I have been surrounded by an uncommon amount of grief this month. I’ve attended funerals in support of personal friends, I’ve officiated a memorial for my friend Jordon Cooper, and this week I even found myself caught up in the national grief over the Humboldt Broncos’ bus crash. The past month has afforded me a
I think everyone has their awkward years growing up — that particular phase of angst, searching for personal identity, not feeling you like fit in or belong, making questionable fashion choices
You ask me how I can still be a Christian when all over the news in this country and that other one to the south, we hear stories, we see pictures, we drown in evidence that to be Christian is a blank cheque to power, infidelity, abuse and deceit.