My wife always asserted that there were ghosts in our house in Canada based on a few weird things; the stereo volume would randomly shoot through the roof (it would just turn way up), the doors on our cars in the garage would randomly lock and closet doors that we would firmly shut would randomly pop open. To name a few oddities.

To me, the existence of ghosts is something I was skeptical of due to my very pragmatic – even orthodox – Christian Reformed upbringing. But as I thought about it – I started to wonder why couldn’t they exist?

After all, the bible confirms the existence of demons in the chapter where Jesus casts out the demons and sends them into a herd of swine. So it is a simply extrapolation that if you believe in the Bible, then these things still exist today.

During the sale of our house, three very creepy things happened:

  • While we were packing up the house, an old woman came up and started talking to the movers about the ghost who lives in the house. They told me a day later.
  • One couple came into the house and their daughter said ‘There is a ghost in this house, but he/she is a nice ghost’ (I don’t remember if she called it a he or she)
  • I just found this out. Our house sat for sale for 5 months. Our real estate agent, who was becoming increasingly irritated (and had talked about the ghost thing) decided to bury a statue of St. Joseph because of the following folklore:

Burying a small statue of Saint Joseph on a piece of real estate for sale is reputed to enlist the saint’s assistance in finding a buyer.[34] Some versions require the statue to be buried upside down. Some believe that the saint’s statue should be disinterred once the house sells, to avoid the property repeatedly changing hands; others leave the buried statue in hopes that Saint Joseph will continue to protect the property.[35]

Our real estate agent buried the statue and 1 week later there was a showing, 2nd showing the week after and 3 weeks later it was sold.

Hocus pocus? Nonsense? Who knows. It is a big world out there with many mysteries. Too often we close our minds to the fact that anything is possible. Science cannot explain it all. After all, think of a nuclear power – a single atom powering entire cities.

Anything is possible.



On our vacation I dialled down the business reading due to our busier than usual schedule (we are more of a hang on the beach family than a ‘see the sites’ family). I also needed to relax and recharge. I did read a couple great bubble gum for the brain books NEXT and Neverwhere. I personally love Michael Chrichton books – they read like a fast paced movie (and often get turned into movies).

I also read a book by the author of Tuesdays with Morrie  – The Five People You Will Meet in Heaven.

A book that made me think and as the other, was touching. In the fast paced world, it is good to stop and contemplate. One chapter was particularly poignant when the central character comes face to face with his family burden and a bad relationship with his long dead father:

Ruby stepped toward him "Edward" she said softly. It was the first time she had called him by name. "Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves’

"Forgive Edward. Forgive. Do you remember the lightness you felt when you first arrived in heaven?"

Eddie did. Where is my pain?

"That’s because no one is born with anger. And when we die, the soul is freed of it. But now, here, in order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did, and why you no longer need to feel it."

She touched his hand.

"You need to forgive your father."

Thought provoking … a great book.