Allowing time to be ready to move

Allowing time to be ready to move

Photo credit: Pearl Unger The birds took their time this fall, lingering on the prairies longer than usual. We got more sunshine and warm days than we usually do in Saskatchewan, with autumn stretching nearly two months before the blizzards knocked us squarely into...
Holding tension with the God who waits…

Holding tension with the God who waits…

Photo Credit: Marc Perrault Holding, as an attribute of God, sort of fell out of the sky for me this month. I was looking out the window with wonder at just how many stars we can see without leaving the city in this new-to-us, small(er) city we now call home. As I...
He comes as he is to the world as we are

He comes as he is to the world as we are

I have been thinking a lot over the last couple of years about how God comes to us. In tragedy and grief, in deep joy and hope, in confusion and in waiting. In all these places, I am deeply convinced that he comes. Still, I often struggle to recognize him. I think...
Being here and waiting with the heart of God

Being here and waiting with the heart of God

Being here is so much harder than it seems. Last week, I was home with the kids while my husband was with his family at a memorial celebration and a friend was being ordained. I was longing to be in all three places, trusting I was in the right one, and holding them...
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us…

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us…

Dwelling is a strange concept.  It’s a place and it sounds like an action: the relevance to Advent is both.  The blanket fort that took over my home last Sunday was the perfect incarnation of both the noun and the verb.  It was a space for the kids to occupy, at the...