I’m becoming very fond of pure silence. It’s addictive, as in once you get some, you start to desire more. In the fray of a noisemaker and popgun generation, silence holds the heart in warm waters, and teaches it to feel the ripples within.
We’re in the middle of a St. Croix Vineyard leadership retreat, reviewing the past, present and future, and last night it seemed that God came near to us in a unique and beautiful way. Passion for our community, a sense of our desparate need for
The centripetal spirituality post is rising in views and activity over at Ginkworld. We’re having very interesting discussions on the role of signs and wonders in the emerging world and the emerging church. I’m fascinated by how the emerging Church discussion bends so cerebral, when
Canadian election tomorrow. What a privilege; to have some say in who governs you. What nations of the world enjoy that freedom regularly? Corrupted as the systems are, how can one simply not vote in the face of so many nations that have no say
“If we can serenely bear the trial of being displeasing to ourselves, then we will become for Jesus a pleasant place of shelter.” Therese de Lisieux “It’s only love that makes us what God wants us to be, and for that reason it’s the only
