Poem: Falling And Rising

I have done it againFailed at beingWho others need me to be.I do the best I canI’ve achieved so much moreThen ever before.Still I come up shortNot aware enough;Not strong enough;Not skilled enough;Not good enough.Not.Enough.I’m tiredOf letting people down;Of continually failing.The world is so dark right nowDays are shorterNights colder.My mind becomes cloudedBy grief andContinue reading “Poem: Falling And Rising”

Advent and Christmas: What We Get Wrong and Why It’s Important To Tell It Right

Tomorrow marks the beginning of the Christian new year in a variety of Christian traditions. The season of Advent marks the beginning of the Christian year and leads up to the birth of Christ celebrated on December 25. Every year, sermons are preached, songs are sung and pageants are performed celebrating and re-telling the storyContinue reading “Advent and Christmas: What We Get Wrong and Why It’s Important To Tell It Right”

Poem: Hope Rises

Our exile drags onOne step forwardTwo step back,Sometimes feels likeWe’ll never see the end.Disasters and troublesConstantly in the news.Fear and despairAnger and griefConstantly in the air.I am overwhelmed by it all!Constantly prayingFor relief from this ordeal;For healingOf the entire world.Yet of lateDespite all logicAll evidence of my sensesI feel a stirring in my soul.Hope risesForContinue reading “Poem: Hope Rises”

On Turning The Other Cheek: Wink’s Interpretation

One of the most famous (or infamous, depending on your point of view) teachings of Jesus from the Sermon on the Mount is the encouragement that when one is struck on the cheek, the thing to do is to turn the other cheek also. There have been many interpretations of this over the years. TheContinue reading “On Turning The Other Cheek: Wink’s Interpretation”

Poem: We Take What Is Given

There is it again.A pang in my heart;A well of despair.“We take what is given”,I think.Took me a whileTo understand that phrase.A call to resiliencyA declaration of hopeFor better days to come.Not a statement of greed and arrogance.Yet oh!How hard it isTo take what is givenwhen what is givenIs constant loneliness.Always to refrain from embracingToContinue reading “Poem: We Take What Is Given”

Poem: At A Loss

I have beenAt a lossFor words of late.Poetry deserts me;All I can doIs groan incoherently.How to captureThe events of these days?How to expressThe rollercoaster of highs and lows?Yet the attemptMust be made.Witness must be borne.So I pickup my pen and paperTake a breatheAnd write.Trust the SpiritTo translate groansTo good enough words.

Gnosticism vs. The Canon: A Comparison

I’ve been doing a lot of reading on a diverse number of topics during this pandemic and I found this little gem, the other day: A New New Testament: A Bible for the Twenty-first Century Combining Traditional and Newly Discovered Texts edited by Hal Taussig. I’ve long wanted to read the Gnostic Gospels to see whyContinue reading “Gnosticism vs. The Canon: A Comparison”

The Danger Of Full Solar Spirituality

I’ve been doing some reading of late, and I’m seeing a number of convergent messages. Recently, Mary Trump, the niece of Donald Trump, published her memoir Too Much and Not Enough: How My Family Created The World’s Most Dangerous Man that was revealing of the family structures in the immediate Trump family that shaped DonaldContinue reading “The Danger Of Full Solar Spirituality”

Read, Watch & Listen: Recommended Media For Narratives of Blackness

Hi all! I’ve been asking myself, as many of you no doubt have, what I can do in these times of increased vehement discourse about racism and police brutality. A lot of organizations and individuals are doing really great work, sharing links and resources to excellent analyses and causes to donate money towards. My meansContinue reading “Read, Watch & Listen: Recommended Media For Narratives of Blackness”

On The Stockdale Paradox

I have a confession to make: I am finding it hard to find balance in my life these days, especially when living with my parents and having so many different demands on my time pulling me in too many directions. This morning, the reality is sinking in that I’m heading back down to Guelph inContinue reading “On The Stockdale Paradox”