Stuff, Stuff, Stuff by Maureen Denis
Give thanks with us as we settle into our new home which is just across the yard, literally, from our old one. The word used by us and most of our friends about this house is “light.” “It is so filled with light.”
They mean natural light, but I hope that some detect another Light which we pray welcomes all who come to us.
In connection with our moving, and also with the fact that the word from the local directors’ meetings in Combermere last year was “poverty,” “culling” has been our word for the past nine months.
It is a seemingly simple