Threatened With Resurrection

Crashing sorrow, unimaginable pain, incredulous disbelief, unbelievable joy. That is what I imagine Mary is feeling that first Easter morning. In all four Gospels, it is the women who stay at the cross and come to the tomb. Mary Magdalene gets special mention: she had stood, faithfully, lovingly and agonizingly, at the crucifixion. After the…

The Time Has Come

The time has come… for all the students who walked out of school to protest easy access to guns…The time has come that Stephen Hawking is once again stardust… The time has come…. winter is loosening its hold on the earth. Some very hardy gardeners are outside again, helping to prepare the way for the…

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…

Perspective

I have a love of abandoned buildings, they seem to hold an imprint of what took place and my imagination soars as to what they were like when they were in use. I admit that I can quickly get a creepy sensation with odd noises and a sense of isolation, even if only a few hundred yards from the road.

Last Year’s Dirt

Those are the words that sprang to mind as I opened a bag of candy beets to cook them for supper. We get a box of fruit and vegetables each week from Taproot Farms. This week we got beets! One of my favourite veggies. As you can see from the picture, they still had a…