Lent|Kindness
A Lenten Collection Lent: We walk into the gathering danger & doubt surrounding Jesus as he made choices that led to the Cross. This is a time of preparation & reflection. Where
A Lenten Collection Lent: We walk into the gathering danger & doubt surrounding Jesus as he made choices that led to the Cross. This is a time of preparation & reflection. Where
A Lenten Collection Lent: We walk into the gathering danger & doubt surrounding Jesus as he made choices that led to the Cross. This is a time of preparation & reflection. Where
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you. Ghosts are now waiting for you. Are you... Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you. Ghosts are now waiting
Every month I tweet #MicroPoetry! In 140 characters, they are part prayer, thought, reflection, challenge or something in-between. I look forward to sharing them with you and hope that they may lead to reflection, musing
Growth … it’s a funny tension in the church. As we experience seismic changes in our understanding of our Call – as the Holy Spirit leads us into places of celebration and gratitude – we
Madonna of Humility I have this group of friends (Christian-ese = Sisters & Brothers) with whom I am most lucky to meet on a monthly basis. I’ve been doing this with them for almost
Emerging Spirit My blogging with The United Church of Canada (UCC) started over 7 years ago. It began during a programme called Emerging Spirit. At that time, we were trying to understand the
Knox CommunityKitchen Opening What a week this has been for me in this place called Winnipeg Presbytery. It’s been pretty energising and I have noticed another one of those paradoxes that – in
Every month I tweet #MicroPoetry! In 140 characters, they are part prayer, thought, reflection, challenge or something in-between. I look forward to sharing them with you and hope that they may lead to reflection, musing
Winter’s Night 'Ice'd Reflection' 1. The wind has blown & I have been scoured clean The snow has ripped & I am laid bare Winter speaks & I am fearful to look