By Mommy Emily   It’s like a long pencil-streak, this road I ride. A strip of ruler-straight asphalt, drawn past fields of wheat and canola. Sometimes I see deer with white tails, leaping through blades of wheat. Sometimes I hear frogs. Once, I saw a moose taking a swim in the dark in a pond…

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I have spent my whole life trying to be successful. I thought it was what we were supposed to do. Worse than that, I thought success was the mark of a blessed Christian. If God loves you he’ll bless you, says the prayer of Jabez and North America’s favorite verse, Jeremiah 29:11. His desire is…

Post by Paula Bicknell On the last day of August, we loaded the tractor, the rocking chair, and the little green monkey. As the shipping container departed down our long, country driveway, I wondered if Cruz’s little green monkey would crawl out of his box, jump into the rocking chair, and then up onto the…

*Forgive us as we interrupt our Sabbath Month to inform you of some desperate prayer needs* I was seated in the sun at Riding Mountain National Park, red purse at my feet, about to head out for milkshakes with my Mum, sister and sister in law. My hands smelled like soap as I’d been scrubbing…

By the founder of The Lulu Tree   There’s a soldier who sings from the hilltops of Sierra Leone. He sings low African hymns, this warrior of land and sky, as he marches across the soil which feeds his people. He fights on his knees at 4:30 every morning and he fights with his heart…

“How do you guys fundraise?” she asks me over Skype. She’s heard of what we’re doing and she wants to join. This is our first meeting. I smile. I love answering this question. “We don’t,” I tell her, and her mouth is the perfect O. “But how? How do you have 12 acres in Uganda?…

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