My first “official” responsibility in my
new position took place a week or so earlier than schedule, as I
officiated at a memorial service on a sunny, breezy, southern Alberta
Saturday. It was a somewhat strange thing to be leading a service like
this before even attending a Sunday morning service!
Times of transition are tough. We
currently find ourselves up to our ears in boxes and and clutter and
mess as we prepare to pack up and head back across the Rockies next week
to begin a new chapter in our lives as family. We have done this
moving thing a number of times now, but it never gets easier.
Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of
the season of Lent, the day when ashes are placed on foreheads, and the
words “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return” are
proclaimed. For whatever reason, throughout my life, I have rarely
needed this reminder.
This past Saturday, I attended John Stackhouse’s
lectures on faith, reason, and the new atheism down at the Vancouver
Island Conference Centre. Evidently, there is still some interest in
this topic as the event sold out—even in hyper-secular Nanaimo!