Raymond is a retired clergyman and teacher from Melville. As the spiritual column's author, he seeks to offer readers some humorous and serious thoughts about daily life and the Christian faith. He describes his column as, "Fast food for thought with biblical dressing." His column appears in three weekly newspapers in Saskatchewan. Further information about Raymond can be easily found at www.accordingtoed.com.
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, has trimmed his New Year’s predictions down to the bare bones. “It used to be that I could sense what the next year would bring, but now the weather, politics,. . .
The Christmas season is intended to bring out the best in us, but a recent Christmas shopping excursion proved the opposite for me. I told Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan about my failure in . . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, was disgusted with the slippery surface of the turf for this year’s Grey Cup Game at the Commonwealth Stadium in Edmonton. He had a twenty-dollar bet that the . . .
“You have always had a habit of squawking about things that don’t matter,” Ed said yesterday. Everybody replaces a dead battery, doctors a sick pet if they have one, and has found an income source . . .
I told Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, that my memory is not hunky dory anymore. I gave a wrong answer when leading Bible study last Sunday and was hung out to dry with a quick correction. It. . .
I asked Ed yesterday if he could remember the last name of a fellow we both knew in Melville. The fellow had a wife named Ruth and his first name was Gene, but their last name was not anywhere near. . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, knows I waste too much time browsing the listings of houses for sale. Most sensible people are only interested in homes for sale if they are in the market to . . .
“The baby did not like the touch of my cold hand on his head,” I told Ed yesterday. In our Sunday service, I administered the sacrament of Holy Baptism to a month-old baby boy. In the sacrament, I . . .
In our good old summertime here, it has been too hot to work or exercise or sleep. Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, feels they have been having warmer weather in his province than we are here.. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, got an ear full when he asked about my progress in painting rooms in our condo. I was wound up because, “In the bathroom, the edge of the white ceiling got . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, says if the shoe fits don’t wear it. He is telling everyone Meghan Markle should not have put her foot into Cinderella’s slipper. As the Duchess of Sussex, . . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, considers every day alike. He rejects going to church on Sunday as he sees Sunday as no more sacred than any other day. My old neighbour has lots of people who. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, is getting busier on his farm and complaining that company always comes when you don’t have time to visit. Ed learned family from Edmonton was coming for the. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, makes light of bus trips for seniors. I told him we had just returned from a seniors’ bus excursion to Victoria. When Ed heard it was not a trip to a casino . . .
“Better not go unless you check base with your family in Edmonton,” I warned Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan. Ed had already told Ruby, his wife, that they were going to Edmonton for Easter.. . .
“Wrong way Sam, that is what we called the hired hand,” Ed told me yesterday. My old neighbour from Saskatchewan was complaining that things are going the wrong way in the province and the country.. . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, wanted to know when he called last if I would like to contribute five hundred dollars towards his purchase of a new boat and motor. He assured me that I could . . .
“Those in life who complain, and blame, are always ready to take a bite out of us,” I told Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan. “With some folks, no matter what you have done or failed to do, they. . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, called Saturday to find out how my team did in our local bonspiel. I was at the banquet to end the event when he called, so I did not talk to Ed. I would not . . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, says that it looks like the big cash crop of the future will be growing marijuana. He thinks the fields of canola, grains, beans, hay, etc. in his breadbasket . . .
According to Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, if I get another tooth pulled out I’ll be a toothless, old horse ready for the glue factory. Why did I mention to Ed about having my tooth pulled . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, wanted to tell me that there was no joy when it came to his bank account. He withdrew money for his children and grandchildren because they like to have cash. . .
“It is just a phase that happens to senior citizens,” I told Ed, my old neighbour, who called from Melville yesterday. The wife had answered the phone and had told Ed that I was crankier than usual. . .
“You have no one to blame but yourself, so suck it up,” is a favourite saying of Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan. Behind his, “serves you right attitude,” is a big heart ready to help when . . .
“How many times do you expect me to forgive you?” Ed asked me. I had said to him, “Forgive me for saying this, but the Saskatchewan Roughriders need a good deal more fine tuning this season.” I had. . .
“Don’t tell me that you are still enjoying the drudgery of gardening? By this time of the year, you should be glad that frost may strike and start shutting your garden down,” Ed said when he called. . .
“It is both day and night, that we keep smoking more and enjoying it less,” I told Ed when he called yesterday. Smoke from forest fires has spread to our area of our province, and it doesn't want . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, claims that being stranded in the field is like having your eyes full of sand and both arms twisted behind your back. You can’t see straight or get untangled. . .
Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, has been searching for a part for his vintage grain truck, and he says that it is like trying to find a hidden treasure. Every year as harvest begins to appear. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, is seldom at a loss for words. He would rather give you a gallon of words than a spoonful. Ed says that we have free speech in this country, and that means . . .
“It is the dog days of summer here,” I told Ed, my old neighbour, when he called yesterday. The hottest most uncomfortable part of summer has hit us here in B.C. which I call the dog days of summer. . .
Technology cuts distance down to as close as your computer screen. Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan, has become a great fan of pictures by way of his wife’s computer from here in Chilliwack to . . .
“Who can keep their head above water, once they have seen their tax bill?” my old neighbour said. He phoned yesterday, and I had told him that there was nothing new our way except our tax bill had. . .
“I’m looking for an opening for an appointment at my doctor’s office, to get my knees checked out,” I told Ed, my old neighbour, last week. “I have one knee that buckles on me, all too regularly. . . .
It was not my best day ever when I phoned Ed, my old neighbour in Saskatchewan. Ruby, Ed's wife, answered the phone because Ed was out at the farm. Talking to Ruby, I realized she had been married . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, is not one to shy away from talking about politics. I mentioned to Ed that we would be having a provincial election soon in B.C. My old neighbour reminded me. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, was surprised we are planning a whistle stop in Melville the last part of April. I told him he had enough notice to get himself motivated to welcome us since. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, and I had another of our differences of opinion. It sure doesn’t take much to get us on opposite sides of the fence. People are good at disagreeing with each. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, had a laugh at my expense when he heard we were snowbound again. It’s the hird time this winter our city has been shut down by massive amounts of snow. Even . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, found himself on the wrong end of some petty insults and lies last week. A friend shared the insults and the falsehoods he had heard about Ed. Ed thought his. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, has started the new year off on the wrong foot. “It’s not hard to get in trouble without trying,” Ed claimed over Skype. “My intentions were innocent, but I . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, is not a big fan of Christmas. Being very reluctant to part with any of his money, the Christmas season cramps Ed’s determination to be tightfisted. Buying . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, was still cranky from a bout of the flu and cold yesterday. Thankfully, his cold and flu had gone away, but not all of his grumpiness had disappeared. Being . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, has a saying that no one gets any farther in life than the good, the bad and the ugly. For farmers, if the harvest is good, the price of grain may be bad, or. . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, has been curling since he was 12 years old. Curling is now like second nature to him. His actions in the sport are automatic in their execution. He does not . . .
Sometimes we lose track of friends. Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, has been focused on his harvest and I have been involved with some extra activities myself. When we did talk yesterday, . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, phoned last week with the sudden news he was going to be visiting us in two days. We were pretty excited and straightened up the condo for his visit. Ed was . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, told me his cousin Larry arrived for a visit from Edmonton last weekend. He said his cousin kept his nose so high in the air his small brain lacked oxygen. . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, called yesterday when I wasn’t in the apartment. The wife said that I would probably be back after about an hour or two as I was gardening. My old neighbour . . .
Ed, my old neighbour from Saskatchewan, usually has no connection to Facebook. Sadly, his wife Ruby has become addicted to that social media site. Last week, a friend put some pictures of the wife . . .