RIP Wendell Berry

A Poem on Hope It is hard to have hope. It is harder as you grow old, for hope must not depend on feeling good and thereโ€™s the dream of loneliness at absolute midnight. You also have withdrawn belief in the present reality of the future, which surely will surprise us, and hope is harder... Continue Reading →

Hey Porter

So hereโ€™s the good news. Kathie and I are off to Ontario for some holiday and a Blue Jays game. Go Jays, sigh . . . We are leaving Juno at home with some trusted friends who are also house and dog sitters. And burglars take note, if you decide to break in I guarantee... Continue Reading →

Pay attention! That’s all!

Original art on the Gray Family living room wall by Victoria artist Lisa Hebden 10 Quotes From Mary Oliver, the Patron Saint of Paying AttentionBy Jenna Barnett in Sojourners, Apr 14, 2025 I like to think of the late poet Mary Oliver as the patron saint of paying attention. She taught us to not take... Continue Reading →

Liturgical renewal

Another in the series: Stories from Somewhere by me, Ken GrayAn index to other stories is here โ€œGod be with you.โ€ โ€œOh Lord, not again. โ€˜Godโ€™ is so archaic. Surely โ€˜source of all beingโ€™ is better, more relevant, inclusive, and pleasing to the Divine.โ€ โ€œBut you just said โ€˜Lord.โ€™ Thereโ€™s a problem there pal. Pate-ree-ark-al.โ€... Continue Reading →

The Little Towns of Bethlehem

My favourite poetic Christmas tradition it to read this very Canadian piece written by John Terpstra, the Little Towns of Bethlehem. If God arrived in Christ in Bethlehem Christ arrives in the places and spaces of our nation, places familiar and unknown to us, though I am privileged to have lived in, or passed through... Continue Reading →

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