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The Word Became Flesh
Emmanuel when Jesus came he didn’t sneak in through the back door of poverty selling magic tricks for applause no Jesus came poor entered every day of every life and never left The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into … Continue reading
Posted in Advent, Christmas, Poetry
Tagged Emmanuel, John 1:14, Nativity, Paul Kline, sneak in through the back door, Star Walkers, violscaper
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Encountering God in Our Emotions
The Christmas season tends to evoke a range of emotion in us. While we express tidings of comfort and joy, we may feel anything but comforted or joyful. It’s good to pay attention to those unsettling feelings and listen to what they are saying. “Why … Continue reading
Posted in Advent, Popular Posts
Tagged Angry Pflümli, Campus Crusade, Cat, Descend with the mind, Fact Faith Feeling Train, Four Spiritual Laws, Jeff Imbach, Kevin Dooley, Living from the Heart, Richard J. Foster, Sanctuary of the Soul, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Tambako the Jaguar, Theophan the Recluse
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Christ In Me, With Me, For Me
This Advent God’s been inviting me to live in the reality that Christ is in me, with me, and for me. I noticed, when I undertook a task or wrote a post, that I was not alone. I felt accompanied as I … Continue reading
A Wondrous Thought
After the angel Gabriel’s visit, Mary woke to a new reality. The pondering of her heart emerged on her lips as she washed the dishes and passed by the beggars on her way to fetch more water. “My soul glorifies the Lord,” … Continue reading
Waiting
What if the one you are waiting for never comes? It was only choir practice on a Thursday night at the little United Church a mile away. My friend Edith and I were thirteen years old and proud to be … Continue reading
Posted in Advent, Childhood
Tagged Advent, Christopher Bulle, Gerrit van Honthorst, Isaiah 9:2, Isaiah 9:6, Riding into the Sunset, The Nativity, waiting, Wes Peck
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God Present, as Promised
During a restless night, I felt like the Israelites again. All the things I have to do were advancing toward me with their sharp spears, while my heels backed into the Red Sea. The cold reality of deadlines lapped at my … Continue reading

