The choirs, bands and performers at Canadian Mennonite University (CMU) produce some of the most beautiful music around, but a few graduates are using music to help people achieve non-musical goals.
The accident that came to shape Lisa’s life happened three months after her first birthday. She was run over by a car.
“The front and back wheel went over my head,” she says. “My eyes were pushed out and my ear was almost cut off, it was just hanging by a little bit of skin. I was unconscious for 32 days and the doctors said there was no hope I would make it.”
“Walk together, children, don’t you get weary,” said Bernice King, daughter of the legendary Martin Luther King Jr.
Those words were spoken to a crowd that organizers estimated at 70,000 who were about to take symbolic and literal steps towards reconciliation on Sept. 22, the day after the Vancouver Truth and Reconciliation Commission (TRC) events ended.
At first glance, Shane Claiborne and Arika Fraser would seem to have little in common.
Claiborne is from Tennessee, is a popular author and is in demand as a speaker in Christian circles.
Arika lives in inner-city Winnipeg and sleeps under parked cars on nights when there is no better option.
What they have in common is poverty.
Crossing the street in a big Canadian city like Calgary isn’t very remarkable, but it’s a different story on the busy streets of Kathmandu.
Stefan Dyck, 25, from Okotoks, Alta., learned this first-hand after moving to Nepal in August to begin a one-year term with the Mennonite Central Committee (MCC) Serving and Learning Together program.
Disrespect is nothing new for Michael Mifflin, who was born with spina bifida. In high school in Winnipeg, he was shoved into lockers and had his canes stolen and hidden by other students.
Now, as an adult, he navigates public transit with canes and a wheelchair, an effort sometimes greeted with impatient eye-rolling and complaints from comfortably seated transit users.
When I came back to church after a faith crisis in my early 20s, the first one I attended regularly was a place called Praxis. It was the kind of church where the young, hip pastor hoisted an infant into his arms and said with sincerity, “Dude, I baptize you in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.”
As a Ph.D. student studying Mennonite history, Susie Fisher Stoesz finds it hard sometimes to explain to her family what exactly she does when she goes to her office at the University of Manitoba. She hopes that will change with her contribution to Mothering Mennonite, a collection of essays that explores the roles of mothering in Mennonite contexts and the world at large.