There is a list on our refrigerator of the Sundays coming up and a line for signing up to preach. I admit that I looked at the Gospel first before signing up and hit the jackpot with this one—with Thomas the “I think differently.” I will forever contend that he gets a bad rap when referred…
Easter 2022
Easter 2022 Blue jays and chickadees sing antiphonallyin synchrony with bombs erasing historiespersonal and cultural, all ready livedand what would be. The world is aching with the knowing;the both-and, the weighton one hand and the other,each bearing what is real: The fear is real. Also, the stress, worry, and concern;the unknown, unclear, and uncomfortable.These truths,…
Market Writing
From Saturday morning, March 19, 2022… It has been a long while since letting the warm bubble of Market sounds wash over me… and I had missed it. I find myself tucked into a corner after over two years of not being able to sit within an atmosphere I find so comforting…the warm rumbly murmur…
House by the Sea
A House by the Sea Some days, I’m telling you, there’s a house that’s calling me— with iris and daffodils and a view to the sea. Some days I’m telling you, there’s a room that’s calling me— with books and a wingback and a hot cuppa tea. This and that plates and patterns, but clean,…
To be Around when Peace Blooms
To be Around when Peace Blooms I am finding it hard to sit still within,to settle into praying for peace;of course I want it for us all,but honestly, I have more to say…There areso many other wordswithin me.So I hope you don’t mindif I just talk for a while.Thank you—I do love you.Here’s the thing:…
From Capitol to Capital
A version of this was preached at an online midday liturgy at Atlantic School of Theology about a year ago. I was recently asked whether I would consider preaching it down the street at Saint Andrew’s United Church of Canada. I gave it a buff and polish and had the honour of sharing it with…
Under the Over
Under the Over As enamoured as I amof words, syllables, sound, and line,the cataract can swallowmy attention to say nothingof my interest and underthe over rushing currentsI wander in another world,walking on the silt soft floor,welcomed by lifeunnoticed above. I do not forget this freedomwhen called to surface.It is the smile tuckedin the curl of my…
Homemade
Homemade Carbs I bake the Toyota Corolla of homemade carbs—Reliable, consistent,drive away ready, regular fuel,intermittent wiper speed included;cruise control is an extra;Sturdy enough to be wrapped in a clean cloth napkin,tucked in a bagnext to a thermos of teaor locally roasted coffee,and driven to enjoy a viewso spectacular that crumbs on a shirtfrontand dirt on a bumper go blissfully…
The Soul Felt its Worth
Christmas, 2021 The Soul Felt Its Worth It was in the great unleashingof love and wonder;In the knowing that rose from earth,through bone, blood, and flesh,and the breadth of the stars;It was then, was then and is nowwhen awe conspires with graceto remind and ignite the deeper memory of our senses,that we in resonant stillness can…
Advent IV, 2021
Advent IV, 2021 The quiet invites… O earthen comet,history made visible and witnessof tomorrow’s wonder,Breathe with me, be at easehere, at ease here…letfeeling enfold you and take onyour tears of knowingthe weight and the graceof this journey’s fullness. O streak of stardust and love,let silence soften the edges around you,leaving room for storiesto settle, to…
Consider the Lilies 