Rev. Joyce Sasse

A voyageur paddle on the South Saskatchewan River gave me wonderful spirit-related metaphors. The direct, no-nonsense drive to our launching site wasn’t up to much. But the river trip that wound between muddy banks and steep clay cuts that resembled layer cakes was inspiring. We relaxed as we found our place in the canoe, and […] Read more

“Look at the monster Behemoth,” God told Job. “He eats grass like a cow. His tail stands up like a cedar. His bones and legs are like iron bars….” What is this creature that feeds on the grass of the hillsides and hides among the reeds in the swamp? A friend told of the opportunity […] Read more

Supper was a family ritual for the five years that I boarded on Hanover Street in Saskatoon. The meal was served at 5:30 p.m., after we bowed for a word of thanks. There was always a white table covering, cloth serviettes, bread-and-butter dishes and salad bowls. The meat was carved at the table and veggies […] Read more