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Posts and reflections from General Secretary Nora Sanders

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June 20, 2019
Occasionally in a dream I find myself in my childhood home. My family moved there before I was born, and my parents lived in that same house until well after I had moved out and bought my first house. My memories there are good ones, and in the dreams that take me back, my parents are still living. When I wake up I am momentarily confused, but glad to have had that visit back to a remembered happy time.
Earlier this year, at a gathering that was part of the follow up to the Truth and Reconciliation Commission, I sat next to a woman who told a very different...
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June 7, 2019

General Secretary Nora Sanders writes that before long it will be left to my generation and subsequent generations to keep the memory of sacrifice and loss of World War II alive.

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May 13, 2019

In her "Note from Nora," General Secretary Nora Sanders writes that as live into our new church structures, we can now look forward to having more time for conversations about what we seek to be as church.

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April 12, 2019

General Secretary Nora Sanders writes that "Even in times of sadness, there is much to be grateful for."

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March 25, 2019

How is your Lenten practice going? 
I am happy to report that I have not eaten any candy since Shrove Tuesday. Well that is almost true; I did accidentally forget that a marshmallow might be considered candy and helped myself to one in my hot chocolate a couple of weeks ago. Candy is such a small thing to give up, although given my habits and sweet tooth, I am reminded several times each day that this is Lent, and that there is something that I am foregoing during this time.
There have been a lot of things bigger than candy for us to think about

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March 8, 2019

Lent is a time for contemplation, for going a bit deeper, for finding the places where pain and joy and fear and hope intersect.

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January 25, 2019
We finally have winter in Toronto. At least, we have had three or four days of winter, with beautiful fresh snow, and temperatures that have many staying inside.

Having lived in the far north, I have all the clothes to keep me warm in the cold weather, so I have been enjoying being out. There is something about winter weather that makes you feel very vigorous, very Canadian. I have to admit to being a little disdainful when I hear the voices on the radio talking about “extreme cold warnings”…I have never actually experienced extreme cold in Toronto.

Of course,...
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December 24, 2018

If I am a little bit turned upside down this Christmas there is some reason for it. I am recently back from “Down Under” where I met with my counterpart from the Uniting Church in Australia and those in similar roles with the United Church of Christ (U.S.) and the United Reformed Church (Great Britain). When we are together, which doesn’t happen...

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November 30, 2018

“Great is thy faithfulness, Great is thy faithfulness, Morning by morning new mercies I see…”

For no reason I could think of, this was the song I was humming to myself as I set out for my early walk with the dogs on a recent rainy, windy, November morning.

Heading out in the early light on such a morning, before some of the houses on our street even have their lights on, one could wonder, “Why?” What and where are the new mercies?

Yet, in the company of two large and enthusiastic canine companions, it is hard to not share at least a little in their...

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October 19, 2018
Time is such a precious commodity, and we often complain about not having enough of it.

Last weekend when the GC43 Executive Elect met to continue discerning how they will meet and be accountable and ensure that they hear from diverse voices, one of the things that was mentioned was that we may need to get over being so rigidly time bound. It was left as a challenge, an intention, but without a clear strategy for now.

I had cause to reflect on the value of time on Wednesday as I sat in the parking lot on the north edge of Toronto that is otherwise known as...