In the Presence of Holy Mystery
Every death puts humans in the presence of mystery. We are here one moment, alive with the breath of life. And then we are gone. But we also live on…
Every death puts humans in the presence of mystery. We are here one moment, alive with the breath of life. And then we are gone. But we also live on…
When I die will there be trees,will there be birds in the branchesand leaves spinning and dancingin the soft breeze?Will there be peonies rising from warm earth, heads heavy with…
Reflection for the Sixth Sunday of Ordinary Time C or the Sixth Sunday after Epiphany Readings: Jeremiah 17: 5-8 (RM) or 5-10 (RCL); Psalm 1; I Corinthians 15: 12, 16-20 (RM)…
Perhaps it is my age. I will turn eighty in July 2025, and I am becoming increasingly aware of death. Death as a reality that comes for me too. Death…
I have been friends with Karin for more than thirty years. She lives in the corner house at the end of my block with a lovely English garden and a…
Wisdom 1:13-15 (RM) or Lamentations 3:22-33 (RCL); Psalm 30; 2 Corinthians 8:7, 9, 13-15 (RM) or 7-15 (RCL); Mark 5:21-43. Twelve years. Twelve long years. Twelve short years. Short if…
I am writing to tell you that we had to say goodbye to our beloved dog Luca yesterday. It happened so suddenly that we are in shock. He was his…
Cécile Marie Blanche Delorme was born into a proud French-Canadian family, as snow thawed on the prairie fields of St. Joseph MB, in the Spring of 1935. The timing of…
In trying to describe something of who Patrica Orban was, and what she meant to us, the Sisters of Our Lady of the Missions, I am reminded of the film…
Usually Advent stirs in me feelings of wonder and light – waiting in joyful hope. This Advent, I am more aware of the hovering presence of darkness and death, than…