Cradling Humanity
The last week of January 2011 marked an important milestone in the global perspective of my life. This was when I departed Washington, D.C., with […]
Personal Experience
Who’s in the Back of the Boat?
“Stupid wind,” I said, trying hard not to cuss out loud, which is real difficult when you are only 12 years old. “Aaarrrggg,” said Bruno, […]
A Foreign Land
“How can we sing a song in a foreign land?” This extract from Psalm 137 is a cry that most widows would well understand.
Change is Opportunity
Ayeeeeeee! Haaaayahooooo! Blamn, blam, blamidy blamn blamn! Three blonds crested the hill, two running flat out as fast as their short legs could carry them; […]
Fear of Running Out
It may surprise you that generosity is one of the nine fruits of the Spirit listed in Galatians 5:22. If you’re like me, you remember […]
Table Talk
I remember with fondness the Sunday lunchtime con-versations I enjoyed during my first pastorate in North Carolina. It was the regular practice for us to […]
The 40-Acre Poplar Bush
On our farm, the story begins and ends and takes place in the 40-acre poplar bush. This bush offers protection from the prevailing northwest and […]
Walking with Others
In 1970’s Fredericton, where I grew up, there was an annual walk-a-thon that was a rite of passage for a lot of us. It went […]
Coyote Curriculum
“What on earth is that coyote trying to prove?” Linda said. I wandered into the living room and scanned the January ice on the lake. […]
This is My Beloved Son…
We’d known it for some time. Our beloved son is ill. More ill than we realized at first; more ill than he realizes himself yet. […]
Kids at Work
Beangirl was sick at home two days this week. Not much fun anytime, but it is really hard when you have just started at a new school. So we have been trying to keep fun on the agenda. In between long naps on the sofa and the general business of feeling dreadful.
Fishers of Men
In the dozen years I have been a member of the Presbyterian Church in Canada my life has been touched and transformed by some remarkable people. Many of them have been other lay members whose friendship and inspiration have nursed life’s bruises and rekindled flagging spirits, but important in a different sense have been those called to the ministry of word and sacrament.
Commit, Support, Acknowledge
Three events in the early 1990s precipitated a crisis of faith and a reconsideration of my relationship with aboriginal peoples — indeed, with all people. […]