Wednesday, October 21, 2026

“For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home.” (Matthew 25:43, New Living Translation)

                 Among various articles on pumpkin spice, hiking trails and Italian wines in the Life section of the Globe today was an intriguing one entitled “Talking to Strangers.” (Erin Anderssen) This is something many of us, including myself, are not very good at, engaging someone we don’t know in a friendly, meaningful and interesting way. I have never been very good at small talk. I am quite introverted. I can be shy in the midst of strangers in a crowd and wait to be engaged rather than take the initiative myself. As a pastor, I had to work very intentionally to speak to guests and strangers in my church. I am not alone. “Instead, we pass each other by, eyes averted, heads crooked toward screens, missing out on the everyday greetings and more meaningful interactions that boost well-being and create safer, more caring communities.”

                I bet you didn’t know that November 23rd to the 29^th is “Talk to a Stranger Week,”  “to challenge Canadians to get more chatty on the bus, at the dog park, in passing on the street.” Apparently, it is becoming a movement around the world, known by many names,  inspiring and urging us to be more deliberately connected to each other. “A growing number of places have started campaigns, events and programs to kickstart those conversations.”  It is so easy for so many  to hide behind secret and anonymous Twitter accounts and the like and be cowardly judgmental, nasty and critical with no accountability. But this movement towards strangers offers a healthier and more personal solution to the isolation, the loneliness and the alienation that exists all around us. “Around the world, there’s a sense that humanity generally needs a neighbourly tune-up.”

                A simple “Watcha doing?” can start an interesting conversation with a stranger. One is not trying to start a life-long friendship necessarily but simply it is a way of expanding one’s connections and thereby broaden one’s understanding and appreciation of others.  We may be pleasantly surprised to find our biases, prejudices, opinions and assumptions melt away because we have taken a little extra time to have a conversation with someone we didn’t know before. I have worked hard to get to know names and some of the stories of the people and even their dogs in our apartment building. It has helped me feel part of a community. I hope that I am also giving something back in return.

                We may never invite strangers into our homes like Jesus said. Sadly, we live in dangerous times when there are unscrupulous people who might try to take advantage of our friendliness. Yet, this caveat does not exempt us from showing kindness, compassion, understanding, tolerance and patience towards strangers around us. Life is too short to waste it on judgment, criticism, hatred, prejudice and exclusionism.  It bothers me immensely how immigrants are generally being treated here in North America, as some sort of scourge almost. It is unwarranted by and large. If you get to know their stories just a little bit, they are as every bit like “us” as anyone. “In real life, strangers are far less dangerous, significantly more honest and much happier to chat with us than we believe – and than crime TV and social media suggest.”

“Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it!” (Hebrews 13:2) Jesus, of course, is the “angel” in the room in his own parable. What we do for others, we have done for him. So, smile and say hello, at least; ask how they are doing if you get a chance; learn their names; shake their hand, perhaps; hear their story if they wish to share it.  Just be Jesus to one and all!

 

Prayer:

O God, our for-ever Friend, you have opened your Kingdom to all and invited us to enjoy your Sacred Hospitality. You grace us with your Love without discrimination or preference.  Help us, O Lord, to reach out to others with the same focus as Jesus Christ, to love with compassion and righteousness any and all who cross our path. May we see Jesus in the face of each and every stranger. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Wednesday, October 14, 2026

“Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins and loses one. Won’t she light a lamp and sweep the entire house and search carefully until she finds it?” (Luke 15:8, New Living Translation)

                 Yesterday, I finished a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle. It has been the hardest puzzle I have ever done and I have done dozens upon dozens. I began it back in May, working on it a couple of hours every day except weekends. (Well, you know, there are sports on the weekends.) What made it so very hard was twofold. One, it is was circular and there was no uniformity to the shapes or sizes of the pieces. In fact, it didn’t fit my table and I had to rig up some bristle board to give me the extra space I needed. Secondly, it was a kaleidoscopic mural of similar colours and images which gave few clues as to what fitted where. The back of the puzzle featured various geometric shapes which I used to verify that the pieces went together. My occupational therapist said that he wanted me to send him a picture of it when it was done as he couldn’t believe that it was possible to do.

                As I got close to the finish, there were three pieces missing. Yes, I had 997 pieces finally in place, but the puzzle was not complete. I still felt good about what I had accomplished but if I couldn’t find those missing three pieces, it was going to be very disappointing. I was prepared to search every nook and cranny in hopes that I would find them.  To my delight, I found all three pieces together, hiding under a bag on the floor, not far from the table. That thrilled me just as about a much as having done the whole puzzle up to then. I didn’t throw a party but I did get a big hug from Susan for completing the project. Double delight!

                The parable of the woman and her lost coin reminds me of Jesus’ words. “Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and he will give you everything you need.” (Matthew 6:33) There are some things in our lives, beyond the material and the quantitative, which are deeply worthy of our efforts to attain. There are worthy goals and ambitions that demand our attention and focus. We should not procrastinate. We should not give up. We should not neglect our pursuit of righteousness and faithfulness.  Like the parable’s woman, nothing is so inconsequential or so trivial that we can afford to just let it go. Jesus calls us to pursue his Way with vigour and resolve.

                People may lose their faith. Some lose hope. Others lose trust in others. Some lose their self-esteem. Others lose relationships or friendships. Some may lose health and security.  But no matter the losses which we experience, through them all, we must intentionally seek the goodness of God’s Love for us. “Search for the Lord and for his strength; continually seek him.” (Psalm 105:4)

                Perhaps, the woman would have “gotten by” with the coins she had left. We don’t know the reasons for her persistence in finding just one coin.  But she understood that it mattered greatly that she finds it. We are taught through her example that it is sometimes paying attention to the little things in our lives that bring us joy and peace. It is doing the extra little thing that brings us satisfaction and happiness. Jesus talked about the need to go the extra mile in doing good. It is always a good feeling when something small adds up to helping someone in need or gives a boost to someone who is hurting. There are many ways to seek the Kingdom of God and some may seem inconsequential at first. But in God’s hands, they may reap a great harvest. But nothing will happen if we don’t try.

                Sometimes, our lives may get so cluttered and messy that we may  not even notice what we have lost. Maybe, this parable can speak to us that we need to clean up our act.  There comes a time when we need to get rid of the dust-bunnies hiding under our psyches and consciences.  It may be time to do a little spiritual, moral house-cleaning, getting rid of the things that don’t matter or break our spirits or lead astray. Perhaps, there is no better time than the present to get our lives back in order, back to God, back to the Kingdom Way. “Purify me from my sins, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.” (Psalm 51:7)

                There is no time like the present to go looking for that lost “coin.”

 Prayer:

Our Lord and Good Shepherd, you are never weary in seeking us to include us in your Kingdom’s plans. You never give up on us, no matter how far we have strayed. We ask that you Spirit inspire us to be equally diligent and thorough in seeking the Jesus Way of life and faith.  May we never cease loving you nor neglect the compassion and goodness of our Christian calling.  We seek Jesus in all we say, think or do. In Jesus’ name, amen.

                 

               

 Wednesday, October 7, 2026

“For I fully expect and hope that I will never be ashamed, but that I will continue to be bold for Christ, as I have been in the past. And I trust that my life will bring honor to Christ, whether I live or die.” (Philippians 1:20, New Living Translation)

               “Bold” derives from an old English (West Saxon) word, “beald”, meaning "stout-hearted, brave, confident, strong."  Our seven-year-old grand-daughter, Amelia, exhibited some of the boldness of her late, great-grandmother, Barb Neal, this past Friday. Mom could take great mischievous, undaunted  delight in arranging “surprises” for birthdays and other cerebrations, especially at restaurants. At the restaurant on Friday, where we were celebrating my birthday, there was Amelia sidling up to our waitress and arranging for a birthday cupcake to be delivered to our table along with the requisite “Happy Birthday” song and a birthday picture to be taken. There had already been several such celebrations and she didn’t want me to be left out. She boldly acted on her own and it was done before any of the others of us knew what she was doing. Thank you, great-grandma Barb!

                The apostle Paul wrote about being bold for Christ. Amelia’s actions got me to thinking about what that might mean. Here are a few thoughts.

                “Instead, we will speak the truth in love, growing in every way more and more like Christ, who is the head of his body, the church.” (Ephesians 4:15) Some people may interpret this verse as permission to be bluntly and rudely honest.  I have had a couple of parishioners like that.  I have been prone to be like that myself on occasion. But we are missing the “in love” part of the equation. This is whole verse calls us to be Christ-like in our words and actions towards others. It means we should choose our words wisely and carefully so as to build up and not just tear down. Our words should be spoken respectfully, humbly, in the hopes that we might repair any damage or hurt caused in our relationships. Sometimes, the truth spoken needs to be more about ourselves than our brother or sister in Christ. “This is how I want you to conduct yourself in these matters. If you enter your place of worship and, about to make an offering, you suddenly remember a grudge a friend has against you, abandon your offering, leave immediately, go to this friend and make things right. Then and only then, come back and work things out with God.” (Matthew 5: 22-24, The Message Bible)

                “Just say a simple, ‘Yes, I will,’ or ‘No, I won’t.’ Anything beyond this is from the evil one.” (Matthew 5:37) Don’t make promises you can’t keep. Don’t be a hypocrite.  The epistle writer, James gave us a vivid image of the damage our words can cause. "If you claim to be religious but don’t control your tongue, you are fooling yourself, and your religion is worthless.” (James 1:26) There are many ways that we may think we are being bold in our faith by using Jesus to be judgmental, critical, authoritative, preachy, condemnatory and self-righteous on top of it all. But authentic boldness for Christ leads us to servanthood, humility, trustworthiness, compassion, and the fruit of love. Piety is not measured by how loud we are, but by the fruit of the Spirit, “love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.” (Galatians 5L 22 -23)

                “Yet our God gave us the courage to declare his Good News to you boldly, in spite of great opposition.” (1 Thessalonians 2:2) In the Book of Acts, there are several times when the members of the new Church were described as boldly spreading the Good News of Jesus Christ. Yes, sometimes, that was by preaching openly in public places. But it was even more so by demonstrating the power of the Holy Spirit through their acts of love, generosity, compassion and good works. As a friend of mine often says, "Spread the Gospel; if necessary, use words.”  Good evangelism happens through our love for one another.  It is not the grandiose sermon that wins the hearts of people but our actions of compassion, justice, good works so that when people ask why we do what we do, we are prepared to share with them the Good News of Jesus Christ. “Let your conversation be gracious and attractive so that you will have the right response for everyone.” (Colossians 4:6) And if that mean to be counter-cultural, to go against the grain of popular belief as we live out our faith, so be it.

                So, let’s be bold – in a Christ-like way. Stand up, stand up for Jesus!

 Prayer:

                O God, our Redeemer, may the words of our mouths and the actions of our hands and hearts be acceptable to you. Save us from false piety and aggressive behaviour towards others. Lead us in the way of Jesus, the Way of Love, forgiveness, kindness and mercy. May we put into action the loving words of our faith.  In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Then the Lord told Moses, “Go down and prepare the people for my arrival. Consecrate them today and tomorrow, and have them wash their clothing. (Exodus 19:10, New Living Translation)

               Our text would make a good sermon text for an induction sermon for a new pastor into  his or her new church or perhaps for an ordination service. God has ordered Moses to get his people ready for God’s appearance in three days time. Every time a minister creates a worship service and delivers a sermon, the pastor-shepherd is enabling the creation of sacred space and time so that God’s people, i.e. the Church, might experience the presence of God in some fashion. It was a task that I never took lightly or casually when I was in pastoral ministry. From the opening invocation, every hymn, every prayer, every liturgy, every scripture, every word of my sermon to the final benediction was artfully and thoughtfully sculpted in hopes that the people of my congregations just might experience the Spirit of God in some aspect or another. “O God, we meditate on your unfailing love as we worship in your Temple.”  (Psalm 48:9)

                Part of the Israelite people’s preparations meant coming before God in clean clothes. It used to be that Sunday was the one special day of the week that everybody put on their best clothes, the Sunday-go-to-meeting clothes. There would be a Saturday night bath or a Sunday morning shower.  People would put their ordinary, sweaty, old  work clothes off to the side and come together in their cleanest and shiniest best. Now, I don’t think one’s clothes should deter anyone from worship. I certainly don’t believe that God is judging anyone with a few tatters or buttons missing. God wants everyone to join him in worship. God is not going to exclude anyone if your jeans area little dirty.

                But the grumpy old man in me also winces at how casual worship attire has become, especially among the clergy. I get it, robes are maybe a bit over-the-top in most churches.  Once, I had a child ask me at the door why I was in a dress. I get it, too, that clergy don’t want to be seen as separate from or different from the ordinary Jane or John sitting in the congregation. Yet, we pastors have a unique function to represent and present God in Jesus Christ to our people. That is special! It matters that we look the part.

                That silly pet peeve aside, the real point is that we prepare ourselves, both clergy and people, for the awesome appearance of God. “On the morning of the third day, thunder roared and lightning flashed, and a dense cloud came down on the mountain. There was a long, loud blast from a ram’s horn, and all the people trembled.” (19:16) It is highly unlikely that we will hear thunder and see lightening in any of our church services on a Sunday. Although, in the book of Acts, we read that after a very inspiring prayer service at the Jerusalem church, “the meeting place shook, and they were all filled with the Holy Spirit. Then they preached the word of God with boldness.” (Acts 4:31) Pentecostals, of course, are renowned for raising the roof, but we, Canadian Baptists, are somewhat tamer although we love a good rousing hymn sing, an inspiring and uplifting sermon, or listening to a beautiful emotive anthem or solo. I’ve had a few thunderstorms happening coincidentally (?) during a worship service and it was kind of exciting. But, by and large, our modern worship services are not quite so loud and boisterous as it was for the Israelites.

                Be that as it may, our preparations are the key to avail ourselves to the living God in our lives. Our relationship with God is a dynamic, living, interactive and sacred activity. It doesn’t happen by chance usually. Jesus told several parables about the need for his followers to be prepared for what God was about to do. “You also must be ready all the time, for the Son of Man will come when least expected.” (Matthew 24:44) We are called to prepare ourselves for Jesus’ arrival, for God’s presence, for the work of the Holy Spirit in our ourselves personally and in our churches collectively.  The washing of clothes can become a metaphor for getting our hearts, minds, souls and even bodies in a healthy, clean state of being so that we may receive the Love of God in all its power. “Happy are those who hear the joyful call to worship, for they will walk in the light of your presence, Lord.” (Psalm 89:15)

 

Prayer

Our amazing God, we confess that we lose our focus and become distracted when we join with others in worship. We become distracted or even feel unworthy of entering your holy presence.  Yet, your Love through Jesus Christ has washed us clean and you are eager to invite us to meet with you and experience your Grace and Mercy. We come to you with gratitude, hope and give you our love in return. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, September 23, 2026

“You can enter God’s Kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to hell is broad, and its gate is wide for the many who choose that way. But the gateway to life is very narrow and the road is difficult, and only a few ever find it.” (Matthew 7: 13 -14, New Living Translation)

               It had been such a good day in Mississauga on Saturday. Our whole family along with Susan’s two sisters and Sharon’s two adult children had gathered at her father’s home to remember her sister Jennifer who died earlier this year. We shared laugher and tears and stories. It was a grand day.

                But exhausting as well. So, when we left in the early evening, I was very tired. But it was only an hour’s drive to get home.  As I drove, I sort of put my mind on automatic pilot. Therefore, I missed my usual turn to get onto Hwy 427 to take me up to the 407, something I have done dozens and dozens of times.  But no big deal – I’d simply take the Gardner Expressway to the Don Valley Parkway and then the 401, heading for home in Whitby. It would take a little longer – but not much. But before long, the expressway did indeed become a parkway – no express, and a lot of park. I had hit the mother of all road jams.  Stop and not much go. A road sign alerted me that it was going to take an hour to get to the 401. (There had been a traffic accident on the DVP that closed two of the three lanes.)

                Now, I took this unfortunate turn of events with my usual calm, good-natured, look-on-the-bright-side demeanor.  Yeah, right! Not a chance!  I railed, fumed, ranted, sputtered for twenty minutes or so over my absolute stupidity and bad fortune. Poor Susan. I had no one to blame but myself and I let myself have it, full bore, although God might have had an earful or two about letting this happen. I can’t even say that I felt any better after the rant was over. It certainly didn’t make the traffic move any faster.  A one-hour drive became a two-hour drive. Serve’s me right for my inattention and wool-gathering.

                That’s a long preamble to get to our text today.  We use the expression to be on the straight and narrow sometimes. It comes from this text. One definition is “living an honest, moral, and disciplined life, avoiding wrongdoing and staying on a virtuous path.”  But Jesus points out that this can be very challenging. It is not automatic. You’ve got to pay attention to your “driving”. You have to be intentional, observant, aware, vigilant.  Otherwise, we find ourselves in circumstances, challenges and difficulties that slow us down and bring us to a standstill. Or worse, we find ourselves in a self-destructive state  of being, “the highway to hell.”

                It is easy to choose the wrong way, thinking that it really doesn’t matter. One way is as good as another. We might even prefer the easy way until it becomes a roadblock. We may let things slip and slide, putting off those things that help make our lives more fruitful. We make poor and maybe even bad choices. Our intentions may be good but we get side-tracked. We become distracted. We take the wrong road. We fail to read the signs.  And we end up where we don’t want to be.

                Taking the right way, the Jesus way, the Gospel way, is difficult. It goes against the grain of our society and culture. It was amazing how many of us got caught in that same traffic jam on Saturday. We were all following the same road and all of us got stuck. We were all like sheep without a shepherd. If I had been smarter, I would have gotten off that highway and gone back to where I wanted to go in the first place. But I didn’t, probably because I kept thinking that it was going to get moving any moment. Except it didn’t. I was stuck as the rest of the cars. This is what happens when you conform to the world as Paul wrote. “Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.” (Romans 12: 1 -2, The Message Bible)

                Sometimes, we have to learn the hard way. But as long as we learn…

 Prayer

Our loving Creator, forgive us as we weave in and out of the way of Jesus Christ. We confess that there are times that we have taken the wrong road at the wrong times. Yet you always reveal to us the right way, the road perhaps less travelled, but the road that leads us to you Grace and Love. Help us to read and appreciate the signs that mark the way for us. Help us to hear the voice of Jesus and follow him. In his name, we pray, amen.

 

Wednesday, September 16, 2026

“God spoke: “Lights! Come out! Shine in Heaven’s sky! Separate Day from Night. Mark seasons and days and years, Lights in Heaven’s sky to give light to Earth.” And there it was. (Genesis 1:14, The Message Bible)

               Where has the summer gone? I am not done with it yet! I like the long hours of daylight. I don’t want cold and snow. I want short sleeves and tee shirts, not boots and gloves and winter parkas.  I know that as a good Canadian, I’m supposed to say that I love the four seasons of a Canadian year.  But I want summer to last longer and winter days be fewer. Like many seniors have found, the days just seem to fly by and there is just no stopping precious time. I look at our grandchildren and wonder when did they get to be so tall and so much older?

                But apparently all these seasonal shifts are a part of God’s creative plan and according to the Creation narratives, “God saw that it was good.” Each “day” was full of change and an abundance of life and creative energy. Each day was a blessing. Each day was a vibrant celebration of possibility and accomplishment.  Each day produced life, new forms of flora and fauna, and all living things including, finally, man and woman. For six glorious “days,” God fashioned our beautiful and Edenic world and all that is in it. Only at the end, did God rest and look at what he had made.  God looked over everything he had made; “it was so good, so very good!”

                So, who am I to quibble over the changing of seasons or the passage of time? They are a wondrous gift from God. Every season in our lives brings new possibility, fresh understanding, evokes powerful memories, and becomes a celebration of the goodness of God. We are reminded of those words from Ecclesiastes: “For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1) In that well-known passage, the Teacher covers the gamut of human life’s experiences, both the good and the not-so-good. The teacher is somewhat cynical about these changes in life, but this text can be used for our understanding that life is  not static and is always in motion.  Our human lives fluctuate in many ways.  We need always to be aware as to how God is also moving with us in these changes.  “For we are what he has made us, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we may walk in them.” (Ephesians 2:10, New Living Translation)

                In the beginning of the Creation narratives, there is much emphasis on the creation of light. “God saw that light was good and separated light from dark.” (vss. 3 -5)  As the day-light get shorter and shorter and  we move deeper into the Autumn season,  there is still much brightness in our world. Farmers’ markets are bursting in abundance. The air will  become fresh and crisp.  Fall colours will make us gasp with awe. Every season has its possibilities and opportunities to find God in them, even winter.  Light plays an important part in the darkness. It sets apart the influence of God’s Creative Love and Grace from the elements of darkness. Even in the dark night of the souls, God’s Light be found.  Winter never has the last word.  “The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who lived in a land of deep darkness— on them light has shined.” (Isaiah 9:2)

                In an  echo of the Genesis story, John the Gospel writer  wrote, “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overtake it.” (John 1:5) He lifts up Jesus Christ as the true Light who has come into the world (1:9) so that we may see the best way forward. We live our lives each and  every day, no matter what the season, in the accompaniment of the Light of Jesus. “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12)

                Shine Jesus, shine!

 Prayer;

Our Creator God, fill us with the light of your Love and Grace. May we reflect the shining countenance of Jesus in all that we say or do. Enlighten us with compassion, forgiveness, mercy and love so that we, too. may be light for others.  May your face shine upon us and grant us your Peace. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, September 9, 2026

“And no one puts new wine into old wineskins. For the old skins would burst from the pressure, spilling the wine and ruining the skins. New wine is stored in new wineskins so that both are preserved.” (Matthew 9:17, New Living Translation)

               It is a tradition in our family that, on the first day of school in September, pictures are taken of our grandchildren as they head off to school  and then the pictures are posted on our family chat page. Smiling and shiny faces, for the most part; eager, for the most part, for the new year ahead. All of our grand children are now in full elementary school from grade 1 to grade 8. Each year, we remark how they have grown and changed. Many of us might recall how those first few days of school felt with brand new text books to be studied and fresh, unmarked note books for our homework, maybe some new pencil crayons still sharp and never used, making new friends.  Anticipation, expectations, possibilities, resolve and determination, with maybe just a touch of anxiety and concern. Most students, at least, begin with high hopes for the year.  

                I was always hyped about the beginning of the church year in September. New and fresh starts were in the air.  The business and the work of the church was getting off to a renewed beginning. I had a new sermon schedule. There would be a new bible study to begin. Choir revved up.  Sunday school was going to get started. I had some new ideas to try and had set some new goals and ambitions for the church year ahead. I was raring to go! The “problem” was that my folk didn’t quite share my enthusiasm for the coming year. It often seemed that it would take until Thanksgiving in October for them to really get up to speed. I never really ever adjusted to the lag.

                But now that I am a senior, I understand better. I don’t appreciate newness in the same way as I once did. I like things to stay the same. I don’t like surprises. I try to avoid most new challenges. I don’t want change; I want the familiar, the tried and true, the no-surprises agenda. Besides, at my age, I tend to agree with the writer of Ecclesiastes that there is nothing new under the sun anyway. “Sometimes people say, ‘Here is something new!’ But actually, it is old; nothing is ever truly new.” (Ecclesiastes 1:10) Please don’t innovate, change, renovate, alter or modernize anything going on in my world  on my account. The same old same old is just fine.

                But our text challenges us that fresh beginnings are a life-enriching experience if we let them into our lives. God offered his people these words as words of possibility and hope in the middle of life-draining exile : “For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.” (Isaiah 43:19) Just when we think that nothing is changeable, that all is predictable, that life is one damn thing after another, God pours out his wondrous Love in invigorating, refreshing, enlivening, copious portions. “Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning.” (Lamentations 3:23)

                And when God strikes something new, one can’t just put it in back in the bottle and recap it. It calls for a response. It demands an action. It calls out our commitment. We are supposed to pay attention, do our homework, have good attendance, get involved, participate in “class”, be a good classmate, and strive to do our best. Don’t let the ordinary be your high bar.  God is always teaching us something new, always giving us instructions in new possibilities, always stretching each of us to reach our potential as children of God. “This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!” (2 Corinthians 5: 17)

                Even at my age? Yes, even at my age!

Prayer:

Our Loving Creator, we celebrate the newness which you give to us through so many ways and means. Help us to be receptive to your vision fore us and the Church. We pray for students and teachers who have begun a new year; keep them safe and ready to both learn and teach. But teach us all what it means to be a disciple of Jesus Christ that we may always be ready and willing to strive for Christian excellence. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, August 19, 2026

[I am taking a two-week mental health break to renew the creative juices. I will be back on Wednesday, September 9^th.]

The man answered, “‘You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, all your strength, and all your mind.’ And, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ (Luke q0:27, New Living Translation)

              After the ecstasy and the agony of last year’s season, it has been painful for me to cheer for the Toronto Blue Jays, this season. They have been mostly a very mediocre and sometimes downright awful baseball team in 2026, far from their World Series appearance from last year. But all of a sudden, this past couple or weeks or so, they are playing better, winning baseball and are, incredibly, fighting for a playoff spot. But to be honest, as much as I am cheering for them to succeed, there is a part of me that remains agonizingly skeptical, doubtful and even pessimistic about their chances.  I am waiting for this bubble to burst and they will revert to their normal selves and miss out on the playoffs. In my heart, I am a believer, but in my mind, I am waiting for the let-down and the disappointment. A fair-weather fan, I guess. “Lord, I believe, help my unbelief.”

                It is sometimes difficult to be all-in on our passions or at least to maintain the fervor and idealism that we started out with. Our hearts might be in the right places, but the mind begins to wander. Other things interrupt and intrude. Drought-ful experiences drain our energy. Doubts and questions seep in. We get older and sometimes a little jaded. There are distractions and a cacophony of opinions, news and a bevy of alternatives which vie for our attention and loyalty. Perhaps, we have seen it all, heard it all and know it all - and have stopped caring. Buyer, beware. If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice shame on me.

                Our text comes from the story of a rigorous teacher of the law posing a question to Jesus about the greatest commandment. Jesus asked him what the Law actually said. The man knows the correct answer. Perhaps he has recited it so often that it is now automatic, pure rote and he has little or no  passion for the words he speaks. Does he practice what he preaches? Does he live everyday by the import of these two commandments?  Does he say the words because he knows that it is the right answer and is showing off his piety?  Perhaps, he all is Law and no action. The dry bones of faith but no sinew or muscle to  back it up.        

But the lead commandment is about giving one’s faith one’s all, no half measures, no qualifications, without reserve “that you love the Lord your God with all your passion and prayer and muscle and intelligence—and that you love your neighbor as well as you do yourself.”. (The Message Bible) Heart, mind, body and soul. That’s an incredible commitment on our behalf. There are no days off. There are no exceptions. There are no limitations. This is not to say that we all must live in a spiritual fever pitch for 24 hours a day; that would exhaust and burn us out. But it is to say that we practice our faith intentionally and whole-heartedly every day. There will be ebbs and flows, but the core values will always determine our intentions, actions and words. We persevere. We don’t give up. “I press on to reach the end of the race and receive the heavenly prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us.” (Philippians 3:14)

We don’t just say the right words; we live the right way.

In Luke’s version, Jesus’ encounter with the religious scholar leads to the wonderful parable about the Good Samaritan. The high-and-mighty religious leaders walked by the wounded man on the other side of the road. But the much-despised Samaritan stopped and helped the man and went far beyond just meagre assistance. He gave it his all, words plus action. A doctor friend of mine always said, “Preach the Gospel; if necessary, use words.”

            Living for Jesus a life that is true,
            striving to please Him in all that I do,
            yielding allegiance, glad-hearted and free,
            this is the pathway of blessing for me.

Refrain:
            Jesus, Lord and Savior,
            I give myself to Thee;
            for Thou, in Thine atonement,
            didst give Thyself for me.
            I own no other master;
            my heart shall be Thy throne.
            My life I give, henceforth to live,
            O Christ, for Thee alone.

Prayer:

Our Loving God, grant us the desire and the energy to live our faith each and everyday. Help fan into flames the sort of faith that inspires even when we feel weak and weary. We give you our undivided love and whole-hearted commitment. Help us to follow Jesus this day and every day. Amen. 

Wednesday, August 12, 2026

For the commandments say, “You must not commit adultery. You must not murder. You must not steal. You must not covet.” These - and other such commandments - are summed up in this one commandment: “Love your neighbour as yourself.” (Romans 13:9, New Living Translation)

               “Me-maxxing” is a new term which I have discovered. It is the evolution of the me-decade from a  few decades ago in which the lure off self-fulfillment was front and centre in many people’s lives. But now our modern technology has refined and polished our ability to have our personal sacrosanct worlds revolve around each of us, individually, if we so choose. Our use of the internet and our cell phones is limiting the interaction we have with others. We text instead of call.  We get our money from ATM without seeing a human teller. We order take-in  food from our phones and barely thank the driver who delivers it or he or she just leaves it outside our doors. We can use the self-checkouts at the grocery store or pharmacy. We limit our choices with people on-line. Some are having a “relationship” with an AI avatar.  In the article I read, it says, “As a result, the optimization of my time also means I’m skipping those moments of human exchange, all to save a few saved minutes.” It seems that we are on our own and many like it that way.

                That same article quotes a study out of the University of Arizona that claims that we are using fewer and fewer actual words as the years go by – over a 30% drop since 2005. We are simply talking to one another less and less. There is a decrease in human interaction. We have fewer real conversations with others.  Covid probably refined and enabled this trend of isolation. Think about how reluctant workers have been to return to their offices and work-places. Yet apparently, there is also an increase in loneliness. People are distant from one another. There are fewer face-to-face interactions, even simple casual ones like talking to a clerk, cashier, salesperson, gas attendant, etc. It seems we are on our own and it is costing us.

                “Love your neighbour as yourself” speaks to this world of me-maxxing. The Apostle Paul is, of course, quoting Jesus, one of the rare instances that he does that. Perhaps, that emphasises the more their importance. The words are in all three Gospels save John’s Gospel. In Matthew, an expert in the Law asked Jesus what was the most important commandment. Jesus replied, “You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. A second is equally important: ‘Love your neighbour as yourself.’” (Matthew 22:37) The words “equally important” have always caught my attention.  Loving our neighbour is as important as loving God. This is echoed in John’s epistle. “Dear friends, let us continue to love one another, for love comes from God. Anyone who loves is a child of God and knows God. But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love.” (1 John 4: 7 -8)

                Paul is also using the same words. Note how he puts these words in the context of the Ten Commandments, but only using the commandments that deal with social relationships between people, the nuts of bolts of what love for one another must look like.  Interactions with others are vital for a healthy character development but these interactions, these relationships, also must be treated with respect, trust, tolerance, acceptance, and appreciation, even the most minor ones.

                “If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care—then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand.” (Philippians 2: 3 -4, The Message Bible)

                Me-maxxing is a temptation. I am introverted, private and somewhat reclusive. I like living quietly in my little hole-in-the-wall, you in your small corner and I in mine. But I am well aware that I need other people, and sometimes, people need me. Our building is a very friendly building.  We tend to look out for each other. I have made an effort to get to know many by name. In some cases, I have learned about some of their personal concerns, interests and lives. I take the time to listen.  I carry on conversations, sometimes just about the weather but sometimes, I listen to their stories, about their families, their illnesses, their circumstances.  That’s not being especially virtuous, but it is being human, being relational, being friendly, being involved.

                Please, find a “neighbour” and  show then some love!

 Prayer:

Our loving God, open our eyes that we might see who is our neighbour. May we treat them as we would have them treat us. Free us from the blinders of  self-interest, judgment, intolerance, prejudice, mistrust. Grant us the skills of conversation, relationship and community-building. Challenge is with your Love that we may love one another just as you have loved us. In Jesus’ name, amen.

               

Wednesday, August 5, 2026

“You have six days each week for your ordinary work, but on the seventh day you must stop working, even during the seasons of plowing and harvest.” (Exodus 34:21, New Living Translation)

                I was reading an article this morning that lamented the loss of the tradition of the Sunday drive. It brought back a flood of memories from my childhood. I recall finding Sunday afternoons being often rather boring. Dad might stretch out on the couch and snooze as a ball game was playing on TY. But I always hoped that, instead, he would say “Let’s go for a drive.”  Perhaps he had a destination or route in mind but I didn’t care.  Away we would go, down unfamiliar roads (to me anyway), out in the country. I always trusted my father that he knew the way and would never get lost. There was no particular destination, no hurriedness, no agenda, just a pleasant drive in the countryside to see what we could see. Favourites were a ferry trip across the Bay of Quinte at Glenora. We  would have ice cream cones while we waited for the ferry.  Or perhaps it would be a stop at the Crofton dairy for some fresh cheese curds and cheese.  If my Dad wasn’t up to it, I would bug my sister and her boyfriend to take me on one of their Sunday drives.  Not usually successfully, but sometimes…

                But these days, the meandering Sunday drive is out of fashion. Gas prices are too high. Many have long car commutes to jobs. We are too tired to spend any more time in the car. Sundays are just as busy a day as any other day of the week. There are errands and shopping to attend to and doing some of the things we didn’t get done during the week. Kids need to get to baseball ball games. The automobile is just a tool to get us to the places we need to get to, faster, sooner and as quickly as possible.

                But our text reminds us that we also need time to catch our breath, cease rushing around, take in the view, enjoy  the big world in which we live and nibble on a few cheese curds along the way.  That doesn’t mean necessarily a revival of the Sunday drive, but it might mean a BBQ or a short drive to the waterfront and just sit and enjoy the scenery. Turn off our devices for an hour or so. Sit under a shade tree and read a book. Have some family time. Save our errands for Monday. Make Sunday special in some way. Do something that is different and creative. Or just maybe, do nothing at all but open a window and feel the breezes.“They must realize that the Sabbath is the Lord’s gift to you.” (exodus 16:29)

                Mark Buchanan wrote a book entitled Spiritual Rhythms, exploring the seasons of the soul. He saw the rhythm of the summer as a time for enjoying the benefits of life. It is a time to slow down, refresh our inner souls and spirits, and enjoy the beauty and bounty around us. Although not from his book, I came across this definition of spiritual rhythms: “Spiritual rhythms refer to regular, habitual practices that nurture spiritual growth and intimacy with God. They are not rigid rules or tasks to check off but are patterns of life that integrate faith into daily living, helping believers experience God’s presence consistently and intentionally.”  Sabbath rest is a time to turn down the intensity of our lives, to cease being driven by our schedules, to open the flow of spiritual, emotional energy which stirs our hearts to gratitude, appreciation and satisfaction.  Trust God that he knows the way and won’t get us lost. “The Sabbath was made to meet the needs of people, and not people to meet the requirements of the Sabbath.” (Mark 2:27)

It is good to take a metaphorical spiritual Sunday drive of sorts. “Taste and see that the Lord is good.” (Psalm 34:8) Is your world going to fall apart if the wash doesn’t get done? Is your life going to go to pieces if your phone gets turned off for an hour or two? Is your time so precious that you don’t dare waste a minute in frivolous activity?  If so, it’s time to take a Sunday drive. Maybe literally, maybe figuratively.  But slow down, Sparky, as one of my favorite sport’s analysts likes to say. “For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1) “Sabbath rest”, maybe a Sunday or some other set-apart time in your week, is a time for us to gather our thoughts, our hearts, our minds and our souls for renewal and reconnection.

Go buy some cheese curds and chill out, for heaven’s sake!

Prayer:

Our loving God, help slow us down when we feel overcome with schedules and busyness. Remind us that our lives are more than profits and achievements and successes.  Lead us to still waters. Restore our souls. Refresh us with your Grace and the beauty of your Creation.  May we find our rest in you. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

And Nehemiah continued, “Go and celebrate with a feast of rich foods and sweet drinks, and share gifts of food with people who have nothing prepared. This is a sacred day before our Lord. Don’t be dejected and sad, for the joy of the Lord is your strength!” (Nehemiah 8:10)

               Let’s keep this short and sweet. Scientists have discovered a form of sugar in deep, outer space.  I never knew that sugar was an essential compound in the formation of life on our planet. Sugar and spice and everything nice indeed. Sorry, boys! Their very fancy instruments were able to detect this sugar, erythrulose, in the very heart of the Milky Way.  Now I really get why God saw his creation as something very good. It satisfied his sweet tooth.

                Sometimes, we will say that ‘life is sweet’ when everything is going well. We feel content, happy, blessed. It is a joy to get up in the morning. “Light is sweet; how pleasant to see a new day dawning.” (Ecclesiastes 11:7) It doesn’t mean that we have to be rich or prosperous or even successful. It doesn’t matter whether we are old or young. It may have nothing to do with our accomplishments or achievements, but rather we are aware of a sweet inner peace and satisfaction, needing nothing more than what we are enjoying in life in the moment. Then life is sweet.

                Nehemiah and Ezra have rediscovered a copy of the Torah, the Jewish covenant of God’s Law, long neglected and, perhaps, almost forgotten, by the people.  A great throng of people gathered as Ezra began to read out loud from the Law. He read all morning long. I recall how the Bible Society would set up a day-long reading of scripture in a local church, different readers taking turns. The people did not seem to tire of this reading “All the people listened closely to the Book of the Law.” (8:3) All you who get antsy if the sermon goes too long, take note!

                The reading of the Law was a sweet sound to their ears. “The laws of the Lord are true; each one is fair. They are more desirable than gold, even the finest gold. They are sweeter than honey, even honey dripping from the comb.” (Psalm 19: 9 -10) It inspired their worship. It drove them to their knees. It caused them to weep with contrition. Both Nehemiah and Ezra explained to the people the meaning of the Torah. The people wept as a New Day of spiritual awakening began.

                But it was not to be a time for weeping but rejoicing. “Don’t mourn or weep on such a day as this! For today is a sacred day before the Lord your God.” (8:9) It was a day that the Lord had made and the people were to be glad and rejoice in it.  So, they threw a wang-dang-doodle of a party. They cut loose. They celebrated because of the sweet words they had just heard that day. They had the pot-luck supper of all pot-luck suppers.  They spared no expense. It was lavish and generous. Everybody was included. This is what happens when the Word gets out, when God’s Word feeds the people, when the Word awakens the human mind, spirit, heart and soul, when God’s Word stirs up hope, righteousness, justice and peace. Make some noise. “Sing! Beat the tambourine. Play the sweet lyre and the harp.” (Psalm 81:2) How sweet it is!

                Imagine if a Sunday service in any of our churches broke out in such a way after the scripture was read or a really good sermon was preached! I have had people get really uptight if the congregation even claps after a solo or choir piece. What is so wrong with saying “thank you”?  I have only ever had one individual who” amen-ed” me as I preached.  It was very encouraging. My point is that the Word should create more than just a passive ingestion. The Word needs to create a reaction, maybe not spontaneous eruptions during the service, but the Word should inspire and result in deeds, words, behaviour, works, fruit and celebratory results in in real, measurable ways. The sweetness is even better when we are stimulated to strive for faithfulness in our Christian Walk. “Everywhere we go, people breathe in the exquisite fragrance. Because of Christ, we give off a sweet scent rising to God, which is recognized by those on the way of salvation—an aroma redolent with life.” (2 Corinthians 2:14, The Message Bible)           

        How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
        In a believer’s ear!
        It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
        And drives away his fear.
        It makes the wounded spirit whole
        And calms the troubled breast;

 Prayer:

Our Generous God, through your word we have been given food for the soul, nourishment for the heart and mind, sustenance for our daily living. We rejoice in your Word and give you thanks for it. May we be inspired to always live by that Word in all that we say and do. Help us to savour and relish the sweetness of all that you give us. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, July 22, 2026

“So we must listen very carefully to the truth we have heard, or we may drift away from it.” (Hebrews 2:1, New Living Translation)

              We usually listen and watch each Sunday’s worship service from Yorkminster Park Baptist Church on my little Chromebook. The picture is great but the sound quality is poor. Not the fault of the broadcast but my little built-in speaker is simply not up to the majestic sounds of the worship service. Even with my hearing aids, I was missing a lot of what was being said and sung. It could have been tempting to just give up some Sundays and turn it off.

                Finally, I decided to address the problem. Many of you will wonder why I didn’t do this much earlier. Part of it was laziness; part of it was my tech-device phobia. But I took a set of speakers which were not being used anyway and began to figure out how, if possible, I could attach them to my Chromebook. I was not particularly hopeful. First, I tried to plug the speakers directly into the Chromebook. Didn’t fit. I did tell you I was technically inept, right? I, then, realized that I needed the large main sound box, a woofer, (don’t ask me; I don’t know what a woofer is either). Then I plugged the two speakers into that box and plugged the whole shebang into my Chromebook… and nothing.

                I had gotten this far and, uncharacteristically perhaps, I wasn’t about to give up. I noticed that there were two volume knobs. I turned up the one on the box and got an incomprehensible, bass garble. But when I turned up the other volume knob, I got clear, resonant, radio-quality sound. Now, the services have never sounded better and we can listen to every word clearly. With some effort and persistence and a few attempts, listening is a joy.  I wish that I had done this much earlier!

                There is an old “contemporary” 1960’s Christian song, called “Hey. Hey, Is Anybody Listening?” If I remember correctly (I couldn’t find the lyrics on-line) it was about listening to the Good News. Sometimes, it is very difficult to hear the Good News through the cacophony of voices and alternate proclamations from the world around us.  Are we paying attention or does the Good News go in one ear and out the other?

Just as it took some time and effort to fix my sound problem, we must also make an effort to be more intentional and perseverant in paying attention to what God has been telling us.  Scripture acts as an amplifier for the Voice of God in many ways. “Listen to this, all you people! Pay attention, everyone in the world!” (Psalm 49:1) Jesus was always exhorting the people to open their ears and listen to what he had to say. “Anyone with ears to hear should listen and understand… Pay close attention to what you hear. The closer you listen, the more understanding you will be given - and you will receive even more. To those who listen to my teaching, more understanding will be given. But for those who are not listening, even what little understanding they have will be taken away from them.” (Mark 4: 23 -25)

                Yes, some of it is hard to understand and make relevant. Some of it, some people don’t like. Some of it exposes our sin and makes us uncomfortable. Some of it can be hard to put into practice on a regular basis.  But there is also beauty, grace, comfort, encouragement, life-instruction, promise and hope if we listen carefully. I would argue the more we listen to and heed these words of faith, the more it makes sense. The more it makes sense, the more it is useful. The more it is useful, the more we become stronger in faith and become closer to God.  

Then we become not just hearers of the word, but doers of the word. “Don’t fool yourself into thinking that you are a listener when you are anything but, letting the Word go in one ear and out the other. Act on what you hear! Those who hear and don’t act are like those who glance in the mirror, walk away, and two minutes later have no idea who they are, what they look like. But whoever catches a glimpse of the revealed counsel of God—the free life!—even out of the corner of his eye, and sticks with it, is no distracted scatterbrain but a man or woman of action. That person will find delight and affirmation in the action.” (James 1: 22 -24, The Message Bible)

So, turn up the volume. Pay attention. Listen carefully. God has a message for us. He loves us and God wants us to enjoy his Kingdom-style Life. “For he is our God. We are the people he watches over, the flock under his care. If only you would listen to his voice today!” (Psalm 95:7)

 Prayer;

Our Loving God, we enjoy the confidence that you always listen to our prayers. Thank you. But forgive us when we fail to listen to the loving words you have shared with us through scripture, through worship, and especially through the Word made flesh, Jesus Christ. We need your help so that we strive to follow your Word in all its forms. Grant us your wisdom, courage and strength so that we in the Way you have taught us. In Jesus’ name, amen.

Wednesday, July 15, 2026

“As a deer longs for flowing streams, so my soul longs for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God?” (Psalm 42: 1 -2, New Revised Standard Version)

               Hydration break. If you have been watching the World Cup, you will be familiar with this phrase. Around the half-way point in the game of each half or overtime if there is one, play is stopped for a players' hydration break because of the high heat and humidity. It is more than just a water break as the players drink enhanced liquids like Gatorade for the electrolytes. My crack research team, i.e. Google, found out what an electrolyte is and does. “Electrolytes are minerals in your body that carry an electrical charge and are essential for nerve function, muscle contraction, hydration, and maintaining fluid and pH balance.”  Apparently, they help a player recover more quickly and keep on going.

                They tracked one player in yesterday’s game between France and Spain. He ran almost 13 kilometers. That is about 8 miles for us old fogeys. I wouldn’t need electrolytes, I’d need an ambulance if I was out in that heat even for a few feet, never mind for 90 minutes. It brings to mind the Apostle Paul’s words, “I press on to reach the end of the race and receive the heavenly prize for which God, through Christ Jesus, is calling us.” (Philippians 3:14)

                David wrote Psalm 42 in the depths of discouragement. “Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad?” It doesn’t really tell us why he is so down in the dumps. There are fleeting references to his enemies but overall, one gets the impression that he really doesn’t know the reasons for his angst. One gets the impression of David, slouched on his throne, just feeling out-of-sorts, grumpy, edgy, irritable, unhappy. Well, maybe I am describing myself when I get discouraged. You can make your own self-identifying conclusions. But discouragement can be a real tough mood to deal with. It eats away at your spirit. It erodes your self-confidence. It saps your energy. One needs spiritual electrolytes.

                Moreover, David’s discouragement has him feeling distant from God. “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I wander around in grief…” (v.9) He wants to put his hope in God (v.5) but it is a challenge. It is as if he is almost trying to talk himself into having more faith. But he is not really convincing himself either at the same time. He longs for the good old days, when life was full of joy, praise, thanksgiving. But now he is dealing with disappointment. “My heart is breaking as I remember how it used to be” (v.4) Life is dragging on. Life is complicated. God doesn’t appear to be at home, right now. Discouragement defines who he has become in the moment. There are no answers. He is a conflicted picture of sadness and hope.

“Why am I discouraged?
  Why is my heart so sad?
  I will put my hope in God!
  I will praise him again - my Savior and my God!” (vs.11)

                David needs a spiritual hydration break, some spiritual electrolytes. “I want to drink God, deep drafts of God. I’m thirsty for God-alive.” (v, 2, The Message Bible) He longs for spiritual renewal. He desires spiritual refreshment. He, at least, understands that he, on his own, cannot find freedom from his discouragement without God’s help and intervention. Neither does he simply give up and give in to his discouragement. He struggles to find the words of faith, hope, trust and to turn to God as the living source of his salvation from his discouragement. Way, deep down in his soul, he is confident that there is a way out, a way forward. “I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again - my Savior and my God!” (v.5) He is ready to press on, hold on, keep on, as long as God is with him. No, he is not out of the desert just yet as he composed this Psalm, but he expresses his deep thirst for the spiritual electrolytes which will give him strength, fortitude, endurance and stamina.

                This Psalm reminds us of Jesus’ encounter with the Samaritan woman at the well in John’s Gospel.  She has been living a tough, rugged lifestyle, coming out in the hot noon-day sun to collect some water for her dull and routine daily chores. But Jesus offers her more than just a hydration break under the hot sun. “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.” (John 4:10) It has never dawned on her that there may be or could be something more than how she was living. “Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water?” (v.11) Like David, she sees the world as empty. But Jesus offers her hope, salvation, renewal, regeneration, revitalization, “but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.” And like the deer that is thirsting for flowing rivers, like David who lives in hope, the woman reaches out to Jesus for her salvation. “Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water.” (v.15)

                We all feel discouraged from time to time. Others live in depression. There are no easy or immediate solutions to either. But we have hope and possibility for recovery when we put our trust in God through Jesus Christ. Allow God to draw deeply from his well of gracious Love and Grace. We all could use a sacred, hydration break.

 

Prayer,

Our Living God, there are times in our lives that we don’t know or understand what is happening to us or why. We fight our feelings and feel discouragement or futility. Help us to open our livers, especially in those times, to you. Help us to seek refreshment and renewal from the wells of your Love and Grace. Help us to take the cup of Living Water from Jesus’ hands and know that we have been given New Life in him, in whose name we pray, Amen.

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

“Those who have been born into God’s family do not make a practice of sinning, because God’s life is in them. So they can’t keep on sinning, because they are children of God.” (1 John 3:9, New Living Translation)

                I may have a problem, an addiction of sorts. No, not alcohol or tobacco or anything deeply serious or dangerous. But I think I may be addicted to my commuter.

                Last week, our internet service went down, and it stayed down for a WHOLE day, almost 24 hours, in fact. What a pain!  Normally I spend a lot of my day on my little Chromebook. I have fields to plow, towns to build, rubies to find, islands to explore. Those are my routine games which I play each and every day.  But I also read the news on-line. I read my sports pages on-line. I read the comics on-line. I manage my fantasy baseball team on-line. I read the Globe and Mail on line.  I do several puzzles on line. So, my world came to an annoying halt when there was no internet.  I worked on my jigsaw puzzle or solved some Sudoku puzzles in a puzzle book. But by the end of the day, I was feeling a little testy and anxious, fearful that the internet still wouldn’t be back in the morning. I wasn’t sure I could last another day without it. But Hallelujah! It was on and life got back to “normal.”

                But it raised a question as to my dependency upon my daily interaction with my computer. There has been quite a bit written recently encouraging us to get off our devices and re-enter the physical world around us. Talk to a real person or two. Enjoy a walk. (It drives me crazy to sees someone taking their dog for a walk and talking on the phone at the same time.) Look at nature. Read a book. Go to a movie and sit with other people. Have a visit with someone and have a real conversation. The internet is a wonderful invention connecting us throughout the world. It isn’t going to go away. But a little moderation may do us some good.

                The words “habits” or “addictions” do not really appear in the bible. The closest we come is the use of the word “practices.” We’re exhorted to avoid practicing the wrong things and instead practice the right things. The Torah is very specific on what practices the Israelites were to avoid. The consequences of disobedience were dire. “You must keep all my decrees and regulations by putting them into practice; otherwise, the land to which I am bringing you as your new home will vomit you out.” (Leviticus 20:22) Jesus is a little gentler but stays the course: “But even more blessed are all who hear the word of God and put it into practice.” (Luke 11:28)

                The Apostle Paul is very helpful and articulate as to what Christians should and should not practice. “Keep putting into practice all you learned and received from me—everything you heard from me and saw me doing. Then the God of peace will be with you.” (Philippians 4:9) He gave us some very insightful contrasts between what is good to practice and what needs to be avoided. “It is obvious what kind of life develops out of trying to get your own way all the time: repetitive, loveless, cheap sex; a stinking accumulation of mental and emotional garbage; frenzied and joyless grabs for happiness; trinket gods; magic-show religion; paranoid loneliness; cutthroat competition; all-consuming-yet-never-satisfied wants; a brutal temper; an impotence to love or be loved; divided homes and divided lives; small-minded and lopsided pursuits; the vicious habit of depersonalizing everyone into a rival; uncontrolled and uncontrollable addictions; ugly parodies of community. I could go on.” (Galatians 5:19 -21, The Message bible) I am glad that he didn’t go on. I can almost hear him saying “You can stop me any time.”

                But he did go on in the sense of offering a vital alternative. “But what happens when we live God’s way? He brings gifts into our lives, much the same way that fruit appears in an orchard—things like affection for others, exuberance about life, serenity. We develop a willingness to stick with things, a sense of compassion in the heart, and a conviction that a basic holiness permeates things and people. We find ourselves involved in loyal commitments, not needing to force our way in life, able to marshal and direct our energies wisely.” (5:  22 -23)

                Turning back to a more traditional translation, Paul ends this section with these critical words: “Those who belong to Christ Jesus have nailed the passions and desires of their sinful nature to his cross and crucified them there. Since we are living by the Spirit, let us follow the Spirit’s leading in every part of our lives.” (5: 24 -25)

                I know that some people only think of Christianity in terms of the “thou-shalt-nots” of our faith. Those behavioural limitations are there, make no mistake about it. But as important, if not more so, are the blessings that come with the freedom in Christ to walk down the right paths of life.  I don’t mean to make that sound holier-than-thou but rather to encourage all of us to live lives worthy of our fellowship with Jesus Christ, and indeed “follow the Spirit’s leading in every part of our lives.”        

Prayer:

Our loving God, we always need your Spirit to guide us each and every day of our lives. There are so many temptations, distractions and side-tracks which grab at our hearts and minds that it can be daunting sometimes. So, help us to keep our focus on Jesus Christ. Help us to follow him and shape our thoughts and actions around his heart for us. Keep us from sin. Show us a better way. We ask this in Jesus’ name, Amen.

Wednesday, June 30, 2026

“May he have dominion from sea to sea and from the River to the ends of the earth.” (Psalm 72:8, New Revised Standard Version)

            Happy Canada Day! Light up the BBQ. Go to a park. Sip some lemonade. Open a book Take a nap in the middle of the afternoon.  Watch some fireworks.  Head to the cottage. Go for a swim in the lake. Listen to the loons.  Let’s just appreciate all the things that this amazing country gives us. I’d pity the critics, the separatists and the malcontents but that is too much anxious bother in July. The summer is short; our country is big and sometimes one just needs to enjoy the benefits of living here in Canada, from sea to shining sea to sea.

Many of us remember when it was called Dominion Day. Back in 1867, Canada was granted dominion status as part of the British Commonwealth, giving us autonomous governmental rule by parliament. It became Canada Day in 1982, dropping any hint of our colonial past. Whatever we call our national holiday, it’s a good occasion to remember and celebrate our strengths, our rich multi-cultural heritage, our freedoms, our peace and our independent identity as a country. We are not a perfect country by any means, but it worth keeping together as a people, far better than breaking it apart.

There are those who complain that our national anthem has the words, “God keep our land…”. It offends their secularism or agnosticism or atheism. That may be so, and certainly I harbour no illusions that the majority of Canadians have much to do with any sort of religion these days, least of all Christianity. But I would argue that there is an important need for a higher power to inspire, to encourage, to correct, to nurture and lift up the ideals of a common good and encourage us to build up our country.

 Normally, I eschew the blend of Christianity and patriotism that is nationalism at its worse. I am very uncomfortable wrapping God up in any flag of any nation. The Baptist in me believes in the separation of church and state. But I am not writing a about a god who waves the flag, but a God who leads the nations with Love, Justice, Peace, Inclusion and Hope. I am writing about a belief that is entreated by God to treat everyone equally, including indigenous peoples, immigrants, the poor, the homeless. refugees, all genders, etc. When God is behind that style of “patriotism,” then our country, or any nation, can thrive and prosper.

Our verse from Psalm 72 is our Canadian motto. In his devotion today for Yorkminster Park Baptist Church, Dale Rose notes that this verse is enshrined under the Peace Tower in Ottawa on one of the pillars over the stain-glass window.  It is on our coat of arms and appears on the front our Canadian Passports. I had never noticed any of that before. It’s amazing what we take for granted and don’t appreciate about where we live.

But the verse is very apt for Canada.  God’s authority is of benefit for all of us. Through God, we are blessed with courage, hope, justice, unity, compassion and love for one another. Through God, our nation is dedicated to the sacred values of peace, inclusion, respect, tolerance and community. Through God, Canada is called to be a nation of forbearance, social action, benevolence and looking out for the welfare of those less fortunate. Through God, we, Canadians, you and I, are challenged to engage one another and peoples of other nations with the highest regard for all humankind and to have a generous response to humanitarian needs throughout the world.

Perhaps, that is high-minded thinking on the first, lazy, hot summer’s day of July. But while you are munching on that hotdog or drying off after that swim in the lake, say a little prayer of thanksgiving for this amazing country that we live in. Pray that God keeps us in harmony and togetherness. Pray that we accept the challenges of being part of God’s Dominion.

Prayer:

O God of all, we pray for all of Canada from sea to sea to sea. Keep our land safe, free, generous, united, prosperous and welcoming. Although richly diverse, may we seek the common good that embraces the best in us. Help us to rise to your Kingdom values. We pray for our federal, provincial and municipal governments and their leaders that they will demonstrate the goodness and righteousness which is worthy of your Name. Bless us, O Lord, we pray, in Jesus’ name, Amen.