Memories of Pa
June is the month when we honour fathers. My pa was George, born in 1921, died in ’94. Pa loomed large. I spent childhood years believing that I was a disappointment to him. The areas of his life where he was gifted, strong and confident, seemed always to correlate with my weaknesses. I was certainly…
What kind of father?
Probably no father should risk writing a Father’s Day column. Obviously, one’s family is the first to say “Dad’s not perfect.” I hope I’ve been good enough. Parenting is a lesson in grace. That fathers receive relatively less attention than mothers in our society is one of my pet peeves. Look at the Sunday comics…
Our fathers
Mother’s Day is past, and Pentecost and Father’s Day are still ahead. In this in-between time, I’ve been considering the ways in which we describe God. Humans long to know, to understand and to name God. But how can mortal imaginations grasp the Eternal One? In the Hebrew Scriptures, the Divine Presence manifests itself as…
