“Hello. Is this your mother? May I shake hands with her?” My 95 year old mother and I were sitting in the food court of Midtown Plaza when a young lady, obviously of Asian descent, walked up to our table and asked these questions. I was wary at first, expecting that she was going to … Continue reading The Hoary Head
Faith and life
Justification by the blood, not sweat
A cartoon in a French-language farm paper forty years ago has remained embedded in my mind. The cartoon showed a row of flowers in a garden. The flowers were tall, with healthy leaves and symmetrically arranged petals. Except for one. This flower was shorter than the others, the stalk was crooked, the leaves rather bedraggled … Continue reading Justification by the blood, not sweat
The Foundation of an Enduring Church
“Nothing else is sought in this book but that we, who come last, desire to see the first things and wish to return to them in so far as God enables us. We are like people who have come to a house that has been burnt down and try to find the original foundations. This … Continue reading The Foundation of an Enduring Church
A Fading Faith
For twelve years we lived in a little village in Ontario. Directly across the street from our home was the United Church manse. The minister and his wife were a pleasant older couple, professional and polished. There came a Christmas Day where we were all snowbound after a three-foot snowfall that began the day before. … Continue reading A Fading Faith
Flatlander Faith 