God’s Extravagant Gifts

We are still in the Season of Epiphany; the season of following the star. If one of my gifts was solo singing, I would sing the first verse of Do You See What I See? Said the night wind to the little lamb, “Do you see what I see? Way up in the sky, little…

I Was There That Day!

The first part of this was done as a monologue as one of the many unnamed women in the Bible. Have you ever been caught up in the midst of a crowd… one that you are not sure what is going on immediately? It is somehow both exciting and a little scary. I was there that day……

Follow the Light

The reading was interspersed with my reflection. At the end of my reflection, I offered ‘starwords’ to everyone. A word to carry them through the coming year. Thanks to Marci Glass for the idea. Eternal God, in our struggle to hear your Word, O God, bless even our doubts, our wonderings, our wanderings, our soul-struggles, life’s deep…

Where Do We Find Hope?

Where do we find hope? In the midst of senseless death, poverty that goes on unabated, environmental degradation, some of it taking place right in our back yard, how do we find hope? How do we live hope? Today we heard the first part of the second chapter of Luke, in the coming weeks we…

Do You See What I See?

Do you know that there are over 300 hymns in Voices United that deal in some way with ‘seeing.’ And they usually have nothing to do with actual physical sight. And neither does the gospel reading this morning. In Mark’s gospel, ‘seeing’ is a metaphor for faith in Jesus. In fact, it is the first time in Mark’s…

One Can At a Time

With an election set for tomorrow and the Blue Jays in the playoffs, World Food Day isn’t getting much press! And yet, is there anything more basic than food? Perhaps water, but that’s about it. Did you know that food insecurity rates in Nova Scotia and Halifax are the worst in Canada? In a report, published a couple…

Down and Dirty!

Gardeners look at dirt in an entirely different way than non-gardeners don’t they? I can say that because, as a former non-gardener, I really didn’t pay too much attention to the ground beneath my feet. Sure, I had houseplants, whose soil came from a bag, but despite having grown up with parents who gardened, I never paid…

Love, Poured Out

I am yet another one of those unnamed women in Holy Scripture… Women who played significant parts in our holy stories… but not thought important enough to be named… You people get angry if your name is misspelled in your papers… imagine not being named at all… just ‘a woman…’ Some scholars have thought I was Mary of…

Welcome Home!

You don’t hear of me in that story that was just read did you? I am Lydia, the mother of those two boys. Those two very different boys… Nathaniel the eldest and Zachary, the child of our old age… And of course, I am a wife, Simon’s wife… I want to tell you a little bit more of…