This Sunday marks a significant milestone in the life of our Clearbrook MB church family. This is the first Sunday after the caring and compassionate ministry of Pastor Scott and Miriam Tolhurst. As a church, we have very much to be grateful to God for.

We walk into the unknown every day. No one knows what the next 24 hours will bring. Every moment that meets us is a mystery. So why doesn’t it drive us crazy? Because we have history, expectations and assumptions.

We go through our entire lives unable to see ourselves. I don't mean that as a metaphor (not yet anyway) but quite literally. No one can see themselves directly. Unless you can take out your eyes and turn them back to yourself from arm's length, you depend upon reflections and images. 

I am waiting for spring. The calendar says it’s here, but the weather denies it. The temperature isn’t as high as I want it to be. Thick clouds clothe the sun, and rain promises blossoms - but for now it is just damp and cold. Driving home through the puddles, I thought, “This is miserable!” That started a word safari.

I usually don’t read cookbooks. I’m not anti-culinary - but I prefer the product rather than the process. So, I have only one cookbook on my shelf. Still, I’ve found it to be worth all the others I could buy. Robert F. Capon was an Episcopal priest, a theologian, a Biblical author, a New York Times food critic and a chef. Those are not ingredients easily blended but Capon whipped them together for a prolific and flavourful career.