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Worship and Justice

in Sermons on 08/13/19

Friday was a heck of a day.In the morning (Vancouver time) the General Synod of the Anglican Church of Canada heard a profoundly moving apology, read by Primate Fred Hiltz on behalf of the whole church, to the Indigenous peoples of this land for the spiritual abuse that was perpetrated on them over the course of the church’s history.  The vote to establish a fully autonomous national indigenous church within the Anglican Church then passed with overwhelming majorities, and Indigenous Bishop Mark MacDonald, now raised to the status of Archbishop, was presented with a beautiful ceremonial cross in recognition of his leadership.

The peace that passes all understanding

in Sermons on 07/09/19

When you think about it, this seems rather an odd way to describe peace, as though it were a tangible, distinguishable thing that can be visibly transmitted from person to person. This passage about Jesus sending the 70 disciples out to preach the good news and heal people is a remarkable combination of practical advice and spiritual teaching, and all of it converges on the question of what it means to have, and share, God’s peace.

Neither Jew nor Greek, neither male or female, neither settler or indigenous

in Sermons on 06/26/19

As you probably know, I spent the week before last in Winnipeg at the Canadian School of Peacebuilding at Canadian Mennonite University, auditing a course called “Indigenous Perspectives on Salvation, Repentance, Peace, and Justice.”

The Trinity, trees, and chocolate chip cookies

in Sermons on 06/26/19

In 2005, I had just started a summer job as a community forester with the Urban Resources Initiative in New Haven, an organization that worked with neighborhood people to create greenspaces and plant trees in the city.  One day, as we were selecting trees in the nursery, my boss told us that one should generally avoid planting trees in pairs. 

Translation and Redemption

in Sermons on 06/11/19

A few weeks ago, I was on the bus and there were two people having a conversation behind me. It wasn’t in English, so of course, being in Montreal, my brain assumed it was French and first attempted to process it that way.  The people involved seemed to be saying the word “champignon” a lot, but just as I was trying to figure out why they had so much to say about mushrooms, I realized that in fact they were speaking Chinese.

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Mom, doula, priest, once and future farmer, singer, lover of books and horses. New Englander in Quebec. INTJ/Enneagram 5.

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