Where might you find coffee grounds, potato skins and egg shells mixed with meat, napkins and leftover spaghetti? Typically, beside other garbage in the dump. In fact, for years, this is where Goshen College sent its food waste.
However, in 2010 the college implemented a new practice, taking something perceived as “dirty trash” and transforming it into something of value: compost.
Young chicken farmer Colin Brown of Carstairs, Alta., holds a Light Brahma chick in his hand. Note the feathered feet common to the type.
Not many aspiring Alberta farmers find inspiration in Hawaii, but that is exactly what happened for 11-year-old Colin Brown of Carstairs, Alta. While on a family vacation three years ago, the Browns, who attend Bergthal Mennonite Church, Didsbury, rented part of a house and helped to care for the landlady’s animals, including a few chickens.
My cousin Arthur’s book about clocks of the Russian Mennonites, and about Kroeger clocks in particular, is the result of a life-long labour. He is the last in a Krueger/Kroeger lineage over two centuries long who created and sold these artifacts, and then cleaned and repaired them in subsequent decades.
In his first year working in information technology (IT) in 1996, Nolan Andres was living at Conrad Grebel University College and his roommate was Tim Miller Dyck, later to become editor of Canadian Mennonite and now an owner-employee at PeaceWorks Technology Solutions of Waterloo, Ont., that Andres founded.
At times, there seemed to be more questions than answers. But for those in attendance at the Mennonite Church Saskatchewan delegate sessions at the end of February, there was also a good feeling that people were in agreement.
“I was very pleased with how it went,” said moderator George Epp.
Browsing through the Nov. 26, 2012, issue of Canadian Mennonite, Dick Benner’s review of Red Quarter Moon on page 30, and Kholoud Al Ajarma’s “Banana trees and justice” piece in Young Voices on page 43, piqued my interest, helping me recall two previous events and their connection to each other, to me and to us as Canadian Mennonites.
I watched shaky video footage on the Internet. A person in a forest in Texas walked out in front of a dinosaur-like machine that was biting large trees and ripping them out of the soil. With giant jaws, the tractor operator held a tree near the activist and dropped it at his side, brushing the activist and causing the camera operator to yelp.
Indigenous believers must be equals in the church
1. What powerful stories have you heard in your congregation? Who did the telling? What was the setting? What made the story powerful? How did it influence the teller or the listeners? Was it important that the teller was physically present and not recorded on a video clip?