Gwendolyn Cotterell-Eidukonis was born in April 1964 in Jamaica, West Indies. Her parents, both farmers, lived in the country on a small farmland in a little village called Peace River. Gwendolyn is from a very large family and is the seventh of twelve children. Following her graduation from Bellefield Secondary School, Gwendolyn went to work at a local chocolate manufacturing company as accountant assistant. While there she attended West Indies College part-time and received an associate degree in business administration…..
This picture grabbed my attention as I walked into our kitchen today and saw it on the refrigerator door. It has been sitting there for the last several years but today as I gazed at it, the year 2005 flooded my memory. Steve and I had just gotten engaged and were planning our wedding. We were so happy and so in love with each other! Today, as we look forward to celebrating our eleventh wedding anniversary next month, we are more in…..
Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven (Matthew 18:3 NIV). In the book of Matthew chapter 18, the disciples of Jesus asked Him, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” In response, Jesus called a little child, placed him in the midst of them and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means…..
Can any good thing come out of losing your home and having no other choice but to live in a group home? Can one ever bounce back after sinking so deep in poverty, hopelessness and despair? How does one bounce back after having one’s pride so deeply wounded and one’s head hanging down in shame? Is there any reason to even hope for the future? Oh yes, there is! There are a million reasons to hope for a future filled with…..
I was totally unprepared and very devastated when I learned of my firstborn’s special needs. I didn’t know how to take care of a child with Down syndrome and a heart disease and I ached for her and what she would endure in life as a result of her disability. Despite her diagnosis, I looked at Brenda and saw beauty and perfection. She was a beautiful and precious bundle of joy, a gift from God that was simultaneously bitter and…..