Understanding the Trinity
A spotlight grants a little insight.
posted on May 31, 2010 in Columns, Patricia Schneider
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Like many Christians, I’v had difficulty trying to comprehend the Trinity. The enormity of God fills me with awe.
Chapter Nine
“Who? Why?”
posted on May 31, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“Someone’s been following us since we left Pepperfield,” I said.
“Cheers, God!”
Some thoughts on dinner table theology.
posted on May 31, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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Recently, my daughter has been toasting God. And I don’t like it.
posted on May 26, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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Check out the burning bush gig stick! Complete General Assembly reports. I love it. And I want one…
Faith in Action
A spider story.
posted on May 24, 2010 in Columns, Patricia Schneider
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I watched as the tiny spider at its end, without fear, spun itself down until it rested on a nearby chair. It was really faith in action.
The Burning Bush
Attention and our unofficial symbol
posted on May 24, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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Today, it’s still a great story, and one that easily makes its way into every Bible-stories-for-kids-at-bedtime storybook.
Chapter Eight
Knowing Justin had been murdered didn’t help my frame of mind.
posted on May 24, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Justin’s tampered brake line confirmed our suspicions: his death wasn’t accidental. It was murder.
Reading
Expanding minds and hearts, one story at a time.
posted on May 17, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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Reading these stories, you know that to be somewhere cosy and bright and with family is to be connected to a greater goodness. And sometimes that’s hard because the house is small and being a little sister and a big sister at the same time isn’t easy.
Chapter Seven
A Saturday kinda like old times.
posted on May 17, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Hamlet and I awoke to a chorus of drips. The roof had a new leak. This one splattered my bedside table. I shifted an empty coffee mug underneath the patter and tried to pretend it wasn’t morning yet. Hamlet crawled onto my pillow, blissfully ignoring the fact that he was not allowed on my pillow. Downstairs, something hit the floor and shattered. PT was up.
Mental Health Nursing
The mind is a beautiful thing.
posted on May 17, 2010 in Columns, Patricia Schneider
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The mind is a curious thing and I was learning fascinating things about it. But the practical aspects of the job were a far greater learning experience.
Jamming with Jim and Jean
Singer-songwriter duo leave space for others to play along.
posted on May 15, 2010 in In Song
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I first met California singer-songwriters, Jean and Jim Strathdee, at the Naramata Centre, near Penticton, B.C., when I was writing for the church curriculum The Whole People of God.
Life After Death
Maybe the mysterious doesn't have to scare us.
posted on May 15, 2010 in Columns, Wondering Wanderer
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In a coincidence that I think was unconnected with the loss of a beloved sister-in-law during the last Christmas season, I have read two books about death and resurrection in recent weeks.
A Volunteer’s Vigil
A poem of waiting.
posted on May 10, 2010 in Columns, Patricia Schneider
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We waited together…
Waiting for time to stop.
Chapter Six
“What next?” Paige asked.
posted on May 10, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“Our not-so-friendly technician looked familiar,” I said once we were outside. “Should I recognize him?”
Happy Mother’s Day
Remember to share your memories.
posted on May 10, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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Memory loss is everywhere these days. Culturally, we seem fascinated with it. It’s like a Rubik’s cube that we keep picking up, not really expecting to solve it but playing with it nonetheless because it’s so intriguing.
Chapter Five
Searching for the truth ... no matter what.
posted on May 3, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“That didn’t go quite the way I expected.” Paige braced her feet against the car floor as I shifted into second, taking the corner a smidgen too fast.
Second Wind
Sometimes you just wanna quit.
posted on May 3, 2010 in Columns, Patricia Schneider
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I grinned as my eyes slid over the old photo of us, grubby but smiling, sitting around the campfire at the end of the climb. We’d been so young and full of enthusiasm. I’d learned something special that day; something that has stood by me through the years.
One Mummy Blogger Sitting in a Pew
We get it all and in abundance, too.
posted on May 3, 2010 in Columns, The Messy Table
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I want to consider parenting as a spiritual practice. Not because parenting is purer or more sacred or less worldly than other activities, but because it is so consistently messy.
Silence
A time of divine eloquence.
posted on May 1, 2010 in Columns, Wondering Wanderer
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We are a religion of the word and, boy, do we hear a lot of words.
Sing Lustily with Good Courage
Notes on a hymn treasure that won’t stay buried.
posted on May 1, 2010 in In Song
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There’s an album, now 20 years old, that keeps popping into my conversations. It came up most recently in a planning meeting for the Emmaus Project.
