Dea. Richard’s meanderings & ruminations, reflections & challenges
Poetry
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
Art
Art dances through halls & walls Creativity inspires the server & served How does the Muse touch you? What creation are you becoming? (A Pres-bit|@wpgpres) Piazza Duomo a Lecce This
E-Word
Here we go … for many Mainstream Protestants the e-word – often known as evangelism – is one certain to generate a response. Depending on age, context and church experience this can range from rejection,
Gallery|2013
There are the images used throughout 2013 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 ’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,
Politic(al)s
Acquired apathy=acquiesced agency Captives r not freed Widows & children r not loved Strangers r not protected w/o our intention & attention (A Pres-bit|@wpgpres) I had not realised that I was writing
#MicroPoetry|November ’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,
Canadian Jesus
Get out of jail free! Last’s week’s blog – The Doing – created some great conversation both through social media and here. In fact, one of the regulars who engage in discussion
The Doing
Recently, our denominational magazine (The United Church Observer) printed a discussion between two ministers. There is a lot that was great in it and one thing that has stuck with me was the exploration that
Unhurried
The day has been breathless, Lord. I stop now for a few moments and wonder: is the signature of the holy over the rush of the day? Or have I bolted ahead, anxiously trying