Ron Greidanus was born with the twin gifts of being prodigiously talented and being gay. But being born in the late 1960s, the fifth child of six to a hard-working, modestly-educated farm family in the Dutch immigrant community in Huron County, Ontario, it would take a long time before he could accept both of those…
In case you missed them, the other parts of the Stories from Grace Manor series can be found here. We’re back in our corner of Grace Manor. We sit in our usual spots, with our coffee mugs on the table – our own mugs, since we’ve decided to be eco-responsible and bring them from home….
At this time of year, many of us turn our thoughts to Europe, and to the tyranny of the German Nazi regime during World War II. Many of us have stories we remember, or that have been told to us, about what our families experienced in the early 1940s. One such story I remember well….
I’m a big fan of thrifting. Clothes, furniture, books, art, you name it – my home is filled with secondhand deals and vintage items that I’ve collected over a lifetime. A few of my favourites are an art-deco dresser I inherited from my grandmother, floral tins that decorate my cupboards, and a print of Swiss…
In case you missed them, the other parts of the Stories from Grace Manor series can be found here. Jan is away. He and Trynie are staying with their daughter for a few days. Bill just told us Jan isn’t entirely convinced he lost his license. “He told me,” Bill said, “he thought he had…
A long time ago, in the time when most Anishinaabe still knew how to talk with and listen to the animals, the deer abandoned us. This was a serious decision, and not one that the deer took lightly, because it meant breaking a promise. As each new layer of creation had formed, the previous layers,…
It was about a year into Covid, mid-lockdown, and unlike any time before, when I felt fear pressing in all around us. Too much social media, not enough genuine connection. Too much entertainment and too little prayer. Distraction, distraction. There was yet another crisis demanding our collective attention. I don’t remember if it was a…
The Christian Reformed Church in North America (CRCNA) held its annual general assembly in Canada last month, the first time Synod has met north of the 49th parallel since 2012. In his opening address to the delegates and guests gathered at Redeemer University in Ancaster, Ontario, the CRCNA’s General Secretary Zachary King said that 34…
As a Christian living in the United States, in Texas specifically, sometimes I find that the Christians around me seem more concerned with empire than empathy. More concerned with fencing who belongs at the table than fostering love. What I see is white Christian Nationalists celebrating conquest and devaluing the compassionate care Jesus came to…
We’re in our corner. There’s a thermos of Douwe Egberts coffee on the table. Today Pete is the server. Instead of Gemberkoek, we have apple pie, which Broekie pulled out of a bag and set beside the thermos. So Broekie brought the pie, though we know Corrie baked it. He hands a plate to each of us and slices the pie into six pieces.
Non-disclosure agreements (NDAs), also called “gag orders” or “confidentiality agreements,” were originally designed to protect trade secrets and proprietary information. Emerging during the tech boom of the 1990s, NDAs served a legitimate purpose in Silicon Valley: keeping sensitive business information out of competitors’ hands. Over the past three decades, however, these agreements have spread far…
This Friday morning, we’re back in our corner of the dining hall at Grace Manor. We usually meet at 10 and wrap things up around noon. I arrived at 10, but there was no one in sight. I went to the kitchen to check with Mary – maybe she knew something.
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