Over the Cliff*
The day he died we all went right over the cliff. Hearts in our throats, lungs screaming noiselessly for air. How could he be taken? He, who carried all our hop...
The day he died we all went right over the cliff. Hearts in our throats, lungs screaming noiselessly for air. How could he be taken? He, who carried all our hop...
In keeping with the ecumenical spirit, follow this link for a reading from the Iona Community in Scotland. A good reminder that God’s arms are always open...
Tonight we attended an ecumenical service for the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. It was held at St. Dunstan’s Basilica in Charlottetown, a beautiful ...