At noon, a darkness fell over the whole land until about three in the afternoon. At that hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? Which […]
God, we know this is a weekend when we are supposed to be steeped in gratitude. Would you empower us to be “detectives of divinity” as we walk through piles of crisp […]
A few years ago, the feelings of joy and completeness I experienced when I did things I love or spent time with people I love were quickly pushed away to make room for guilt every time. “How can I be this happy? I’m just playing soccer. It’s not like I’m actually doing something worthwhile.”
I didn’t have words to express it this clearly back then, but I think I felt that I was only good enough to be loved by God, or even to be happy, when I was at that moment engaged in an act of service to others.
When I wake up scared in the night
and when I trip on the ragged edges of things,
I demand her nearness,
shouting myself hoarse until she lifts me up close to her face.
If, consciously or unconsciously, we are waiting for these markers of adulthood to occur before spreading wide the arms of invitation to share power in the church, the future of the church looks very bleak.
When I was woken up at 6 AM this morning by my hungry baby, it interrupted a dream about a daycare centre and the apocalypse. I was checking to see […]
I watched “Pure” this week. You know, the new CBC drama about Mennonite drug dealers in Southern Ontario. Like so many other critics this week, I was concerned and uncomfortable […]
Most of the daily interactions that happen at PiE never get photographed. A spiritual conversation in a coffee shop, a sermon at a local church, an evening bible study, a […]
Warning: in this blog post, I will be a grinch! No, I’m not going to pull the glitter out of your beard or take the candy cane out of your […]
This advent, the walls of my office are lined with images of a pregnant Mary. In most of the images she radiates happiness. Her belly is round and in some […]