Lead Creative Team
A Common Flame
A Common Flame
Lead Creative Team
What keeps your firelight burning?
What keeps your firelight burning?
Lead Creative Team
The Burns Family Healing Camp
The Burns Family Healing Camp
Dave Von Bieker
On Mental Health and Faith Healers
On Mental Health and Faith Healers
Art, Reflections
Dave Von Bieker
Beauty in a Time of Dryness

These are dry times. Summer slips away faster than you can catch it – a dime down the drain. The sky hangs damp and icy today. Across the globe, powerful little men toy with the world’s future like it’s a game of chicken. Hurricanes have ravaged large parts of our earth. Families will suffer the effects for years to come. Terrorists won’t let London sleep. 

This planet can get so ugly. So broken. So disordered. So many of our mirrors are shattered.

There is order in beauty. A divine order, I believe, but whatever your theology you can feel it. The affirmation of disparate parts falling into place. 

Jennifer Berkenbosch’s Cultivar matters because the world needs beauty today. We need to be reminded that there is goodness. There is a solid bed beneath this wild river. 

Beauty in a Time of Dryness

failure

Show Me Your Struggle

Show Me Your Struggle

It's 8:15. The show starts at 8:30 but doors were at 8:00. Besides us three performers, there are seven people in the room. Three of them work here. Two more are related to me. The soundman asks when we want to start. "8:30", I tell him. His eyes shift around the empty room (the big empty room), then back to me. "So, 15 minutes?" he asks with a tone that states the obvious. "Yeah" I answer, my confidence rapidly leaking out onto the just-swept floor.

Uggh.

This story is hard for me to tell. It gets at the sick heart of my weakness. I am telling you how I feel failure

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What if we are not hypocrites?

What if we are not hypocrites?

What if there is some other explanation to our lack of justice? Our inaction? Our fall-short love and too-dim light?

I sat in St.Faith’s Anglican and listened to Reverend Travis Enright tell about a homeless man. A man who feels ousted by people of faith. Feels unloved. I thought about the people I work with or rather, work near at Hope Mission. I thought about our reading from the book of James, telling us to show no favouritism to the rich. Telling us there is no faith in a faith without works.

Hypocrisy is an easy label. 

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