What is the church and what does it do all week? That’s for you to find out.
When I first see the snowbirds flying in formation over a field I am filled with the contrasting feelings of euphoria and angst. Winter’s arrival does that to me.
I have been blessed to play with these kids in a really fun amusement park. I’m going to miss the daily engagement with them all. I’m going to miss having this bully pulpit. And I’m going to miss hanging with all of you.
From both Sarah Joseph and Karen Armstrong I think I expected to hear about something historical, perhaps concerning the underpinnings of our contemporary situation. Instead, the evening was a call to action.
I had my first real introduction to ARISE on a chilly night last November.
I got a hug from a stranger in a church. It was great.
I am first-generation Canadian and first-generation Christian. Becoming a Canadian was easy. Becoming a Christian, well, that’s another story.
Reading is an act of vulnerability. We don’t know how stories might change us. We don’t know what might happen.
Bearing witness prioritizes the experience of the person or group over the questions the listener might have. To bear witness is to see, hear, know and remember what has happened.
The Other “The Other Six Days” The Other Six Days is a workplace-focused ministry developed by Sidney Hinton and based out of North Carolina. The […]
I started duck hunting when I was about 14 years old. I hunted ducks and geese every spare moment I had, and some moments that I didn’t have, until to everyone’s surprise I finished high school and went to college.
After a Sunday service in March, an extra buzz of excitement could be felt in the hall of St. Andrew’s, Cobourg, Ont. After months of fundraising, volunteering and praying, the congregation was meeting a family of four Syrian refugees they helped bring to the area for the first time.
My kids’ days are full of “have-tos.” They have to do their homework. They have to tidy their rooms, to wash their hands, to remember their things for school, and to help with the dishes. But they have plenty of “get-tos” as well.
In the early years when my parents were healthy it was just the pain of parting; but in later years when they were older, when Parkinson’s had robbed my father of an enjoyable life, the fear was always that I wouldn’t see him again.
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Ever Since I attended a conference at Presbyterian College, Montreal, in February, I’ve been thinking of how the church can continue to care for the sick and the dying, as it has for hundreds, perhaps 2,000 years. My journey has taken me to three places.
When you lose a loved one, someone saying to you, “Well you had him as a husband for over 50 years” does not remove the pain or heartache and seems less than compassionate.
It strikes me that most every boy needs an old man—someone to take him in hand and mentor him in a way that a parent sometimes won’t or perhaps can’t.
You all don’t always think of yourselves as unique and interesting enough to brag on yourself. But I humbly submit that you’re wrong.
When friends gave my youngest a kaleidoscope, I didn’t ask if they read this column. It proved to be the perfect gift, regardless.