The Theology of the Well-Worn Picnic Blanket

What can an old picnic blanket teach us about the Kingdom of God? Perhaps more than we imagine. As summer begins to wind down, discover how faded fabric, shared meals, and simple hospitality reveal that God’s grace is often found in the ordinary moments where we make room for one another.

The Ministry of Bringing Dessert

What if one of the holiest ministries in the Church isn’t preaching or singing—but bringing dessert? With a smile, a touch of Stephen Leacock humour, and a reflection on parish suppers, hospitality, and the abundant grace of God, this Ordinary Time meditation reminds us that the Kingdom often arrives through small acts of generosity that make ordinary life just a little sweeter.

The Gospel According to the Borrowed Tomato

There is a particular kind of conversation that occurs regularly in neighbourhoods during the summer. It usually begins with someone standing at the front door holding vegetables. Now, this is already one of the great signs that Ordinary Time has fully arrived. Because in winter, people appear at your door carrying things like snow shovelsContinue reading “The Gospel According to the Borrowed Tomato”

The Gospel According to the Backyard Bird Feeder

Because Ordinary Time teaches us to notice things again.

The movement of light through trees.The sound of wind before rain arrives. The astonishing variety of life unfolding quietly around us every single day whether we pause to observe it or not.

The Theology of the Shared Zucchini

Love multiplies when shared.
Kindness grows through giving.
Communities flourish when people stop treating blessings as private possessions and begin seeing them as gifts meant to circulate outward.

The Theology of Borrowing a Ladder

But the Kingdom of God seems remarkably comfortable working through small acts of generosity.

The Quiet Holiness of Bringing the Extra Chair

We arrive thinking about schedules, responsibilities, conversations, and the deeply mysterious question of whether we remembered to lock the car. But servanthood gently turns our attention outward.