Thanksgiving weekend is here. What thoughts do I have to offer? Richard Wagamese, in “Embers,” his book of devotions, tells us that all we truly have are “moments,” precious moments given as gifts by the Creator God. Let’s think about that this Thanksgiving. What we do with our precious moments is up to us….
Thrifting! Last weekend, from my chair in my friend’s basement, I could see nine extra-large reusable bags, heavy with freshly washed and ironed, gently used children’s clothes, lovingly and carefully chosen from thrift shops around the city. My friend, Nancy, always detested shopping. Over the last few years, though, she has found delight shopping for…
Let’s Wear An Orange Shirt. As Canadians, we see ourselves as friendly, nice. It’s painful to accept that in the past our ancestors supported governments that chose evil. From 1831, before Confederation, until 1996, our government established and funded “Indian Residential Schools.” The goal of these schools was to “wipe the Indian out of the…
Wow, I’m thrilled. Tom, too. Our new patio is fabulous. Our Christopher and his Century Landscape team are true artists. The whole process is wonderful. The team cleaned up every day before they left. Christopher asked many questions to ensure he knew and understood our vision. He has captured it totally and then some. This…
Image by Oberholster Venita from Pixabay A Simple Guide for Behaviour My choice for daily Bible reading, is Eugene Peterson’s, “The Message.” Today’s reading is Matthew 7:1-12, a familiar portion of what we call “The Sermon on the Mount. In my Bible the words are underlined and starred telling me this passage has spoken to me…
“You Better Be Right!” Sometimes in my role as clergy, I find myself living and especially, being, the faith that others need. When grief and fear overwhelm us, we want to believe, though it’s hard. God seems far away. I remember declaring my belief in future life with God at the end of a Celebration…
“We need someone to chair this committee, please.” All eyes turn to the floor. Silence echoes around the room. The silent self-talk, “Not me. Not me.” A number of years ago, I wrote a children’s book titled “Elizabeth Gets Her Wings.” Elizabeth, a young angel, wanted her wings immediately, before God’s appointed time. She decided…