Intention
All that counts in life is intention Andrea Bocelli Last week’s blog – Distractions – has generated a lot of conversation, for which I am most grateful! Some have
#MicroPoetry|January ’13 Verses
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,
Distractions
De-mask: What'd they put on u? What're u wearing that blurs your beauty & obscures mine from u? What's gotta come off for u to get on? UCiM-isms (Jan 30/13)
Feather’s Fall|John #2
A Deacon’s Musing Serial-Story – Feather’s Fall – began in the blog Stories: Funny Things. As the Serial-Story unfolds, it would be a gift to hear any feedback, thoughts, feelings and/or challenges that might arise for you.
Microbes
Stories – that’s what we do. Whenever we describe ourselves, our environment, our families, we’re telling a story. When we share our ups, downs and all-rounds, we’re weaving words together in order to create
Particularities
Particularities illustrate a generality: we tend to dehumanise. May we challenge/model all as Blessing! UCiM-isms (Jan 10/13) The catalyst for this blog has been a recent article from, Do
(De)Construct
• What is the task for a Christianity that longs to live into an egalitarian potential where people are valued simply for Being? • What is the task for a Christianity that confronts human
Gallery|2012
There are the images used throughout 2012 for A Deacon's Musing. I hope that the visuals chosen speak to the words used in each blog. Just as importantly, I hope they not only complement
#MicroPoetry|December ’12 Verses
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,
Advent|Love
Advent: It’s time to wait. For whom are we waiting? As Christians, we say that is Jesus! This is a Holy Time in our Christian calendar when we might make space for reflection, silence