The Irish, since the times of the ancient Celts of that green land, have cherished the idea of ‘thin spots’ - believing, that though the Almighty is always near, there are times and places when tha
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The following information about the Barber Family of Fressingfield, Suffolk, England is gathered from The Bohun of Fressingfield Cartulary, Edited by Bridget Welss-Furry in the series Suff
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The picture is of my mother's father, Ernest Hayes Almas (1900-1938).
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Here are some words from the book we all love [I John 3:1 – 3].
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Rural churches have always known that they cannot survive by themselves.
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What can I bring Him – poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a Lamb, If I were a wise-man, I would do my part; Yet what I
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Are we in danger or have we actually missed the point of why the Church exits, why were called out and into? C. S.
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O Trinity of Love,
you have been with us at the world’s beginning;
be with us till the world’s end.
You have been with us at our life’s shaping;
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OUR FATHER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN, HALLOWED BE YOUR NAME.
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War is Hell. There are no winners. And few in this world ever remain untouched by its indignities, subtractions and horrors.
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This, in sermon form, is an attempt to catch some insight into the Christian doctrine of 'the Trinity.'
Of Shamrocks and Things
John 14:1- 14
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Whenever we ask Who and What is God? Who and What is He like? - the first answer that Scripture gives seems to be: 'Look at what I’ve made! Look at the Creation!’
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Whether we have ‘come strategies’ or ‘go strategies’ as local churches, we are to consider ourselves ‘sent’ (that is, in apostolic ministry) following the Saviour and with His apprentice-disc
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"The sky has changed!" declare the indigenous peoples of the North, the Inuit.
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So we’ve come to the serious waiting time that is Advent as we long for the joys of Christmas, the memories, inspiration, spirit and impetus of Christmas.
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About four kilometres east of Tinahely in the lovely Irish garden county of Wicklow, is a crossroad. At that junction, R747 from Aughrim turns right towards Tinahely.
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The lyrics for Hurt a song written by Trent Reznor and first released on Nine Inch Nails in 1994, come with all of the hurt, pain, and crying-out-loud hone
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Asking where You are, Lord, wondering where You’ve been, is like standing in a hurricane, trying to find the wind.
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Walking through Ephesus (in modern day Turkey), recently, was an incredible experience. It is ‘up and down’ terrain, situated in a long sloping valley between two mountains.
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A profound and helpful blessing – my favorite for each day.
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Martin Rees writes - Black holes are simpler than forests and science has its limits.
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We’ve entered a new day, perhaps a new month and even a new year.
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I like to escape into history and to find through my own genealogical records some length and breadth and perspective for the living of my days.
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Canada was once a 'churched' culture. It no longer is that.
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Someone has said, Fail often; it's really the only way you learn. That would be true for most of us, remember, when we were learning to walk.
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A life of trust in God is a beautiful life. The effects and blessings are palpable; others cannot help but notice.
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God of the galaxies, great and beyond,
God of wee seeds and sparrows so small,
Above and below, between and among: --
All praise to You.
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The Church celebrates Epiphany on January 6th of each year.
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Candy floss dreams that drop
To pew ahead, behind.
Sticking there unseen
And closing hymn announced,
Bumps along to Invitation.
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