A Blessing as We Journey into the New Year
May your eyes be opened to the wonder of the daily miracles around you and your sense of mystery be deepened.
May you be aware of the light that shines in the darkness, and that the darkness can never put out.
May you be blessed with companions on the journey, friends who will listen to you and encourage you with their presence.
May you learn to live with what is unsolved in your heart, daring to face the questions and holding them until, one day, they find their answers. Amen.
Upcoming Sundays :
Sunday, February 1 – Karen Bowles preaching
Doug Norris – January 25, 2015
Let me begin by speaking about two men. Neither of whom is Jesus. I’ll get to him.
Some of you will be aware that Marcus Borg died this week. One of the leading teachers and scholars in North America for the past generation. A leading voice in carefully but intelligently delving into a reality check on the Bible and the faith. ‘It matters what we think about Jesus, and how we picture God, because this will shape how we live…’
It is good to be able to explore the gospels. To look into a story like this one we have in front of us from Mark and from John and wonder about it. Why did it get written this way – is there any kind of ‘code’ in it – is this simply a verbatim account of something that actually happened with Jesus, or is there a deeper meaning that can be found? Is this history, or is it theology, or is it myth? Read more ›
Rev Kristin Philipson – January 18, 2015
Adjusting Our Eyes to the Dark 1 Samuel 3:1-10
Every summer when I was growing up my family would spend a couple of weeks with my grandparents at their home on the shores of Lake Okanagan in British Columbia. Among the long list of things the cousins loved to do out at the Lake – sun tanning, swimming, water skiing – nearing the top of the list was sleeping out under the stars at the end of the dock. All of the cousins just loved sleeping out under the stars, all of the cousins except me. I absolutely dreaded it. Somehow I always ended up the last one to fall asleep and so I’d just lie there, watching as the dark got darker all around me. The lights would go off in the cottages along the shore, and then across the lake the dots of light from other lake cottages that had been keeping me company would suddenly click off until finally it was just me and the dark having our own kind of staring contest, and the darkness never blinked or looked away. Eventually I’d drift off and in the bright, morning light I’d forget everything I thought about the night before, when my single consciousness, stared up into that vast, deep sky. Read more ›
Hate has no world.
The people of hate must try
to possess the world of love,
for it is the only world;
it is Heaven and Earth.
But as lonely, eager hate
possesses it, it disappears;
it never did exist,
and hate must seek another
world that love has made.
(Wendell Berry – Sabbath Poems)
Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.
We put this out on the sign in front of the church, this week, partly, mostly, to say something about the violence and sadnesses in Paris. To say something hopeful, two convictions : Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. We read this on Christmas Eve. It’s from the first chapter of John’s gospel. Fifth verse. John has this whole huge sweeping story to tell and he can’t wait to put this one thing right up front – in case we get bored and leave the story or maybe the wifi crashes and we don’t get to read to the end – here’s what it all means, he says, the Jesus event, chapter one verse five, this much we know and if we know nothing else, understand this much : Light shines in the darkness and the darkness did not overcome it.
I’m not sure I believe this. At least, not everywhere. Not all the time. But I can’t imagine not putting it out there. Read more ›