A Christmas Poem

A Christmas Poem

Originally performed at Trinity Church, December 2013.    Photo by Matt Civico


God spoke and made heaven and Earth…he made everything on, under, inside, and above. God made man and woman to be with him and they were like him. And he gave them jobs, to work and explore, to create and enjoy. To worship God as king and queen of creation.

As you can tell things were going great. The first husband and wife had plenty; no need for socks or shirts. No, not nudists, they didn’t even know naked. The earth and everything in it, God entrusted it. Adam gave the lion his name and Eve ran her hands through his mane. But God had made friends, not toys, so when the serpent slid on the scene Adam and E, they filled their own cup. They drank the serpent’s wine, but it was actually turpentine.

After the Fall

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The (im)Potent Mockingjay

The (im)Potent Mockingjay

A helpless symbol of power.

Katniss Everdeen won the Hunger Games, caught fire, and became the Mockingjay: the face of a revolution. But the Mockingjay is not Katniss Everdeen. Katniss is a girl at her breaking point; the Mockingjay is a symbol that has it all together.

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Why I’m an Anglo in a French Church

Why I’m an Anglo in a French Church

I’m from Montreal Quebec, born and raised. Montreal is known for many things, not least being poutine and Osheaga, but south of the border and elsewhere in Canada, Montreal is known as a bilingual city. It is the gateway to Québécois culture, and Francophone culture at large, in North America. It’s rather exotic, has a distinctive charm, and I used to hate living here.

If you had asked me 10 years ago where I wanted to live after finishing school, I would have said “anywhere but here.” The sum of my ambition at 15 was to find a place where I didn’t have to inconvenience myself just to ask a stranger for the time.

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Falling for Autumn

What is it about dying trees, cold winds, and shorter days that drives me to wake up with the sun and go for a run with a toque on? It can’t only be me. Well, maybe you’re not a runner or a morning person–that’s ok–there’s plenty of other things autumn is good for, other than chilly sunrises.


I’ve heard people say that autumn makes them sad, and yet (many) others say that it’s their favourite season. The anticipation leading up to Spring and Summer is hopeful and light, and for good reason too (Canada!), but the anticipation of Autumn and Winter can be more like varying degrees of dread for some. While I do prefer sweaters to sunscreen I have nothing against Summer; it’s great and I enjoy it to the fullest. Still, there is something about the onset of autumn that inspires me. Fall is my favourite season precisely because it makes me a bit sad. Let me explain.

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Reflections on The Pilgrim’s Progress

The Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan is a spiritual classic that you’ve heard about but if you’re like me, 20-something and easily distracted, you probably haven’t read.
Maybe you dislike moral allegory, or the medieval Everyman dramatic structure. That’s undertandable. There’s also the thee’s, thou’s, henceforths, and forthwiths; I get it, we don’t speak that way anymore and it can be hard to follow. We can feel like all these 17th century people ever did was read (and write), the literate ones at any rate. Let’s just wait for the movie, no?
There is a movie.
But I still think you should read it. Here’s why:

1) It does what it means to do, and does it well.

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