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Rhythm and Rest
I was amazed to discoverhow much I could accomplish–without a good night’s sleepor morning quiet time–when I had to. Then, help came and nowI don’t have to.I get to rest. I’ve returned hometo familiar faces, spaces, and silence. You were there,being … Continue reading
Today
Will you come and follow me if I but call your name?Will you go where you don’t know and never be the same?–John L. Bell, The Summons On the fifth morning after moving into the seniors’ residence,my dad enjoyed getting … Continue reading
Light in the Darkness
There are just some losses that are unbearable, the loss is so deep. But if we don’t panic, if we don’t panic and walk in the loss, we can see starting to shine out through it, lessons about fragility and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Candle light, Esther Hizsa, James Finley, John 1:5, Peter Lin, spiritual director Burnaby, Tom Ek, Wait...
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Caregivers
I have been an independent womandoing what I like since I became an adult. Then suddenly I becamea caregiver.Now, my life is not my own.My thoughts are about someone else–their needs, their health. Life as I knew it was swept off … Continue reading
For a Time
Long ago, You became fleshand dwelt among us. For a time,You moved into the neighbourhood,stepped into people’s lives,answered their questions,comforted their hearts,healed their bodiesand cast out their demons. And what were you doing before and afterthose thirty years?And what are … Continue reading
State of Emergency
Fires out of control Smoky skies, scratchy throat Bags packed and ready to evacuate Lord, have mercy. Diagnosis Prognosis Chemo Side effects 70-80 percent successful She’s the one the doctor’s talking to Lord, have mercy. Clutching a cardboard sign on … Continue reading
Take and Receive
What does it mean to surrender myself to Love,to ask God to take and receive my life,and follow Christ into suffering? On the road to discovering thatI’m learning that it’s not saying yes to every need that arisesyet it’s being … Continue reading
Coming Home
Sometimes I feel likeevery part of me’s beenflung up in the airand caughtin slow motion floating, swirlingand falling leisurelydown to earth. Transitions are hard. Departures and arrivals unsettle me.I have to let it be and wait with You until all these parts of mefall … Continue reading
Posted in autism, community, compassion, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged All Parts Welcome, beach, beach pebbles, Elizabeth Gilbert, Esther Hizsa, Ib Aarmo, Matthew Henry, pebbles, Psalm 18:16-19, Richard Schwartz, Sounds True, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, Tami Simon
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