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Lent offers time to use God's gift of talents

Lasha Morningstar

March 5, 2012

Lent usually means giving up something. Chocolate, coffee, candy often head the list.

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Don`t let atheists call all the shots

Lasha Morningstar

February 6, 2012

Fear cripples. Most of us have that miserable black shadow lurking in our lives. And most of us deny it, citing all sorts of rational and irrational reasons as to why we do or do not do something.

Not Louise Penny though. The author of a masterful mystery series set in Quebec's Eastern Townships, Penny responded to Proust's Questionnaire on CBC's The Next Chapter with disarming and, at times, startling honesty.

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Listening in prayer is the pathway to knowing God's will

Lasha Morningstar

January 16, 2012

Listen.

Hard stuff isn't it?

Because if we really listen it means we must filter out as much of the extraneous world as we possibly can and concentrate on the sound/words being made or said.

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No one needs to spend Christmas alone

Lasha Morningstar

December 5, 2011

Bodytext

Christmas comes with its predictable colours – red and green for the conventional secular world and purple and pink – the hues of Advent – for the Christian world.

But for some of us, another colour creeps into this season – blue.

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Christ is King, on earth, as in heaven

 Lasha Morningstar

November 14, 2011
Christ the King
November 20, 2011

Mention monarchy and most folk's ears perk up. The most recent bit of chatter came out of Perth, Australia, when Commonwealth leaders gathered to discuss items of common interest.

England's Prime Minister David Gordon proposed changes to allow a royal's daughter to be queen, changing a centuries' old rule that said sons took precedence over older sisters.

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Traumas of war leave a lasting mark that may never heal

Lasha Morningstar

November 7, 2011

Striding down Yonge Street in Toronto on a fall day in 1945, Elmer Foy looked the picture of male vigour. Always polite, the striking, tall Irishman stopped when two posh, stony-faced women stood in front of him. They handed him an envelope and kept on walking.

Elmer opened it. A white feather – the symbol of cowardice – fluttered to the ground.

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Tuck an unwanted baby in Angel's Cradle

Lasha Morningstar

October 3, 2011

A sound like a cat crying came from the dumpster. The passerby stopped. He turned to walk away, but the cry came again.

So he went to the dumpster, hoisted himself up, looked into the mass of black and green garbage bags to see if he could find the yowling animal.

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Look behind the masks and find we are one

Lasha Morningstar

September 19, 2011

His hand ruffled Kimo's soft grey wavey hair.

"First time in years that I've touched anyone."

He raised his street-worn face, looked into my eyes and said, "I always had a dog at home. But that was a long time ago."

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Keep praying . . . even when God seems silent

 Lasha Morningstar

July 11, 2011
16th Sunday in Ordinary Time
July 17,2011

Prayer comforts — sometimes. It can be an entreaty, murmured in despair, sometimes riddled with tears. Or a memorized string of words, said in monotone rote. Or a whispered "Thank you" to God. So many variations, the variety intoned according to the mood or occasion of the moment.

Often, prayer is not valued, thought to be the refuge of the weak. One cleric, describing a problem, laughed at a reception, asking, "Are we so desperate we've turned to prayer?"

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