This morning at Beerseba, I was just about to head home after teaching some classes when one of our students was hit by a truck. Hugo, the little guy at the bottom right hand of this photo, was playing with his friends where he wasn’t supposed to be playing and an older man in a … [Read more…]
I’m sending my Projection DVD Copy to the Montreal World Film Festival via a friend (Charles) from Stony Plain who is here on a short term team. I don’t trust the Guatemalan couriers for timing. They are very expensive too. A regular manilla envelope (8 1/2″ X 11″) under 1 lb would cost about $60 … [Read more…]
This little chap (nicknamed Poncho) reminded me of Eutychus last night during our discipleship class. Some longwinded sharers. Good times though.
This article from ABC News talks about two Canadian lawyers (one of them is former MP David Kilgour of Edmonton) investigating allegations that imprisoned Falun Gong members are used as organ donors. Falun Gong is a recent religion, 1992, a variation of Buddhism. The founder, Li Hongzhi has claimed the following supernatural powers: invisibility, being … [Read more…]
Blaise achieves his first year on the 13th of July. I walk around a store today wondering what to buy him. I think: a pocketknife. I think every father wants to buy his son a pocketknife. I don’t think Blaise has the strength yet to open a pocketknife. So, the knife idea is out. I … [Read more…]
The Montréal International Film Festival has officially accepted my film into competition. For me this is a huge step. It means that I will continue to make films. It means that they will be really good, if not half decent. It means the door is open to growth in an talent that for the past … [Read more…]
We were in Honduras on the weekend (2 nights so we can spend another 90 days in Guatemala). The only thing we did besides walk around Copán Ruinas, eat in good restaurants, sleep, read, and watch movies in our hotel room (namely “I am David” and “Shawshank Redemption”) was visit the Enchanted Wings Butterfly House. … [Read more…]
I’m watching my son mature from a baby into a little boy. It is remarkable how he changes from day to day. I remember when it hit me that each day, he does something new, realizes something new, and that soon he’ll be able to tickle me harder than I tickle him. His most recent … [Read more…]
Rain = Mud on the highway. Doesn’t “Mud on the Highway” sound like it should be a song or something? Maybe I’ll write one? Or maybe Alan Kydd should write one as penance for not starting his blog!
My first as a papa. I spent my day hiking to the beautiful waterfalls at Chilasco with my 11-month-old, 23-lb son on my back for 3 hours. Amber made me delicious pancakes for breakfast and a mysterious dessert for this evening. This was when my papa was the age I am now, back in 1980. … [Read more…]