Covered

Covered

There’s an interesting little story in Genesis 9 about Noah and his sons. They had recently left the ark and were establishing their homestead. One evening, Noah was enjoying wine he had made from the vineyard he planted. After drinking excessively, he passed out in...
Chosen?

Chosen?

After listening to Pastor Don’s sermon this week, about Peter’s shame after denying Christ three times, I started contemplating Matthew, chapter one, which gives account of the genealogy of Christ, and some of the Old Testament stories reflected within that lineage....
Freedom, glorious freedom!

Freedom, glorious freedom!

On a balmy summer evening, I was sent across the road and up the long lane to my grandmother’s farmhouse to fetch a bottle of milk. Being about 8 years old, this was a very grown-up responsibility, of which I was proud. Someone got the milk and I left for the return...
Do you know the address?

Do you know the address?

It’s called déjà vu, a French term meaning ‘already seen.’ The experience usually involves a scenario which feels vaguely familiar, which stirs an emotion, a little pinch of longing. The strange part of it is that it’s impossible that the situation is a repeat. Yet...
The road we choose

The road we choose

Oh! the accusing thoughts racing through Moses’ head! His impulsive rage, and murder, became known to Pharaoh by the next day and fear consumed him. He literally ran for his life into the backside of the wilderness. There, once his running stopped, the dark thoughts...