart

In the twelve plus years I have worked with the elderly, I have been touched by amazing people. My heart is filled with their stories, both funny and touching, and the ways they have influenced my life. Like having a hundred grandparents, I am rich with the gifts each of them has given me. In […]

UPDATE: Thanks to 2 heart medications and a diuretic, Cinnamon is stable at the moment, with his stamina slowly increasing. We are thankful!           My little buddy is not well, and at this point, I don’t know if he will get better. Today I was reflecting on the gift he has

Today, I sat with a man whose life on earth is waning. When I entered the room, he was groaning a little. I don’t think he was in pain, but breathing was hard work, and he was tired. I rubbed his arm and spoke to him, but the groaning continued. I kept rubbing his arm,

Today, I took an elderly woman to her room, sat down with her, and told her that her best friend had just died. It broke my heart. God made us to be connected. We need each other. Each of us has an area of our heart that longs to be understood, to be heard. There

What if God moved in next door? I’ve lived in the same house for many years, and had a variety of neighbours. When we moved in, an older couple lived in the attached unit to our townhouse, and I smiled and chatted with them until I learned he was a pedophile known by police. I

Sometimes, I have these conversations with God…“Lord, this thing I’m going through–it hurts. You know that, right? You can see that I’m hurting? You said that You love me, and I believe that, so, Lord, could you…ah…MAKE THE PAIN STOP!  please…God doesn’t mind honest prayers, even when they border on (as mine sometimes do) accusation.

It was the weekend that wasn’t. I worked Saturday. Sunday morning, I set the alarm for 6:00, and after starting the crock pot and yeast rolls, buckled down to work on a writing assignment that was due. I finished just in time to get ready for church. Next, whirlwind of preparations and my family arrived.

…say what? The truth is, there is a time to laugh, and laughing at yourself is truly valuable, because it keeps life in perspective. For those of you who have heard this story before, I apologize, but it bears retelling. Last February, I went to my first ever writer’s conference. For me, it was a zip-line

I’ve been thinking about Abraham and Isaac lately.  Isaac was the miracle child of Abraham. He had him when he was 100 years old, and his wife Sarah was 90. (Just the thought of natural childbirth at 90 boggles my mind!) An even greater miracle was that God promised that one day Abraham would have

Every Saturday morning that I am not working, I walk the 4 km. around the lake near me with me with my neighbour. It is a time for us to connect, and we are always amazed at how quickly our time goes. Walking and talking with a friend is the best! This morning, only a