Being single is a choice

This morning, one of the new members at church kept asking me questions he already knew the answers to. Most of the time, I’m more than happy to answer questions. But with some people, I just get – annoyed because they are never happy with my answers. “There’s a guy out there for you –…

Being a good friend

It’s Friday night and I just got in from a dinner date. I’ve got my Starbucks latte. Leon Bridges is playing softly in the background. I’m relaxed. I’m feeling good. I’m reminded tonight of all the good things in my life. My friend Bev, I met about a decade ago. We became friends fast. And…

Upbringings

My mother told me that I started reading at a very young age. I was the youngest kid at the time (before my younger sister was born many years later). Mum and I spent a lot of time together at home while my older siblings were at school. I was always envious of them. They…