Christmas politics

From SALT, an Emmy Award winning, not-for-profit production company dedicated to the craft of visual storytelling. The article below was first published here. There can be a gauzy, candlelit coziness to Christmas Eve and Day โ€” and thatโ€™s all well and good, as far as it goes. Coziness in the midst of December is a fine... Continue Reading →

Do Re Mi and Ho Ho Ho

More original fiction from your humble scribe โ€œI know weโ€™re not all here yet, but letโ€™s start anyway,โ€ Gladys announced. โ€œThe others will arrive soon, I hope.โ€ Awkwardly spaced between uncomfortable pews, we gathered upstairs in the church sanctuary, an uncomfortable though convenient rehearsal space, huddled around the one-manual, four-stop pipe organ donated by someone,... Continue Reading →

Oh Christmas Tree

A sermon for the congregation of St. Stephen Anglican Church, Summerland BC, on the Third Sunday of Advent, December 14th 2025 She would not get out of my way. Maddening, and frustrating to me, there she was; and so she remained, right in front of me. Admittedly, I am not the most patient of persons;... Continue Reading →

Advent Blues and A Blessing

From author and artist Jan Richardson It grows only deeper, this sense of how closely light and dark live together, and how grace imbues the places that are most laden with shadows and unfathomable mystery. The season of Advent impresses this upon us with such intention, with its exquisite weave of stories and images that... Continue Reading →

In quires and places where they sing

Feel free to complete the phrase above with the response: โ€œHere followeth the anthem.โ€ Since the Anglican Book of Common Prayer of 1549 the rubric welcomes and encourages musical creativity and ability in the public services of Morning and Evening Prayer. Visitors to Anglican cathedrals and larger parish churches throughout the Anglican Communion may find... Continue Reading →

Early Sunday morning

Another in a series of original short stories. Enjoy โ€œBetween the vestibule and the altar,ย ย ย  let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, weep.โ€ (Book of Job) I wasnโ€™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 →

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