The Breath of God in the Face of COVID-19 In the face of a pandemic of breath-taking proportions, the breath of God conspires with all of creation for new life.
Advent: Hope, Land, and Wine Hope is impossible without a deep sense of being landed. And hope is impossible if you never get dirt under your fingernails.
Heartbreaking Hope and Courage I became Toronto’s embittered lover. In many ways I still am. I have been so faithful to this city, but it hasn’t been faithful back.
Hope in my Wallet But hope is not born of the erasure of the past. Hope requires the redemption of the past, and the reclaiming of its promise.
For Days are Surely Coming Days are surely coming. Without that hope, how could we survive the days that are here?
Dancing to the End of Love … at Auschwitz A dance of the displaced, a dance of the diaspora, exiled within exile.
Bound to Betray Betrayal unravels the very fabric of creation. The grief of God resonates with the grief of all creation.
Jeremiah’s Call and Desperate Times Without prophetic critique, hope before breakfast will be little more than cheap optimism at best, and a pious cover-up at worst.
From Transfixed to Hope: Hope Before Breakfast We may be sleepy, but we will not be numb. Hope and history may not rhyme, but we gather nonetheless with a radical and stubborn hope, even before breakfast!
Imagining Healed Daughters It's tough to be a woman. But, the reason why I find the Jesus-story we share in this room so compelling is how radically different he was in the world. Every small step towards healing requires someone releasing power. Jesus is willing to give up power in this exchange.
Jesus and the Festival of Hope A reflection on Matthew 17:1-9 by Andrew Stephens-Rennie at Christ Church Cathedral’s St.