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I Have My Mother’s Hands

As I entered my teenage years, other people continually observed that I looked far older than my age. As I hit eighteen (and even now), people remark that I look younger than my age. Not that numerical age plays any huge role, but I remember thinking as a child: “When will my hands look like…

No More Palms, Please

Originally posted on gathering the stones:
Most Christians never question where the palms on Palm Sunday come from. It never occurred to me, until my first year pastoring, that someone had to get the palms (and order them well in advance).  But as we approach Palm Sunday, we ought to reexamine our theology of palms.…

Spring Not Spring

I always enjoy sharing Tadhg Talks. As we Albertans continue to bear the onslaught of winter — and even find solace in the cold and snow — find encouragement, too, in thoughts of spring. Peace. As we’re in the season of spring, the main element of our focus of this time is air. But, that’s…