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Last evening I pulled out a folder, the bland coloured manila one labelled Encouragement. Tightly squeezed between others sporting more impressive titles ranging from Agriculture to Strategic Planning, this one is accessed less frequently.

It has already been fourteen years since the twenty-first century began. I still member that there were many forecasts and ideas of what the new century would be like at it's dawn.

Ss Dominic, Francis of Assisi and Ignatius of Loyola are transported back in time and place to the nativity of Our Lord. St Dominic, seeing the Incarnation of the Word, is sent into ecstasy.

"Nothing chills the heart of manLike passing through death's gateYet to him who enters dailyDeath's a glorious fate" (from "Enter In" by Steve Green) In a nut shell Green captures our Lenten goal - to die to self and live the life of Christ offered t

After experiencing the two past winters in Saskatchewan, now I can feel and understand what a really cold winter is like. The last two winters were especially good examples of bitterly cold winter in Canada.

Sometimes there is a lot more than expected when making a choice, even a seemingly simple decision. Even as I write I'm in the process of deciding whether or not to travel south for a business meeting tomorrow morning.

By chance, one day, I watched an old movie. I cannot remember the movie title, but it was about the life story of the early pioneers who settled in the 麻豆传媒AVern United Sates.

Some of my favorite misheard lyrics include Michael Jackson's "Billy Jean" "The kid is not my son". I've always heard it as The chair is not my son.

The 2014 Winter Olympics is under the way in the city of Sochi, Russia. Most of all, the good news from the team Canada have been cheering up everyone proud of being Canadians.

An American on vacation inside a church noticed a golden telephone with a sign "$10,000 per call". He asked a priest what the telephone was used for. The priest said it was a direct line to heaven and you could talk to God.