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Recently, one of our long-time members, whom I will call J, returned to our Sunday service. In recent years, J has not been able to attend regularly because of her physical condition. Yet she has continued to remain connected with our parish. Each week, J followed our Facebook updates and online worship service, leaving positive… Continue reading

When I arrived early on Saturday to prepare for the Stronger Together meeting, I noticed a man lying on the bench in our church garden. I approached him gently, greeted him, and introduced myself. He told me he was planning to speak at the meeting, but the interaction quickly became difficult. He was rude and… Continue reading

Living with the Feeling of “Not Enough” Have you ever looked at a situation and quietly thought, “I don’t have enough”?  Not enough strength to keep going.  Not enough wisdom to make the right decision.  Not enough money to solve the problem.  Not enough time.  Not enough patience.  Not enough faith.  Perhaps parents feel that… Continue reading

Last evening, St. Alban’s gathered for something quite ordinary, yet perhaps more important than we first realized: our first parish potluck dinner in many years. There was no program, no business meeting, and no agenda beyond sharing food and spending time together. About a dozen parishioners brought dishes to share, and as tables were set… Continue reading

This afternoon at the Richmond Drop‑In Center, I was reminded again that ministry often begins not with solutions, but with presence. I’ve decided to go there weekly — not with any grand plan, but simply to show up, to listen, and to support the work already happening among some of the most vulnerable people in… Continue reading

In one of my recent visits to homeless seniors in Richmond, I met a senior — let me call this person A. A spoke openly about faith, fear, and the state of the world. A described being a born‑again Christian and expressed deep concern about what A sees as moral decline in BC — LGBTQ+… Continue reading

A few days ago, a team of Jehovah’s Witnesses came to my home and locked my door latch while they were going door‑to‑door. We had a polite exchange. I told them I used to be one of them — that years ago I admired their passion for sharing their faith, and that I eventually left… Continue reading

This Holy Week at St. Alban’s was full, stretching, and filled with grace. Each morning we gathered for prayer, and each evening we stepped again into the story that holds us — from the palms and hosannas of Sunday, to the basin and towel of Thursday, to the stark cross of Friday, to the long… Continue reading