In the city of Kyiv, Ukraine, is the unpretentious museum of microminiatures. Home to the work of Mykola Syadristy, several circular displays line the walls of the small museum, each with a powerful magnifying lens in front. I glanced at the first one, and saw nothing visible to the naked eye. But then I … More Hiding in Plain Sight
I heard my first Christmas song of the season today. (That is, if you don’t count the surreal experience of Mariah Carey belting out “All I want for Christmas is You” at the gift shop at Qumran in May.) I was eating breakfast at the hotel restaurant this morning, the day after arriving in … More The Incarnation: It Isn’t Just for Christmas.
I’ve only been watching the Olympics for an hour or so at night on CBC for the highlights. The ads in particular have caught my attention. This is because it seems time after time, somebody has failed to do their job adequately. I worry that we are losing the ability to see our own narrow … More Asleep at the Wheel
Jesus knew you can’t communicate meaningful content in a soundbite. If it took him three years of living and travelling with the disciples to teach them what they needed to know, then we need more people in MDiv programs and fewer numbered how-to Facebook posts. If Jesus ever dropped the mic, it was after … More 8 Reasons Why Jesus Doesn’t Like Numbered Lists for Doing Ministry Better*
I remember Gordon. He was a little boy who sat behind me in grade one. He was kind and funny, and made me laugh. He gave me his eraser which was an elephant with boggley eyes. We became quick friends. One day I reached back and found a huge glob of bubble gum stuck in … More It’s Time White People Noticed: The Maritime Provinces are Full of Racism.
Watch Obama’s Speech to Parliament Since returning to my homeland four years ago, I have struggled to feel Canadian. Living away for 15 years left me uncertain about what Canada was all about. I returned with eyes opened to the tragedies as well as the glories of Canada’s history. It was hard even to sing … More Barack, welcome to Canada.
I managed to stay up until nearly the very bitterest of ends last night; the night that my adopted country voted to become something I never imagined it could be. When I awoke this morning, my social media feed was awash with pain, tears, disbelief, shaken markets and a resigning Prime Minister. In the midst … More Is God Fazed?