wonder
In Epiphany pink is falling from the sky
This morning when I woke up I wanted to write about Epiphany, the season, rather than the day. I was reflecting on how fast we can feel our days move, how subtly, before we know it, the consumer and consuming pulse affects our rhythm. Our pace quickens. The seasons of the church year can become a way…
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Threads of Light
Thinking about church and the transfiguration I found a piece of conversation jangling around in my mind like loose change in a pocket. It was a conversation about “church”, where we are now and where we were 10 or 15 or 20 years ago, those of us who are part of church community. The conversational…
Read MoreO Spirit Come
O dove O fire O breath O tide O wave O water like laughter
Read MoreLetting the Camel Go
The last two days I’ve listened to Gary Paterson the Moderator of the United Church of Canada preach. And there were lots of poems within the preaching, tossed up delightfully for us to catch. This was one of them. I had to share it. I’m imagining the breathlessness of the moment when you set the…
Read MoreA Tiny Yellow Opening
Have you ever had a day like a long winter when you had no idea where the weight of things fallen could be plowed? Perhaps you’ve had a week like that, or a year or who knows how long you’ve been carrying something you thought would never be lifted. Perhaps you’ve been carrying an illness,…
Read MoreAmazed
Many things continue to amaze me. How the tiniest thing can lift your heart; one bird’s song just before the day fades, or the sun like a tired mother leading her rain child away. And how a time of morning prayer, seemingly stolen by inner chaos and distraction, later in the day can open a…
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