10 Reasons You NEED To Go Travelling

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Travel. The type of travel I'm going to talk about isn't the five star, all inclusive, one week holidays we take with our families. I'm talking about travelling travel. The live out of a back pack, different hostel every few days, new country every week, see the world kind of travel.

There are 7 continents, 5 oceans, 196 countries, 2,469,501 cities, over 600,000 towns, and 7,125,000,000 people in the world. You are one of those seven billion people living in one of those three million towns or cities in one of those 196 countries on one of those seven continents.

If that's not reason enough to persuade you to travel, then perhaps these reasons will;

Supreme Court Rules on "Dying With Dignity"

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Today the Supreme Court of Canada legalized Physician Assisted Suicide (also known as Dying With Dignity). And while much of the nation is cheering, my heart is breaking. There's multiple angles I could take in discussing this extremely controversial topic and just writing this makes me uncomfortable, let alone posting it. For the purpose of keeping this blog post short(er) I'm going to look at this from two different perspective. (A) being what does this say about our faith in God and (B) what does this mean about our progression towards a better discourse concerning mental health.

Bits & Pieces | Fear

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I had the most peculiar of experiences the other day. I had taken my horse for a ride down the road, as I do at least twice a week, when all of the sudden he came to a sliding halt and threw his head in the air. My body flung forward with the change of momentum, as his metal shoes scraped across the concrete road. Immediately he started snorting and had spun around and bolted before I even had the chance to do something. Within two or three leaps he had managed to cover the distance of about 20 meters, right down someone's driveway. At this point he stopped bolting but continued bucking, throwing his hair in the air, spinning, all the while trying to bolt. Sensibly, I saw the best option as dismounting because I figured I either choose to get off then and there or leave it too late and fall off. From the safety of the ground I continued to hold on with all my strength, knowing full well the only place he wanted to go was home. At this point his body had gone rigid and he was shaking from head to tail. If anyone has ever seen a mammoth animal that stands on 4 spindly, awkwardly long legs shake, you know that it looks like they're going to fall over at any moment. He was so terrified I could actually see his heart beating. His snorts were deafening.

I looked around to determine what had caused this abrupt panic in my always calm horse (I kid you not, he's wild in his stall, wild in the ring and field at times, but never is he anything but calm and relaxed on the road). I saw nothing that could have been a threat. So, my knowledge of horses led me to consider the quality of their sense of smell. Yes. It had to be that. My worst nightmare had finally come true. Obviously he smelt a cougar in the bush and we were about to die. It was the only logical explanation I could think of. But as I stood there, on that person's driveway, trying to calm him down, he would not, could not, stop staring at the field across the road. And then I realized what had scared him.