You don’t hear of me in that story that was just read did you? I am Lydia, the mother of those two boys. Those two very different boys… Nathaniel the eldest and Zachariah, the child of our old age… And of course, I am a wife, Simon’s wife… I want to tell you a little bit more ofContinue reading “Welcome Home”
Tag Archives: god
Scattering Seeds of Hope & Joy
When I was a child, I used to read stories of missionaries who went to Africa and dreamed of being one. But the missionaries were all men… their wives were nurses or teachers… and I had no desire to be either of those. Little did I know as a child of 10 years, the GodContinue reading “Scattering Seeds of Hope & Joy”
Two Parades/Two Visions
When we are asked, quietly or loudly,
to decide what kind of world we believe in…
Which parade do we follow?
Which procession do we join?
Seeking Freedom, Building Home
More than 30 years ago, the Rev. Eleanor Scarlett arrived at Cole Harbour United Church as an intern. I was on her Lay Supervision Team, the group set up to support and evaluate her over the 8 months with us. She came to us from Toronto, after emigrating from Jamaica, she was had been aContinue reading “Seeking Freedom, Building Home”
Everybody Knows… and Still We Sing Hallelujah
A five-year-old boy and his father detained in Minneapolis and sent to a Texas ICE facility… An observer shot dead yesterday when he was already subdued by multiple ICE agents… 100 clergy of all faiths arrested for blocking a road while protesting the airlines that were flying people to ICE facilities…. It’s enough to makeContinue reading “Everybody Knows… and Still We Sing Hallelujah”
Rags of Light
Think globally, act locally. That’s a phrase that has been used in a variety of settings and organizations since the late 60s. There is no consensus on just who coined it and where it started, but the general premise is the same. “Think globally, act locally” urges people to consider the well being of theContinue reading “Rags of Light”
The Courage to Stay in the Dance of Love
This little plaque was given to me at my 8th birthday party, and it’s one of the few things I took with me when I left home as a young teenager. Now, I don’t think anyone, even the most religious amongst us would consider giving something like this to a child now. And in retrospect, alongContinue reading “The Courage to Stay in the Dance of Love”