The other day I had my first real bout of missing Canada since arriving in the UK three months ago. Our new table top stereo had arrived from Amazon the day before, replacing and closely resembling the unit we gave away when we left Vancouver, another casualty of the voltage difference between the continents. … Continue reading Homeland Insecurity
If you don't know what The Big One is, you've never lived on the West Coast. Yesterday I got to thinking about The Big One again when I was listening to the radio and heard the mayor of Nanaimo saying that, without the ferry service, Vancouver Island has about a three-day grocery supply. "That'll never … Continue reading The Big One*
I push hard against the door, fighting winter's wind on the other side, stepping from the bright, cozy warmth of the passenger lounge into the dark night air. Brrrr. Baby it's cold outside. Turning right toward the front of the Queen of New Westminster, my unzipped jacket flaps wildly. I pause, turning my back to … Continue reading Island Farewell
Today we put Mom's ashes into the ground. She's there now, resting near family members she variously loved or endured, mostly in-laws; Isaac, Jacob, two Maria's, Uncle Harry and all those poor kids who died on a cold winter's day early in 1970. Heidi died too that day but her marker, if that's what it … Continue reading Cape Mudge
One hears it quite regularly from Canadians. Americans, on the other hand, rarely think about it. I heard it again yesterday in the words of a news article covering the hasty withdrawal from Canada of Target, the giant American retailer. As it turns out, Target is only one of a long list of American … Continue reading Canada is not the USA
Having recently become canonically resident and active in ministry in the Diocese of New Westminster, I am now also attending "clericus", the regional meetings of diocesan clergy. I've been to these types of gatherings in four different countries within the Anglican Communion and they generally hold to a similar pattern: we pray, have coffee and … Continue reading Ecclesia Anglicana
Much of what is wrong with the Church in North America can be found in the parking lot. Does anything proclaim more loudly or clearly, "We do not belong to this neighbourhood" than a lonely church building, locked up for much of the week and surrounded by an acres-wide empty parking lot? Thirty-odd years ago … Continue reading Bah! to the church parking lot.