An Unreasonable Joy
I have always loved babies. Even as a young girl, you would see me carrying my little cousins around on my hip. So I just assumed that when I got married and decided to have children, it wouldn't be a problem. When my first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage at thirteen weeks I was heartbroken.
Since I got pregnant right away the first time, I...
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My Search for Truth
I was born in Montreal and raised in Vancouver, Canada. My parents were morally upright but non-religious. Our neighbors could also be described as non-religious. I did not know any Christians or serious followers of any other religion while I was growing up.
Though my neighborhood was poor, its public schools were outstanding and its libraries...
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Airforce Pilot at a Crossroad
The Canadian Forces took me, Major Wes Bowers, around the world. An air force pilot for 20 years, I flew missions in the Gulf War, served in UN headquarters as a staff officer in Somalia and as a UN peacekeeper in Lebanon, Israel, and Syria. And along the way, I went from being a peacekeeper to working for the Prince of Peace.
I was raised by...
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Last Will and Testimony!
In 1986 I had a visit in Dublin from Dennis Burkitt, the acclaimed discoverer of Burkitt’s Lymphoma and the great advocate of fiber diets as a way of lessening the ills of the western world. He was on a lecture tour and came to my house to meet with a selected group of medics. I invited many of my colleagues to come meet Dr Burkitt face to face.
An...
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Hunger for God
I grew up in a Christian home and was brought up in the Roman Catholic tradition. Mass and prayer were part of my life. My concept of God was of a God who provided everything I had, but was somewhat remote. He was a God whom I turned to in difficult times. For the most part, I didn’t give Him a great deal of thought.
Someone I could relate to
Six...
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A significant discovery
This is the story of a changed life, as told to Power to Change Ministries
Growing up in a home where my father was a Church of Ireland minister meant I was surrounded by a lot of church activity. I rarely found church to have great application or meaning in my own life. The fact that both my father and mother were so sincere in their faith meant...
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Ageless Acceptance
I grew up on a small farm in southern Manitoba, Canada. Life was simple back then in the 40’s and 50’s. It revolved around three things: our modest home and farmyard, a one-room country school, and a country church three miles away (with a few neighbors in-between). It was a good life. Our family regularly attended that country church, getting...
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