Madigan became excited about a block from the church. We’ve attended here since before he was born. He was friend’s with Priest Emily’s dog Fritz. Today he was so well behaved. Other days he’s fussed and growled in prayers. None of that today. Hde did bark at the celebrant priest when during the peace the celebrant tried to pet him. Madigan wasn’t sure of the long bear and great robe. Madigan was wagging his tail when he barked. The priest said , ‘your dog is very discerning.”
I loved seeing Martha and Bruce and Neil. I love the wood in the church interior and the high ceiling architecture. A classic heritage building, the best the Canadian Christian church with stained glass windows and polished wood. I feel at home here. I took great comfort attending during Covid when we were all so alone except here in the heart of community.
John Marsh was the visitting celebrant. He said he’d retired. He looked the part of a holy man, perhaps even a Druid. His sermon was captivating and thought provoking. He clarified the teachings of Paul regarding the teachings of Jesus and spirituality versus the teaching of the world or the flesh. He chose realistic examples of institutional goals as compared to the simple teachings of the Bible. He described the gospel as revolutionary. I felt like I was back at Regent College or Vancouver Theological College hearing the cutting edge ideas of theology. He made it clear why it’s so important today.
Over coffee I expressed my concern that the head of the Church of England like our Prime Minister Carney were celebrating Muslim values. Even the Pope has been pushing Islam despite the vast difference between the religion of the ‘servant king’ and the ‘Jehad King’.
John Marsh is truly a brilliant man and a thoroughly entertaining speaker, He spoke to the church and church attendance saying they were well and good but just as standing in a garage didn’t make one a car one must experience the transformative spirit of Jesus. It was the works that counted.
I felt good after church. Inspired and uplifted. I like that this group of people gather each week to celebrate the One God, the Father almighty and one Lord Jesus Christ the only son of God.
Normally in summer and fall I’m away camping, fishing or hunting. I once told my pastor I was a ‘summer pagan, and winter Christian’ apologizing for my absences. My work takes me on travels as well so I attend other church’s then but love coming back to my Burnaby home church. It’s such a special place with the kindest of people. I hope I’m able to attend next weekend as John Marsh will be the celebrant again.
Thank you Jesus!
