This Incarnate Faith
Once, when I was a grad student, living in Vancouver off of a part-time starbucks barista wage, I did not have money for christmas presents. So I decided to do what I love to do, have always loved to do, and do almost every day to this day which is, to tell people about books... Continue Reading →
This is a prayer that comes after the Act of Re-Membering workshop some of us participated in this past week. In it we heard stories and we embodied stories of real Canadians from history, and from today-often in their own documented words. That we, every single people group, are capable of prejudice and of... Continue Reading →
Let me say that humans are so strange. I know this because I’ve been one my whole life and I’ve lived with them my whole life. Even this week, I looked at my husband, who I really truly adore, and he looked at me, who obviously he adores, and we both thought – “huh?” He... Continue Reading →
My husband and I were in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner this week when my 8 year old walked in and asked, “But how can we know what’s true?” That’s a "pay attention" question if ever there was one. She went on: “Like with IT. IT told Meg and Calvin that it knew what... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago, I was invited to be a part of an Inter-faith event at Mount Royal University. The interfaith chaplaincy office invited students of different religious faiths to speak about these faiths, how they personally came to them, how they understood them and what their faith means in their everyday lives. Sikh,... Continue Reading →
So I've been thinking about posting my mom's eulogy on my blog for a couple weeks now. I can't believe its been three weeks already since the memorial. Because it is a story that means everything to me I want people to read it. And because it is a story that means everything to me... Continue Reading →
My mom passed away 19 days ago and I wanted to share my mom's eulogy here. It's the story of Wendy, the story of her and God. And it's a good, good story. And I wanted to share it today. Oh Today, a day of pain and anger, after many days of pain and anger,... Continue Reading →
--I just can't stop thinking of the question, "What story do I live out of?" In all the areas of my life. In my exhausted parts, in my broken-hearted parts, in my confused parts, in my angry parts, in my terrified parts. All those parts are a bit closer to the surface lately than... Continue Reading →
The following is a short, rough excerpt of a larger project I am working on. Hope you like it. What story do we live out of. Because we all do live out of one. Every one of us plays our part, consciously or unconsciously, in the story that we think best represents the world,... Continue Reading →
I think about our stories, about how varied they are. They have strange parts. Do you ever think about something that happened in your life and think, “That was so weird. Why did that happen?” And then I think about how similar all our stories are. How they all include some joy and some questions... Continue Reading →
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