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Anointed
“Wow, what a powerful quote! It would be awesome if the world could live like this,” said a friend after reading this quote from last week’s blog post. You stand with the least likely to succeed until success is succeeded by … Continue reading →
Posted in Overeating, Reflections, Stories
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Tagged 1 John 4:21, Acts 2:1-4, Andrei Rublev, Daniel Ladinsky, Esther Hizsa, Greg Boyle S.J., Hafiz, Pentecost, pilgrimage, spiritual director Burnaby, spiritual director Vancouver, standing with, Steve Bell, Tattoos on the Heart, three angels hosted by Abraham, Trinity, Wednesday Lunch Club
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Life by Way of Mistakes
“Sell the painting that’s worth the most,” I coached our eight-year-old grandson. Methodically, he lifted each small masterpiece in front of him and peeked under them to see their value. He passed over a Cézanne, which I knew was worth ten million dollars because he … Continue reading →
Blessed Mistakes
I am a list maker. When we go camping, I have a list of everything we need categorized and updated yearly. I live by the old boy scout motto “Be prepared.” I value efficiency and love it when everything goes smoothly. That … Continue reading →
Posted in Homelessness, Stories, Wednesday Lunch Club
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Tagged Be Prepared, Boy Scouts of America, Cobs Bakery, freeparking :-|, John of the Cross, Kieran Kavanaugh, Matthew 6:10, mistakes, Starbucks, The Collected Works of St. John of the Cross, The Lord's prayer, Wednesday Lunch Club
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Our Darkest Hour
Tomorrow is the first day of summer in the southern hemisphere. But for those of us on the other side of the world, winter begins with the longest night of the year. Advent comes to a climax in our darkest … Continue reading →
Posted in Advent, Homelessness, Poverty of Spirit, Stories, Wednesday Lunch Club
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Tagged darkest hour, God's love, homelessness, hope, John 1:5, John 1:9, Luke 1:46-49, Pompeo Batoni, Progressive Housing Society, Rick Smotherman, The Return of the Prodigal Son, Wednesday Lunch Club
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All She Wants Is a Door
“You know what’s making me mad right now? I’ll tell you,” Paul* said looking me in the eye. We were standing outside the entrance to the Greenhouse, a renovated house on the church property, waiting for the soup to heat … Continue reading →

