It’s been a little silent here. I wonder if you noticed. Life came thick and fast. I had words, but they all intertwined into a formless mound of spaghetti. I’ve found myself anchoring my prayers not in praise but in confessions. I find myself… Continue Reading “7 Things I Hold True”
How should Christians respond to the tragedy of residential schools?
Why do I share all this here? I believe we live most fully when we take time to process our experiences, both good and bad. In fact, processing our experiences is part of telling our heart that this experience is real: it actually happened.
In northwestern Pennsylvania, there is a small city and in that city there is a chapel. The chapel is old, made of gray stone with a spire and stained glass windows that are so ancient their paint began to run decades ago. The chapel… Continue Reading “A Place in My Heart”
There was something heady about roaming rows of tomes full of ancient legislature–red-bound books that boasted debates from the House of Commons and forest green, gilt-bound ones that contained government discussions of Canada, even before it was a nation. The shelves held, too, pamphlets… Continue Reading “On Knowing: Part One”