Category: daily manna

the carpenter has come

the carpenter has come

You wake slowly, your eyes adjusting to the dim shadows of the morning. You lie still under the weight of the layers of bedcovers and the sleep you are still rising from. The air is pregnant with anticipation, like relatives crowded into a hospital waiting […]

brinks and boundaries

brinks and boundaries

I wasn’t made for the island.   There’s this scene in Moana where she’s hanging onto the trunk of a palm, and looking out to a sparkling blue ocean. And there’s just something about the words she sings: See the line where the sky meets […]

living poor for a week

living poor for a week

It’s day 6 of living without money – a unique predicament I found myself in after the unfortunate incident last Sunday. Two days ago, I tried to replace my metro card but when the lady behind the guichet tersely asked for the fifteen dollars card […]

letting God find me

letting God find me

It’s 3:05p.m. and I’m sitting on the second level of a Megabus on its way to Montreal. Technically, I was supposed to be aboard this bus yesterday, but an hour before my bus was supposed to leave, my bag got stolen and everything in it. […]

even still, I believe

even still, I believe

So, I haven’t been in this space for a while. Honestly, it’s been hard to sit down and really write. It’s comparable to leaving the light and descending into that basement studio where a slab of marble awaits its sculptor. Not that I’ve ever sculpted […]

searching for the beautiful city

searching for the beautiful city

for he was looking for the city which has foundations, whose architect and builder is God…therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God; for He has prepared a city for them. Hebrews 11:10, 16 I did this exercise at the start of 2017, […]

reducing the gospel, by Nish Weiseth

reducing the gospel, by Nish Weiseth

if there is no room for nuance, there is no room for being human -Nish Weiseth In thinking about living missional, I came across Nish Weiseth’s writing on culture, politics and faith. how we bridge the gap, step over boundaries and connect with what means […]

living missional: keeping my eyes wide open

living missional: keeping my eyes wide open

These two weeks have been quite enlightening for me. They have not been easy to say the least, but the alone times have forced me to seriously consider what Paul meant when he said: I press on toward the goal for the prize of the […]

the reality of starting a PhD in a new city

the reality of starting a PhD in a new city

I’m curled up in a little corner at Tommy Cafe, a beautiful respite of vintage-white in the heart of Old Montreal. A centrepiece of verdun-green vines hang from the ceiling. Waiters bustle about, delivering glazed raisin croissants, mochas with cream swirled into a leaf. My […]

farming lesson #5: a day at the calf nursery

farming lesson #5: a day at the calf nursery

My series on agriculture is coming to an end. I started off writing about the fruits of the Spirit, on letting our fields lie fallow, then on what seeds taught me about seeing prophetically and finally, on how the metaphor of grafting should shape a […]