Stepping into the world, and God, with bare feet - Leah Perrault
I love the way that God appears in ordinary things, so easily missed and miraculously found in plain sight. Since I first read the story in a children’s picture bible, I have been fascinated by Moses and his burning bush. Watching the sheep, going about his work, Moses sees flames and bushes, just has he has every day before. On this day, this graced day, he sees them together, a bush burning, but not consumed by the flame.
Trusting time: holding on with open hands | Leah Perrault
Somewhere along the road I walked to this moment, I picked up the expectation that my life is supposed to fall into place, that I ought to arrive at some “happily ever after” in which everything I want or hope for is in my possession and stays there...
Finding the 'one thing': on embracing and celebrating growth.
As a way of embracing the imperfection of gradual growth these days, I am doing the one thing that lies before me, and trying to do it with gentleness.
Fumbling words for wandering in the darkness… | Leah Perrault
Isaiah’s words have been preached and proclaimed from pews and pulpits ever since they were first put to paper, and the darkness not only precedes the light in the sentence: the darkness is not destroyed by the light either. The darkness is real, and it is overwhelming, and even with the impending birth of a Saviour, I am finding myself wandering in the dark.
Embracing the holy work of [Christmas] Incarnation | Leah Perrault
This work — this daily work of rising and eating, growing and learning, holding hands and hearts. It was Jesus’ work and it is also our work. The work of humanity and God, getting groceries and giving grace. From conception and birth, he lives like us and he shows us how to live.