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I can remember the first couple of churches Wendy and I planted, back in the ninties. When Victory came into town we were viewed with great suspicion by other existing churches.

As we were sharing communion the other day I began reflecting on the goodness of God. It occurred to me that there are a lot of things I CAN’T do with God’s grace and goodness.

My grandfather was a real pioneer. Along with his father and brothers, he moved out to the plains of west-central Saskatchewan in 1905. They took the train to Coleville, then loaded everything they owned in a horse-drawn wagon and rumbled another 40 odd miles out across the empty prairie grasslands until they reached their legal homestead.