
There are multiple ways to share the A Deacon’s Musing blogs. One way is to organise them based upon such categories as Fiction, Poetry and Visual. Another way is to sort them around Features such as Feather’s Fall, TEDx, The Story of Then or Vignettes, I suspect there is no perfect way to do it. Each hopefully speaks to a particular reader of seeker’s interest or however the muse might be whispering upon each visit. An archive, therefore, feels like an appropriate way to further share these various reflections. I hope, then, that this page proves as one additional way to further engage and create conversation!
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The Blogs
#MicroPoetry|February ’14 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, musing
Growth’s Paradox
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
Humbled
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
The Review
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
In the way?
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
#MicroPoetry|January ’14 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, musing
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
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