I sat among young people in the wood-paneled chapel of Presbyterian College. It was just after 9 a.m. on a Saturday and the city of Montreal was quiet. We were beginning a journey. For one week, these young people would be learning to preach.
“Remarkable” is not always the first adjective we connect with preaching. I think I know why.
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 […]
I was washing the dishes when I heard the speech. There’s something about the hands-in-suds pose, isn’t there? I do a lot of listening at the sink. The radio murmurs on during the clatter of dinner prep or in the quiet in the afternoon, but when I run the hot water tap and pile in the plates and the ears turn on. Of course, speech is the same speech everyone else has been talking about this past week – US President Barack Obama’s speech at last Wednesday’s memorial service in Tucson, honouring the victims of the January 8th shooting.
Sunday, October 11: Hebrews 4:12-16 About the artist – Henna Kim Henna Kim’s images are an invitation, not only to a visual “fiesta,” but also […]