Snow Days


Hello friends.  Since my word announcement of Laughter. I’ve been deep in poetry assignments.. and snow! Kelowna experienced its first snow day in 35 years and biggest snowfall in 78 years.

Here’s my Facebook status on the snow day.

‘Attempted to reverse car off drive this morning. Hero neighbor arrived with monster shovel to remove even more snow. Tyres kept on spinning. Neighbor tried again to reverse my car… No joy. All kids out of the car to push. Still won’t budge. Then … After 15 minutes and the children now late for school. I discreetly took off the parking brake (handbrake) and away we went… When I said laughter was my word this year. That includes at myself!

IMG_0502Oh I laughed…

Sledding, igloo building and general play was high priority as the kids got a couple of days added to their Christmas holidays.


DSC06227Josiah and Emily enjoying their new home.

Alongside this, Phil and I enjoyed the snowshoe trails up at Big White. Love snowshoeing! What a great workout too – notching up my 10,000 steps daily goal on my new Fitbit.


I write from Big White where we are staying for the weekend to celebrate Emily and Jessica’s 16th birthday! 16! When I say ‘we’ that’s me and 10 teens.

IMG_0555On the way to Big White.

I’ll end this snowy snippet with this from John Ortberg’s book ‘Soul Keeping

Farmers in the Midwest used to run a rope from their house to the barn at the first sight of a blizzard. They knew stories of people who had died in their own yards during a whiteout because they couldn’t find their way home. Parker Palmer writes in ‘ that the ‘blizzard of the world’ is the fear and frenzy and deceit and indifference to the suffering of others that separates us from our own souls and our moral bearings. What we need, he said, is a rope from the back door to the barn so we can find our way home again. ‘When we catch sight of the soul, we can survive the blizzard without losing our hope or our way’. 

With God as our rope. What or who is helping us to hold on? It might be a person who ensures we don’t wander, a practice of prayer, exercise or journaling. It might be therapy. Or solitude. It might be a place. Or even (if you’re like me) all of the above.

What matters is that there is a rope and we’re all holding on to find our way home. Our true home.

Have a great week. Whatever the weather.

Love, Michelle x

Ps. Lookout for the ‘prophetic mashup 2015’ on the blog this week.

I Dare You.

Five minute Friday – Word prompt DARE


Josiah John,

You are 8!

I looked at pics from this past year. WOW.

I saw you….

Hiking Revelstoke.


Skiing Big White.


Fishing in Kedelston.


Water skiing and tubing on Kalamalka Lake.

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Planting seeds


Walking with Mommy


Kicking soccer balls.


Visiting museums


Concentrating on art


Walking English paths


Dancing with Nanny



Swimming in a Glacier Lake.

Watching endless Dr Who with Dad,

Reading many books,

Asking many questions,

Cliff jumping into cold creeks,

Flying on planes,

Did I mention asking many questions?

I saw you…

Living and loving life well.


I dare you to pursue adventure and life,

Most of all I dare you to know the very best God has for you – to know who God has created you to be.

….I know how you love dares!

Here’s to being 8!

Love from your biggest fans.


Mommy, Daddy, Em, Jess, Bella xx

…and the rest of your lovely fam

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Today, January 13th 2014, Emily and Jessica are 15!

Happy Birthday beautiful girls – I remember being 15 and thinking I knew it all. Honestly, really believing it. I was so sure that I could leave school at 16 and rule the world.

I was also reminded on the way to school today that the twins are one year away from driving (*insert nervous laughter*).

Birthdays! On the way to school Jess asked me ‘Why are you so excited about our birthday Mom?’                                        I said this… give or take a few words.

“Birthdays need to be celebrated. I think it is more important to celebrate a birthday than a successful exam, a promotion, or a victory. Because to celebrate a birthday means to say to someone: ‘thank you for being you.’ Celebrating a birthday is exalting life and being glad for it. On a birthday we do not say: ‘thanks for what you did, or said, nor accomplished.’ No, we say: ‘Thanks you for being born and being among us.’ On birthdays we celebrate the present. We do not complain about what happened or speculate about what will happen, but we lift someone up and let everyone say, ‘We love you.’…Celebrating a birthday reminds us of the goodness of life, and in this spirit we really need to celebrate people’s birthdays every day, by showing gratitude, kindness, forgiveness, gentleness, and affection. These are ways of saying: ‘It’s good that you are alive; it’s good that you are walking with me on this earth. Let’s be glad and rejoice…” Henri Nouwen, Here and Now.

So girls as we enter into this important year.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I pray you will know how much you are loved unconditionally, by us and more importantly by God. I pray you will look in the mirror of your soul and see beauty by God’s standards. I pray you will know the knowledge of God singing over you. I pray you will learn to hear His voice – and respond. Know that you are called, unique and gifted. Know that you have God given purpose and destiny. I thank you God for amazing mentors around you both. I thank God that He has entrusted us with you. I thank God for you!

And for me Lord…as you see, this parenting is not ever, I mean, not always easy. Help me to respond not react. To know daily that Emily and Jessica are not ‘teen me’ (phew). Teach me that yolo’s are a gift, and one that I could use a little more often.  That taxi-ing all over town, all the time, to many different friends, is also a gift. Lord, give me wisdom. I will be praying this a lot… Amen. Did I mention wisdom?

Love you girls,

Momma xoxo

Ps. Don’t forget the letter I wrote to here!

Saturday Soup 4: Wear Love.

This week was birthday week for the Collins men.

I whisked Phil away for a night to the Sparkling Hills Resort in Vernon (of course a night feels like a week in parenting years.)

Seriously, what’s not to love about Sparkling Hills?



Beautiful food, stunning views and cleansing spas.

Coolness of waterfalls. Warmth of fireplaces. 3.5 million Swarovski crystals in virtually every element of the property, many crystals have a permanent coating know as AB, this gives off the rainbow effect as they emanate light and color every where you turn.


Rainbows of living colour.

Hiding in our own Aurora Borealis.

A tiny glimpse of paradise? 

Allow me to share a couple of things I learned:

*European hour doesn’t mean you have to be European to attend. ‘Oh, Hi pastor Phil’

*Just because there’s a gorgeous bath for two in the window… Doesn’t mean the windows are tinted.

You’re welcome.

I love to celebrate birthdays. Henri Nouwen wrote this.

‘Celebrating a birthday reminds us of the goodness of life, and in this spirit we really need to celebrate people’s birthdays every day, by showing gratitude, kindness, forgiveness, gentleness, and affection. These are ways of saying: ‘It’s good that you are alive; it’s good that you are walking with me on earth. Let’s be glad and rejoice. This is the day that God has made for us to be and to be together.’

As we return from Sparkling Hills to foggy trails we celebrate Josiah’s 7th birthday.


Energyplex noise, so many toys, and a bunch of handsome boys!


And yes… ‘Show me the boy at 7 and I will show you the man’.

In 2024, lookout for the man who is a great friend. Understands women.  Who has no fear. Continually questions …and is the best hugger. Yep. Josiah will be that man.

Back to that permanent coat to reflect color…

I’ve been meditating on this verse.

‘So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It’s your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it.’ Colossians 3:14

Don’t you think by choosing to wear this new wardrobe we reflect God and his promises?

Have a great week.

Wear love, it looks good on you 😉

Michelle xoxo