Beholding a turtle. By Rev Wes Denyer Sunning itself on a log near the shore of Six Mile Lake in Muskoka was a small turtle with its eyes closed. I crept up closely and gently picked up the turtle in my hand. Immediately, its little legs danced in the air. When I looked at the bottom of its shell, I saw an amazingly complex work of art in colour and design. Finding ways to walk together in faith. By Rev Dr. Margaret Mullin Reconciliation between Indigenous People and the Church will be a centuries-long journey. I am committed to that journey by virtue of my DNA, Ojibway and Irish/Scottish. |