The Devil in My Manger Scene
He’s down in the left-hand corner of the scene, a bent and crooked little man clothed in a dark wooly covering. Like a shepherd, only more sinister. “Who’s that...
Category: hope
Matchstick :: A poem for the First Sunday of Advent
This poem for the first Sunday of Advent is a meditation upon the humble matchstick, drawing on the theme of hope, the imagery of light, and the ancient words o...
Living Water: How God Finds You at Your Lowest
I’ve been playing in the mud this spring. Partly because spring is always mud season on Prince Edward Island, and partly because it’s good therapy. At the end o...
Angels of Advent: Zacharias
The Angel Appearing to Zacharias, William Blake, 1799-1800 By luck of the lot it seems, I am here. Carrying with me the burning desires of a nation, and my own ...
prayer :: God of unfurled leaves
God of unfurled leaves, cast your cloak of green over our weathered shoulders. Whisper to us in the rustle of shimmering branches. Let your countenance shine in...