All posts tagged Katie Munnik
Blue decided to draw a picture for his little brother. I asked a couple of questions, and he told me a little bit about it, but it only left me wondering more.
I came across a lovely old-fashioned term this week. Hallowtide. Isn't that a nice one? It comes from theOld English word halig, meaning saint, and the word tide,
I'd show you my wedding photo if I could, but I'm afraid they are in storage. The Spouse and I were married in Knox Church, Ottawa. Right at
Sometimes it takes a difficult love story. Sometimes the penny drops when things get a little difficult. Yesterday, we took the kids to a deer park. 55 acres of
“Three times a day he got down on his knees and prayed, giving thanks to his God...” Daniel 6:10 I set up a lovely joke for the Sunday School kids
We're celebrating Michaelmas today. Not just for my own Michael, but of course he is the grand excuse. This year, Michaelmas is ringing true, so we're claiming it.
I went on a merry dance this morning. A rabbit trail or, if you like, a wild goose chase. I thought that we were in Lectionary Year B,
A couple of weeks ago in Sunday School, I mentioned the speck vs. log in the eye passage as an example of Jesus' wit. I think, in retrospect,
There the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of a bush; he looked, and the bush was blazing, yet it was not consumed. Then
Last week, I wondered here about transitions. Those wobbly times when everything is changing and new. This morning's lectionary reading from Matthew 16 offers us another moment of
I wonder why transitions are so difficult. School starts here this week, and there's a lot of worrying around our table. Mostly from Beangirl, but a little from Blue,
Thanks to Google, the kids discovered that it is John Venn's 180th birthday today. And they were pretty excited about it. Beangirl worked with Venn diagrams in math
I read today about a new kind of memorial for the First World War. It will be a large scale public artwork, made of words. Neil Bartlett, an English
I was in the grocery store a couple of weeks ago and I was spent. The night before was probably one of those teething nights. I can't remember
On Thursday night at Dinner Church, we were anticipating Pentecost. We shared the passage from John 14 when Jesus promises the Advocate who will remain with his disciples
When Beangirl was small, we decided to sidestep the Easter bunny and instead offer her an Easter morning treasure hunt around our little apartment. We wrote out clues
Some days, the gospel seems clear, but it's hard to talk about. Usually when reading the story of Lazarus, I find myself thinking about the sisters in this story.
I've been waking early in these Lenten days. Not by choice, I might add. There is a small boy who sleeps in my room and wakes with the
It was dark when Nicodemus visited Jesus. That is where the story starts – with a small detail of timing – and yet for John, Nicodemus' arrival in
Our biggest pie fan (and one of our oldest friends) was visiting this weekend, so I had a second go at the passion fruit tart idea. This time,