Covenant & Cross  

Many years ago, when I started wearing a cross, perhaps at my confirmation at the age of 35, one of my brothers-in-law asked me why I would wear a Roman instrument of torture and death around my neck. I have to say that I had never thought of a cross in quite that manner and…

No, It Is NOT Finished!

John 18: 1-19:42 April 3, 2015 Ecumenical Good Friday Service This was a bit of an interactive dialogue. When I said the words, “It can’t be finished, oh my God, how can it be finished?” The congregation responded with “No, it is NOT finished!” Those words were what went through my head as I remember that day……

Lenten Photo-A-Day: Witness

This picture is a number of years old, taken between the Sunrise Service and the regular one. I have always been struck by the devotion displayed by this young girl. Her stance and demeanor remind me of the women who stayed at the cross and then witnessed to their belief in the risen Christ on…

Death: The Final Frontier

I drive past Camp Hill Cemetery quite regularly in my travels around Halifax, and as a minister, I have occasionally presided at graveside or committal services there. Camp Hill Cemetery is the second oldest cemetery in Halifax, the final resting place for many of the city’s elite; you can read more about it here. I have…