According to Ed

Often It Is A Case Of Both Good News And Bad News I told Ed, my old neighbor in Saskatchewan, that I filled my car up yesterday with gas at 87 cents per liter here in Chilliwack B.C. I assured Ed that…

Fear Not, I Have Seen You Before I told Ed, my old neighbor, yesterday that it is hard to see your face without a mirror, but I limit looking in a mirror to the times I shave. Since we are encouraged to…

Wash Your Hands Often, And Don’t Touch Your Face There are a lot of excuses at my age for not washing my hands. First of all, I haven’t done anything to get my hands dirty. That is because I am old and…

The Crowd Had The Attention Of Pilate Even the powerful like governors know the taste of fear. If Pilate did not allow Jesus to be crucified, there could be a riot. “Wanting to satisfy the crowd, Pilate released Barabbas to them. He…

A Call In The Night Could Be Important And Urgent I was telling Ed, my old neighbor in Saskatchewan, that I heard the phone ringing in the night, but I did not realize it was 4:30 a.m. The ringing phone woke me,…

There Is A Time For Self-Isolation – Keeping Away From Others “I hear you’re having lots of cases of Covid 19 confirmed in British Columbia,” Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, said yesterday when we skyped. “More than we want,” I answered….

A Willingness To Serve Is More Than Doing An Occasional Favor Ed, my old neighbor in Saskatchewan, could always be counted on to do me a favor when we lived next door to each other. It easy to like a neighbor or…

A Smile Can Be Sunshine, And Laughter A Great Medicine Sometimes it seems that there is little reason to smile. That is when I treasure friends like Ed, my old neighbor, because such friends can laugh at themselves and life. Life has…

Lent Is A Unique Time For Private Soul Searching “What is wrong with me?” is a question I hesitate to ask others to answer. Ed, my old neighbor in Saskatchewan, is quick to offer his opinion on what is wrong with me….

Happy Personal Associations With The Past, Or Not Ed, my old neighbor in Saskatchewan, claims that he doesn’t have even one sentimental bone in his body. He said this when he heard that we went to see the off-Broadway musical called “Forever…