Several things might drive us to consider our life in the church. We might grow out of childhood and need to find our own way in faith. We might have doubts. We might find ourselves unhappy and disenchanted with the church or its programs. We might feel lonely and out

refugee (noun) a person who has been forced to leave their country in order to escape war, persecution, or natural disaster (Oxford English Dictionary); someone who is unable or unwilling to return to their country of origin owing to a well-founded fear of being persecuted for reasons of race, religion,

I met God on the flat prairie of central Saskatchewan. As a teenager, I would ride my bike from my parent’s farm to the top of the nearest “hill” at sunset and view three hundred and sixty unbroken degrees of prairie landscape. My instinctive response was an awareness of God

Over the last 13 years, I’ve often been asked, “Why the Anglican church?” It’s a question that has arisen as I’ve made a return to church life, discerned a path to ordination, and, ultimately, been ordained into the priesthood. As I venture through various points in my life, I routinely

November’s issue is devoted to the stories of people who have felt called to the church—those who have chosen to stay. In our first feature, Theo Robinson gives a testimony of his journey towards becoming one of Canada’s first transgender priests in the Anglican Church. Lynda Wolf writes about her first encounters

Whenever I tell people that I have worked among Inuit for sustained periods, I am inevitably asked, “Do Inuit really eat their meat raw?” The answer is a qualified yes. First, eating raw meat (mikigiaq) is part of a much broader system of cuisine. Unlike most peoples in the world,