The Very Edge of Things
May ends with an out-of-place story. Here we are on the cusp of summer and suddenly with the story of the visit between Mary […]
May ends with an out-of-place story. Here we are on the cusp of summer and suddenly with the story of the visit between Mary […]
Today, I stood in the rainy school playground with a Bangladeshi mum. Like me, she stands there everyday, waiting with a small boy for her […]
Beangirl has started cooking. A few weeks ago, we were at the library and she rummaged around the information section, looking for something new. (Yes, […]
She’s been at the market all day Tuesday and much of Wednesday morning, too. So many things were needed for the meal. And she wanted […]
This wasn’t how she had imagined it. She had imagined this day or a day like today. A day of arrival. A procession. Acclaim. He […]
“The angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favour with God. And now, you will conceive in your womb […]
Inside, you built me.
You pushed back walls, made more room for your own growing.
You demanded foundations, tested them with you concentrating feet.
You stretched up, making rafters of my ribs,
pushing into the tenderness under my heart.
We often complain about how busy we get around Christmas time, but if you read the biblical account in Luke 2, you’ll notice that it […]
There’s a scene near the end when Juno finally tells Bleeker that she loves him – she says that every time she sees him, her baby starts to kick a lot. She thinks that it’s because her own heart starts to thump.
Which made me think about Elizabeth.
[/caption] Deana Weyman-St Andrews King City Ont Perhaps central to any celebration of Christmas is the picture of Mary holding the infant Jesus. Around the […]
With some regret, and some words of thanks, I take my leave, and take on a new challenge as a missionary for the United Methodist Church, U.S.A., to the World Council of Churches in Geneva.