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A Man of his Word revisited
This morning, my student came in, proferring a small wad of bills. "It took some time, but here it is," he said.My student was replacing money I had lent him when he was in dire straits. Most of my...
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A moment of elegy
Yesterday, my workplace hosted its 49th annual Community Christmas Part and Feast for the city's Aboriginal population. As staff are expected to attend and help, I did so, showing up at 8 AM to help...
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An Annual Christmastide observance: Kitschy Creepy Nativities, the Angels...
Once upon a time, I was directed to a blog (Going Jesus) of a woman somewhere in the US, an Episcopalian who was seriously considering priesthood. There was a problem, or at least, I soon saw a...
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More annool Advent madness: eBay by Weird Al Yankovick
I stumbled on this by accident right before Christmas about 4 years ago, and just Love it. Not only devastating anti-materialist satire (very topical right, too), but catchy, fun, great singalong! Enjoy!
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Alarum
"Alarum" is a stage direction word from Shakespeare, indicating a big to-do, raised agitated voices, big trouble impending.The above image is the panic button device that I am now wearing around my...
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Raised with Differences, Part 1
My wonderful fellow blogger Reb Rachel Barenblat has posted this thoughtful reflection on growing up as an outsider in a dominant culture, and her experiences of it.It got me to thinking about my own...
View ArticleIn the backwash of Newtown, our mental health services
I don't usually post on major current events, especially, perhaps, the tragic ones like the massacre at Newtown, Connecticut. By the time I have felt and pondered on the event, thousands, if not...
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A beautiful experience
Where we live, the city fathers (for fathers they were when this was done) decided to dam the Current River to create a modest inland artificial lake, which they named Boulevard Lake. It is a...
View ArticleThe Emptiness of The Hobbit
I rarely go to the cinema--as an introvert with ADD, I choose to weigh the benefits of the experience against the crowds, the noise and, as I am half-Scots by descent, the money spent. That said, I...
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Goodbye, Norma
Norma died yesterday morning, in her 90s.If you are a very lucky person, you will meet and get to know someone like Norma at least once in your life.She was born in Manitoba, served with the Canadian...
View ArticleObserving traveling silence
We will be flying to Toronto this afternoon to take part tomorrow in psycholigcal profiling for our anticipated journey to Palestine later this year. I won't be bringing the laptop and I might not be...
View ArticleReturned
We are back, a little tired, but very happy to be our of Toronto and into the relative wilderness of our home area. While we were in Toronto, we took in this blues and jazz shouter originally from...
View ArticleYou can't reach them all...
My heart sank. We were just back from two days in Toronto, driving, turning the corner to the short street our house is on, when I spotted the headline in the newspaper vending machine.Someone had died...
View ArticleNorma's funeral
As a minister's spouse, I have been to many more funerals than most people in the course of my life. I've even presided at a handful of them. They're a part of life.Yesterday, I was part of Norma's...
View ArticleNot quite left behind
Norma, who has occupied two postings recently, was not afraid of death. But she was afraid that she might predecease Haggis, her Cairn terrier. As it turns out, she did.Haggis is no spring chicken. He...
View ArticleO Brother, who art thou...?
Tomorrow morning Joyce and I are flying to Toronto for the next 3 days to participate in a discernment event sponsored by our national church, the United Church of Canada.What are we discerning? Well,...
View ArticleConundrum
A week Wednesday will be a very special one for Joyce and I. At approximately 5:30 PM, on February 13, 1983, Joyce knocked on the door of our friend's apartment. As it happened, I was visiting our...
View ArticleA miracle
"We are as happy as people can be, without making themselves ridiculous, and might be even happier; but, as a matter of taste, we choose to stop short at this point."--Nathaniel Hawthorne, of his...
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