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Ways of Seeing
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Oasis
My church has in the past few months been in a season of in-between. We’ve found ourselves kind of sitting in the dust, without pastor, without finances, without direction. We’ve found ourselves in front of the mirror, floundering, without security, without answers.
But in between half-heartedly-attended Sunday services and guest speakers of all ages and theological persuasions, there have been tiny pieces of something. Glimmers that are so small you hardly dare to call them hope. I think I heard the ever-confident admit they’re at a loss. I thought I saw someone from the East side invite over for supper someone from the West side.
I think we may finally be finding ourselves without use for our judgmentalism, bitterness, segregation, and facades.I’ve been discovering the beauty in the weak and broken offerings of “oasis in a dry and weary land” that can emerge out of finding yourself in your own dry and weary land, desperately in need of oasis. The paradox of community…
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Molly watches closely
Every time we go for a walk or go to the park, my little girl finds things on the ground to bring home with her. Interesting pebbles, feathers, flowers, seeds, pieces of broken toys, lost toys, pennies, bits of string. She keeps her treasures in a little box and she loves to show them off to guests.
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Big Bird
This huge pigeon by Curtis Wiebe is one of several urban art sculptures done by students from the University of Manitoba in Winnipeg. The bird and crown remind me that birds may very well be king of the city, if I have they eyes to see them as such.
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Mirror city
I wish we could look at the city as if it were floating. That we’re on an island together and need to care for one another.
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