A short story by Ken Gray From a distance, the amber box on the shelf before me tells no story whatsoever. A beautifully crafted box of coloured strips is no mere bookend. Someone had taken a lot of time to assemble something beautiful for . . . God? Possibly hollow, I have no idea what... Continue Reading →
A sense of humour comes in handy after 40 years of ordained Anglican ministry
Two South Okanagan churches, St. Saviour in Penticton, and St. Stephen in Summerland recently helped the Rev. Canon Roger Cooper celebrate 40 years of ordained Anglican ministry. Asked if he had any wisdom to impart to younger ordinands, Roger suggested that “after 40 yrs of ordained ministry, you need a sense of humor, and a... Continue Reading →
Early Sunday morning
Another in a series of original short stories. Enjoy “Between the vestibule and the altar, let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep.” (Book of Job) I wasn’t weeping, but I felt a little funny. There I was, dressed in Alb and Stole, standard clerical dress for ministers of many Christian denominations, on a... Continue Reading →
The Way I see Street Photography
On my daily troll through online news, sports, and entertainment items I often check out Fstoppers.com, an excellent source for photographers of all abilities and interests. A recent blog talked about street photography and how photographers must practice care, discretion, and resilience to get good shots. For some persons appearing in public, the taking of... Continue Reading →
Meet my friend Ray
Ray Fletcher and I go back a long way, to the winter of 1983. We had both gone north to the Anglican Diocese of Yukon, Ray as a parish priest first in Atlin and later Dawson City. I arrived to join the Yukon Apostolate, an informal order of laity keen to serve the Church in... Continue Reading →
How to lead prayers in the US Senate — Clergy-craft 101
With thanks to Curtis M Wong writing in the Huffington Post So here’s a clergy gig I have never held, and never will — Chaplain to the United States Senate. What does one say? What can one say? In an effort to surface divine love, before many who are interested more in loyalty to a... Continue Reading →
Meet my friend Bonnie
I met Bonnie a little over a year ago up on the hill at the Summerland Ornamental Gardens on the grounds of the Summerland Research Station. Dressed in jeans and a green shirt her small frame belied her confident energy; she was buzzing around like a Queen Bee (an adult, mated female that lives in... Continue Reading →
Buck nails it in Game 5 – An appreciation of Sportsnet’s Dan and Buck
On what may be in the final game in the 2025 World Series today, and at the end of a remarkable season for the Toronto Blue Jays I am glad to share the appreciation below from the Toronto Sun’s Mike Ganter. AIRWAVES: Blue Jays broadcaster Buck Martinez defies the odds and the adages calling Game... Continue Reading →
Blue Jays baseball — Let’s play ball
Gotta love our Toronto Blue Jays. Their 2025 season story continues to unfold and delight fans everywhere. This year, fans smile rather than grimace. Blue shirts, caps, hoodies, scarves, and socks are on full display everywhere right now. Eight months ago the season looked like a sorry repeat of the 2024 season’s last-place finish in... Continue Reading →
William Morris and St. Stephen Anglican Church, Summerland
An old bridal tale goes: Something old,something new,something borrowed,something blue . . . In a different tone and context, the good book reminds us: No one sews a piece of unshrunk cloth on an old cloak; otherwise, the patch pulls away from it, the new from the old, and a worse tear is made. (Mark... Continue Reading →