Smudgy Memories


MandyWritten By: Mandy Lawrence-Hill

Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus. (1 Thessalonians 5:18)

Motherhood is one of those privileges that offers a mixed bag of emotions. I was thinking about this recently as I recalled an experience I had a couple of years ago.

I watched the excitement on my two-year-old son’s face as he smeared his adorable little handprint…..all over my freshly Windex’d window. How quickly we lose sight of the many reasons we have to give thanks— when something doesn’t go as perfectly as we had envisioned!!

Nooooo!” I said as I watched my efforts fade away into a smudged mess. As quickly as I said it, he turned and walked toward me offering me a tender hug of apology. Afterward he returned to his fresh canvas and continued to make the window ‘his own’.

As I watched Spencer completely discount the work I put into making my window sparkle….I couldn’t help but sit back and thank God for his precious life and his incredibly adorable smile! As I observed from my spot on the couch, I realized just how proud he was of this ‘mess’ he was making! He was bursting with pride as he’d look from the window to me, summoning my approval! I walked over and sat beside him and played along filling his little heart to the brim. “Mommmmmy” he’d say, pointing to our works of art.

Sisters, when those fingerprints start to fade away, I don’t want to look back and regret wasting so much time trying to wash them away! I want to embrace each moment, each smudge, each smile and tuck them all away in my heart.

My daughter brought home a Christmas ornament from school a few years ago with this beautifully fitting poem tucked inside:

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small,
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But everyday I am growing,
-I’ll be grown up someday,
And all these tiny handprints
Will simply fade away.
So here’s a little handprint
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

Yes, motherhood is a mixed bag of emotions! Some days that bag is overflowing 🙂 But, even on the hardest of days, I want to be found thanking and praising my God for every single moment.

Thank You, Jesus, for the the precious lives that You have aligned with mine. Thank You for every smile, every finger smudge, every tender hug. I pray that we will always give thanks; in all of our circumstances. I am overwhelmed by Your love and the many blessings You have given to me— thanks doesn’t even begin to cut it! I love you so much, Jesus, amen!

Always Beginning Again

IMG_0015Written by: Marisa Aud

Hello Beautiful! Welcome to another bright & bushy Monday, because that’s just what it typically is; painfully bright and awkwardly bushy. This isn’t your first Monday of course, but it’s your first Monday with me and I’m excited for the journey we are about take.

One of my favorite things in life is getting pumped-up with people on their journey towards love, health, motherhood, and new adventures of all kinds. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not all glitter and sunshine; I can get down with the baddest of blues, but if something good is happening for you lady, you best be believin’ that I am gonna high five you all the way to the top!

Sometimes, I forget to live in the moment and celebrate the precious, beautiful, barely-there miracles – so I’m sure-as-heck not gonna let you do the same.

Cheering people on is what I love to do and here’s why; on my saddest, loneliest, crumbs-in-every-corner Monday, I would’ve loved for someone to cheer me on and tell me that I was normal, that my mothering was brilliant, and that the fight for peace was well-worth it. Also, it would not have hurt if someone would’ve reminded me that exercising does indeed make a difference and that there is, in fact, life beyond Kraft Dinner and cold chicken nuggets. Can I get an AMEN?! So why are Mondays so tough for us? Well here’s my take on it…

For those of us crawling back into office on Monday, you know that leftover-to-do list from last week is waiting for you, not to mention the myriad of emergencies that happened over the weekend.

For SAHMs (Stay at Home Mommies), Monday is the day when everything goes deafeningly silent, the laundry piles are taller than our offspring and the kids are shockingly cranky.

For those in ministry, Mondays are the day you mentally drag yourself back through your time at church; how many people did I give hugs to, who did I miss, did I pray for enough people and did my breath stink whilst doing so?
Monday is universally a difficult day.

So, what does a lady who wants to stay motivated do in the throws of the Monday doldrums?

We decide together, here and now, that Mondays from hence-forth are our opportunity to consciously and prayerfully cheer a sister on towards her weekend, her to-do list, her scary new hair cut, health plan or difficult conversation. True, we are exhausted mentally, physically, spiritually, romantically, metaphorically, aaaaand figuratively, but that just means that we are gonna require some powerful resurrection sauce; dang straight we are.

In Matthew 28, Luke 24 and John 20 we read the account of the Mary who went to visit Jesus’ tomb on the first day of week. When she arrived at the tomb there was no earthly explanation for what she saw; the stone had been rolled away! And her Savior appeared to her, but at first she didn’t even recognize Him. Mary assumed He was the Cemetery Gardener. But once Mary’s eye were opened she unofficially became the first Evangelist of the Christian Church.

How undeniably awesome is that?

If you were Mary and you found an empty tomb on Sunday wouldn’t Monday be the most exciting day of your week? The day you just couldn’t wait to get started on?

Mondays were never meant to be a burial day, friend, but a day of celebrating resurrection; you and I get a chance to begin again and spread some excitement! How awesome is that?

As His Daughters, we get to be carriers of His presence to so many who have lost sight or simply never known this mighty Resurrection power. I’m excited to challenge you every week to remember what Mondays really mean.

I want you to begin to believe with me again; that the very same power that raised Christ Jesus from the dead is the same power that dwells within you. Through the power of the promised Holy Spirit you are able to tear down strongholds, vain expectations, and the nagging fear of never being enough. God has good things in store for you sister.

Will you let me cheer you on as you begin your week again?
xo Maud

How Does An Online Book Study Work?

I have received multiple inquiries this week as we approach the start of our Online Summer Book Study on how a book study like this actually works.

I hope these FAQ’s will help with your questions 🙂

Q: Do I need to commit to certain times?
A: No. Our study is crafted in a way that leaves room for flexibility. We understand that not everyone is available at the same time of the day and we also recognize that most people have a certain time of day that works best for them when working on their spiritual growth (…and maybe even a special place in which to do it in.) We want to encourage you to read the book, participate in discussions and journal any thoughts or revelations that you may have at a time that works best for you.

Q: What do I need in order to participate?
A: You will need the book God Is Able by Priscilla Shirer, the internet and a device to acquire our daily online study material (found on our website:, paper & a pen (for note taking) and a heart that desires spiritual growth.

Q: What are the fees for the Online Book Study?
We are happy to offer you participation in our study at no cost. FREE.

Q: It seems like a lot? What if I fall behind?
A: One of the beautiful things about a study like this is that you can choose to participate in whatever you wish. There will be discussion questions for you to participate in every day right on the website— you can join in whenever you wish, or not at all. There will be some extra fun things in our study group (on Facebook) during the week and we encourage you to join in and make some new friends and get to know the other ladies doing the study— but it is not required. And we have divided the book up into six sections to make studying more manageable for time.

Q: So…how exactly does it work?
A: Every Monday morning at (our website) there will be a teaching post from our Director of Online Book Studies; Doretta Zinck. It is here that Doretta will highlight the week’s reading schedule as well as key points to remember from the chapter(s) being covered. Doretta will also have a few discussion questions at the end of her post to start some dialog within our online community of ladies. Tuesday-Sunday, our regular writers will also be sharing thoughts on that week’s readings and will pose an additional question for contemplation and discussion at the end of their post. In addition to our weekly readings we have a private Facebook study group ( where we will socialize and nurture friendships by means of icebreakers, discussion questions, worshipping together and praying together, to name a few.

I hope that this email helps you better understand what our summer together will look like! If you haven’t signed up for our study yet, I encourage you to do so!

Much love,
Mandy Lawrence-Hill
for Team WAHD



{Ministry Mom} Worth More Than Diamonds

MandyWritten by: Mandy Lawrence-Hill

….worth far more than diamonds. (Proverbs 31:10 MSG)

The definition of worth is: “the level at which someone or something deserves to be valued or rated.

Our culture is insistent that we find our ‘worth’ in various ways. Where do you find your worth?

Do you find worth in your education? Perhaps you have a degree or two from a prominent university, framed and boldly centered on your office wall. Do you find your worth in your job? Maybe you’ve climbed the ladder and have worked REALLY hard to earn the position you possess today. Do you find your worth in a growing platform? Maybe you have double the number of fans on Facebook or Twitter as your competitors. Do you find your worth in your family? I’ll bet you are pretty proud of the hard-working husband and beautiful children you call your own. What about a car? A boat? Your hair? Your home? Your passion? Your talent? Your ministry? (Ouch)

Now, what if the very thing in which you found your worth was stripped away. Would you still be worthy?

What if you have none of these things? Does that make you worthless?

1 Peter 1: 3-7 says this: God has something stored up for you in heaven, where it will never decay or be ruined or disappear. You have faith in God, whose power will protect you until the last day. Then he will save you, just as he has always planned to do. On that day you will be glad, even if you have to go through many hard trials for a while. Your faith will be like gold that has been tested in a fire. And these trials will prove that your faith is worth much more than gold that can be destroyed. They will show that you will be given praise and honor and glory when Jesus Christ returns. (CEV)

Worth has nothing to do with anything you can possess or obtain in the physical sense. Nothing you can buy, earn or create on this earth will increase or decrease your worth. The value you feel in any of the things I mentioned above, or anything else other than God Himself will soon fade away.

It is only when you put your hope and faith in God, without reservation, without holding back, that your worth is far greater than diamonds, my friend.

Don’t settle for anything less.

{Father’s Day Event} 525,600 Minutes


Written by: Mandy Lawrence-Hill

A tribute to my husband, Nathan Hill, the amazing Daddy of our four treasures.

During the long, agonizing years we spent trying to conquer fertility issues, I often wondered what my husband would be like as a Daddy. I daydreamed about being pregnant and how he would be during the labor and delivery processes. Most of all, I wondered what he would do— how he would react, when the doctor placed a brand new baby into his arms for the very first time— our baby.

525,600 is the number of minutes that are in one year. As I mentioned above we had difficulty conceiving. It turns out our patience was tested and over two million minutes passed between the moment my hubby and I decided to start a family— and the moment that we held our firstborn in our arms. That is a lot of time when you are passionately waiting for something to happen.

I remember the day our son Ben entered the world, so vividly. Watching the nurse hand my husband our first little one, this little man that was a piece of each of us, was maybe the very best moment of my whole life.

Most certainly worth the long wait.


About five million minutes have passed since we began this journey called parenthood, and I can say without reservation that my husband has proven to be one of the best dads that I know. Not only does he care immeasurably for our four children, he loves them fiercely, and he extends more patience than most people are capable of.

My husband, my kids Daddy, embraces every moment he has with our children and makes every effort to be intentional with his time with them. Time is fleeting and is often the very thing we take most for granted.

A few years ago my husband purposed we set aside every Tuesday (for date night) and every Friday (for family night). Aside from the fact that he prioritized these weekly events in our budget, the greatest gift my husband has ever given myself or his children is the gift of his time. We never wonder about the next time we will get to spend with him because he is consistent and devoted to each one of us.

While so many of us are wishing time away in anticipation for something great to arrive or an event to take place, or while others are griping away that time stands still, I hope that you’ll be inspired by my husbands intentionality and simply enjoy every single minute that you have with your children. With your loved ones.

Time is truly an invaluable gift.

525,600 is the number of minutes that are in one year. How will you spend your minutes?


Mandy is the founder of the ministry blog We are His daughters and thoroughly enjoys writing and providing leadership to this ministry. Mandy is an imperfect work in progress! She loves the Lord with her whole heart and counts it her biggest privilege to serve Him in ministry however He leads. Born and raised in Nova Scotia, she now resides in southern Ontario with her family. She has been married to her handsome husband Nathan for 11 years and together they have served in ministry for the entirety of their marriage. Nathan & Mandy have four beautiful children; Benjamin, Sophia; Spencer & Grayson. Mandy is passionate about singing, worship leading and music. She loves reading, writing, taking pictures, studying the bible and sipping salted caramel mocha’s at Starbucks while chatting with a friend! She strives to be tidier, more organized (yes, she is a little compulsive!), a little more Martha Stewart-esque, and a little less ‘unglued’. Most of all she seeks to be holier and to love God through serving her family and her community.


{Father’s Day Event} A Tribute to Bill Lawrence

MG_7236Written by: Suzanne Lawrence

“Why My Husband Bill is the Best Dad!”

Dear Bill,

You are an incredible, Dad. You are honest, loving, kind, tender-hearted, protective, gentle, intelligent, witty, responsible and respectful to name a few. You have given so much to our girls, but there are four gifts that really stand out amongst the rest.

Gift Number One: A Godly Example
You have lived a life completely devoted to God in front of your children. You have prayed with them, taught them about God and ensured they were in church each Sunday. You have not only talked the talk, but you have also walked the walk. Thank you for being such a Godly example to our girls.

Proverbs 22:6Train up a child in the way they should go, and when they are old they will not depart from it.

Gift Number Two: Unconditional Love
You have shown so much love to our girls — unconditional love! Your love has always been consistent. You have disciplined them when needed, but they always knew your decision to discipline them was simply because you loved them dearly. You have always listened and never judged, but when asked for help have spoken Godly direction into their lives. Thank you for your unconditional love for our girls.

Gift Number Three: Time
You have given so much of your time, freely and willingly, over and over again — even when you have been in so much pain, you still give. I remember when the girls were younger— how every Saturday you would rotate taking them out on a date for a drink of chocolate milk or ice cream. Those were some very special times between you and your daughters. I know that our girls will always hold those times with you close to their hearts. “Time spent with family is worth every second!” Thank you for all the time you have given so freely and willingly to our family.

Gift Number Four: Respect
You have shown so much respect for me, their mother. You have honoured me on many occasions and I appreciate that so much. I am personally so very thankful for this gift. So many husbands disrespect their wives in front of their children. But, not you. You have shown our girls a true example of a Godly husband and for that, I thank you.

You are an amazing father. As one of your granddaughters recently drew in a piece of artwork for you “Papa, you are worth more than a pot of gold!” You truly are worth more to all of us than a pot of gold. Thank you for being one of the best Dad’s ever. I love you and I am very proud to call you my husband.

Love you,


Suzanne Lawrence , lives in Hubley, N.S., with Bill; her best friend and husband, of 33 ½ years. She has 2 beautiful daughters who are married to great guys and together in total have 8 amazing grandchildren. She enjoys her work at a salon, in an assisted living complex in Bedford, N.S. She ejoys encouraging people by cards or phone calls. She loves to cook, bake, clean and do laundry. She loves to serve her family in any way possible, because charity starts at home. She attends Full gospel Church in Kearney Lake and has served God since the age of 12.

{Ministry Mom} Mom, Put Your Oxygen Mask On First

AshleyWritten by: Ashley Sigrest

One of the easiest ways the enemy wears down a mom is to plague her with guilt. As moms we feel guilty for things we haven’t even done. Just thinking about doing something for ourselves can engulf us into feelings of doubt and worry.

We think about having a girls’ night with our friends and before we can get too excited we immediately think about all the ways our husbands won’t do things our way and shut the idea down. We desire to be healthier, but somehow rationalize that one hour at the gym childcare will cause abandonment issues for our kids.

Moms, mommas, mommies, STOP! This guilt is not from God. Especially fictional guilt. Mom guilt can be a heavy burden to carry, but Jesus said His burden is light. What you’re feeling is not from Him. Channel your inner-Elsa and LET IT GO!

I was reminded the other day that flight attendants tell us that in case of emergency, one should put on their oxygen mask first before helping others. This reason is simple. If you can’t breathe you can’t help others. Most moms have this natural nurturer inside that seeks to serve and care for others. We have somehow misconstrued the idea to mean we have to put our needs last …or never. We get so busy with serving our families and other ministries that we get overwhelmed, depressed, and covered in feelings of anxiety.

Take a deep breath sweet sister and put on your oxygen mask. Grab a coffee with a friend, take a long bubble bath, or plan that getaway with your husband. Making yourself a priority once in a while isn’t a sin. It’ll help you be a better mom!

If we allow ourselves to be burdened with mom-guilt all the time then we will never be the moms God called us to be. Our anxieties and frustrations will eventually leak over to our children. We will start losing our tempers more often, our patience will cease to exist, and exhaustion will take over in every area of our lives. We will get to a point that we are of no good to anyone because we can’t breathe. We start suffocating.

Put your oxygen mask on first.

In John 10:10 Jesus says, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.

Being a mom doesn’t change this. Your identity isn’t found in your kids or how good of a mom you think you are. Your identity is in Christ. He wants us to live satisfied and abundant lives. To enjoy the precious blessings He has gifted us with. Don’t let the enemy steal your joy as a mom and give you a false sense of self and a false reality.

When you take time to properly care for yourself, you will be refreshed and revived to properly care for your kids. About five years ago we had to have our foundation repaired and we had to move into a small room for six weeks. My boys were 4 months, almost 3 years old, and my oldest had just turned 5. Being in that tiny room with three small kids began to suffocate me. There were days I would drop them off at my gym’s childcare for an hour or so just so I could sit outside alone and breathe.

Having that time to myself allowed me to let go of the stress I was in long enough to get back and be there for my kids during that transition. There’s a difference in putting your wants before your kids needs, but making time for yourself isn’t in that category. When you hear the enemy condemning you for taking care of yourself, tell him to leave in Jesus Name and put on your oxygen mask and breathe.

{Ministry Mom} Pray for their Teachers.

Written by: Mandy Hill

Do not be anxious about anything. Instead, in every situation, through prayer and petition with thanksgiving, tell your requests to God. And the peace of God that surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. (‭Philippians‬ ‭4‬:‭6-7‬)

My school aged children are now kindergarten and grade one graduates. How in the world did my babies grow up enough to be heading to grade one and two in the fall? I can’t believe it- the saying proves to be true: “time flies when you’re having fun!

I think back to the days leading up to their first day’s of junior kindergarten. My heart was restless with fears of the unknown. Will they make friends with the other children? Will they be liked? Will their teacher value them like we do, or will they get lost in the mix? Will my children remember their manners and will they be respectful? Will their teacher be friendly and kind? Will they be passionate learners or will they be uninterested in learning?

In hindsight, these are all really silly worries. What was I accomplishing by worrying, anyway?

When my daughter started junior kindergarten, my worries didn’t lessen, they doubled. Now I have two children going to school under the authority of people I barely knew, yet, felt obligated to trust. I spent a lot of time ‘hoping’ my children would fall under the care of reputable educators; men or women who cared enough to see to it that my precious children would strive to reach the very potential God created them for.

In the days that led up to my daughter’s first day of kindergarten and my son’s first day if senior kindergarten, I prayed for peace in sending my children to school. I felt The Lord place it upon my heart to pray for their teachers. Daily I incorporated these women into my prayer time and peace began to fill the places where worry once lived.

As often as they came to my mind, I uttered a prayer for them. God has really blessed the last two years especially. My children have had simply fantastic teachers. These women more than go to work every day to collect an earning, but truly live out a passion for seeing their students grow into their potential; encouraging and supporting them at every success and also at times where more effort is needed to attain a successful outcome.

As I sit here just a few days away from another year’s end, I have been reminiscing over those first few days and am truly in awe of God’s faithfulness to continually supply me with peace as I daily release my children into their teacher’s care.


My daughter in particular simply adores her kindergarten teacher and I believe she was placed into the hands of the best of the best when she walked into Mrs. Doyle’s classroom. What a privilege it has been for me to pray for Mrs. Doyle for the past two years. As an anxious mama, she has been an absolute answer to my prayers.

Friends, PRAY for your children’s teachers. Whether you have a little one who will be starting school in the fall, older children wrapping up their years of grade school, a young adult embarking on a university education….or somewhere in between; PRAY for their educators. Bring them to the throne of grace by name; and God will be faithful.

Jesus, thank You for Your peace. Thank You for Your comfort. Thank You for Your faithfulness. Please bless my children’s teachers and grant them a season of rest during the summer break, bringing them back refreshed and ready to begin again in the fall. In Jesus name, amen.

{"Keeping it Personal" Radio Interview!}

Good afternoon We are His daughters, friends!

About a week ago now Keeping it Personal Radio personality, Teri Johnson, approached our president, Mandy Hill about being a guest on her Thursday afternoon radio show!

With excitement, Mandy agreed to share a bit about her faith journey and touch on some of the unexpected circumstances that she has faced in her life so far.


We would be so honoured if you would join Mandy and Teri at KIPRadio!

Have a wonderful day, friends!


{Father's Day Special Event} Blessings for Our Kids.

Written by: Rev. Nathan Hill

Just over four years ago I wrote an article called “Blessings for Our Kids.” In that article I reflected on the significance of the verbal blessings that are passed from one generation to another in the Old Testament of the Bible. For example, Isaac blesses Jacob prior to his death and Moses shares pivotal words with Joshua when he hands over the task of leadership. Bearing this in mind, how does this notion of blessings for our kids pertain to our present culture?

Every time I think about this topic I have a somewhat morbid mental image of my aged self lying in a hospital bed and requesting some time alone with each of my children to pass the mantle of family and faith on to them and thus to the next generation. Then I realize that there is no need to wait until that moment to speak prayers and blessings of encouragement for our children. All milestones in life are opportunities for significant moments to occur much like the Isaac-Jacob and Moses-Joshua moments. The moment our children are born, when they begin school, when they graduate, their marriage, their children, when they become grandparents…and ultimately the moment when they will have carry on life without us and become the matriarchs and patriarchs of our family.

In the four years that have passed since I wrote the initial post my family has changed significantly—my two oldest kids have grown and started school, and we have added two young kids to the mix! So, with that being said, let me give you a glimpse into the thoughts and blessings that I have in mind for my kids right now.

Benjamin: Your name means “right hand of the father” and you are certainly my right hand in so many ways—I haven’t mowed the lawn without you since you were two! You have made life happier and more complete than I ever imagined. I’ve told you many times that God has blessed you with a silly side and with lots of words. Embrace your design, but also never stop pursuing self-discipline—your wealth of words will mean the most when they are shared with God’s timing. I love the way you talk with me about your faith in God and always try to learn more. I also love the soft heart that you have, one that looks out for those who are hurting. You are already a capable and strong influence in our family and on your brothers and sisters and I love you deeper than the ocean and taller than the mountains, my eldest son Benjamin.

Sophia: Your name means ‘wisdom’ and this was no accident; you are a wealth of intellect that is already being recognized by your teachers and classmates. I pray that you will apply your vast intellect in the most excellent ways—that is the definition of wisdom, and that is your name. You are determined and steady, a trendsetter not just by charisma but also by how you live life every day. I love your snuggles and your smiles, and I love your fierce determination when you have decided to do something. You’ve been pressed, but not crushed; struck down, but not destroyed; you are blessed, and God’s promises are made apparent within you. May the joy of the Lord be your strength and may you always remember God’s work in your life. You are my lovely princess, my eldest daughter Sophia.

Spencer: This is the first time I’ve written a blessing for you, as you were only in our thoughts the last time I penned such words. Your constant happiness and soft/tender heart are the highlight of your personality. Your big brown eyes are so bright with joy and your greetings when I walk through the door are so very enthusiastic. I enjoy watching you grow into a ‘big boy’ and take steps forward that just months ago you were not ready for. I love your manners and your energy—although sometimes it needs to be redirected—and I will always remember our song—“Daddy Love”—and the prayers that we share at bedtime. You will always capture a special place in my heart, my little son and close buddy, Spencer.

Grayson: You’ve just barely begun your time here on earth, but how patient and kind you are to your mom and I. I love your smiles and the way that you embrace my silly songs and even sillier nicknames—Dudley the Dragon-Wagon. You are charting your own course right now, thriving and hitting your own milestones in your own time. You are a delight to have around and it is fun to take you with us still on date nights and church events. I look forward to watching you grow and take your place in our family, my youngest and final child and son, Grayson.

Babies #1 & #2: How confusing it still is to know how to speak of the two of you, babies #1 and #2. We tried out names but have not really used them in recent years. You are the two that we never knew, the two that our other kids never knew. Yet, you were there, that is sure—we have the images and the positive test to prove it. If the two of you were here today you would be older than Spencer, yet younger than Sophia. How fascinating that would be! Your place in our family may not be remembered by many, but I will think of you each time I notice the gap between the older and the younger children in our family—babies #1 and #2, you are that gap, and I will remember your short weeks shared with us.

Pray blessings for your children, continually encourage them in spiritual pursuits, and make sure to leave with them significant moments of wisdom and faith for all the days that they will live after our loving and prayerful direction has passed on.


Nathan is a husband to Mandy, and Daddy to Ben (6) Sophia (5), Spencer (3) and Grayson (infant). Nathan grew up in Nova Scotia but currently resides in Southern Ontario where he is the youth pastor at a local church. He has a B.Sc with first class hours in Microbiology and Immunology from Dalhousie University and a M.Div from Acadia University where he obtained the silver medal in theology. He enjoys reading, writing, teaching and watching legal/crime dramas with his wife on Netflix.