Poem submitted by Elaine Breckenridge Advent I live my Advent in the womb of Mary. And on one night when a great star swings free from its high mooring and…
by Diane Woodrow As I have said before, Joseph is one of my favourite unsung heroes of the Christmas story. He never says a word. He questions, wants to follow…
by Elaine Breckenridge “The solstice is the time when light is born out of the womb of winter’s darkness.” So writes Mara Freeman in her book entitled, Kindling A Celtic…
by Kate Kennington Steer … And if, as autumn deepens and darkens I feel the pain of falling leaves, and stems that break in storms and trouble and dissolution and…
by June Friesen Let us begin with the story so often shared in the Christian church as well as Christian homes around Christmas and on Christmas eve as well as…
by Elaine Breckenridge “Who put Joseph in the back of the stable? Who dressed him in brown, put a staff in his hand, and told him to stand in the back…
by Lucinda Smith He could not have been busier. Bethlehem was bulging at the seams, under the weight of all the extra people in town for the census. He loved it…
by April Yamasaki When will the funeral be? When can we get together for coffee? When will you come back to worship at the church? When will you be ready…
Christmas greetings from Tom and Christine and Goldie in the midst of yet another unsettling Advent season. We are relishing the opportunity to host small groups of friends in our…
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