What if You Really Believed What You Say You Believe?

What if you really believed that God saw our private moments, heard our prayers, saw our generosity and rewarded us for it?  What difference would it make in your life? How would other people see you? Could you keep doing the same things? Keep buying what you usually buy? Would you pray more? For whom?Continue reading “What if You Really Believed What You Say You Believe?”

A Little Push Before Fresh Air Week

Hey Moose! Your summer looks amazing from the outside looking in, I miss it way more than you’ll ever know! Fresh air week always comes with a bit of automatic exhaustion and worry even before it begins, but I have a little something special I heard today. I was working at an African American celebration earlyContinue reading “A Little Push Before Fresh Air Week”

Letter to Campers

There’s just something about mail call at camp. When you hear the very loud and drawn out call, that might look like this, Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee’ve goooooooooooooooooooooooooooot soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooome maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaail!! Everyone who gets a letters runs forward to get their card. Three pieces means you have to run to catch your mail. We want to extend that feelingContinue reading “Letter to Campers”

The Rest of the Story

On Sunday I received a donation cheque for Camp Widjiitiwin. That’s not very out of the ordinary. The cheque was for $150. That’s not too out of the ordinary. It was to help sponsor kids come to Widji. That’s normal too. What you need to hear is the rest of the story… A few years aContinue reading “The Rest of the Story”

40 Years with Jesus

My truck went over 240,000 kms this week. That seemed like a milestone as all the 9’s became 0’s. The sensation didn’t last very long as the next “1” quickly showed up and the moment was lost. I don’t want to lose the next moment.  This summer marks 40 years as a Christian for me. Continue reading “40 Years with Jesus”

Shag came to pray for Widji

Sometimes you learn things that are very cool. I always like it when someone comes up and says they have been praying for me. This story is like that. Shag (his camp name) has come every spring since he worked at Widji to pray for Camp Widjiitiwin. Usually he sneaks into camp and goes up toContinue reading “Shag came to pray for Widji”