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Cambie Village Church, 3519 Cambie Street, Vancouver, BC (2026)

06/05/2026

Which wheel is wobbliest on your Trinitarian tricycle? Which wheel is the wobbliest on CVC’s Trinitarian tricycle?

These are the questions that Rev. Donna has been asking this week. What does she mean by wobbly? The least stable, the one that feels the least secure, that causes the most fear on a bumpy path. Which wheel gets the least attention at CVC, is most likely to cause the most insecurity on a bumpy path?

I can’t answer for the rest of you, but for me it is definitely the “Holy Spirit wheel”. Why?

Father - the creator of all the beauty I find in nature. I can see, smell, hear, taste and feel the physical evidence.

Son - Jesus, who I met in the Sunday School books I read when I was so young…pictures of fishing…songs like “Jesus loves me this I know”. We have a long relationship.

Holy Spirit - Jesus said he would send us an Advocate, and although there are many mentions of Spirit in the bible, it’s a bit like trying to catch a moonbeam in my hand.

We’ll be focusing on the Trinity this Sunday. We will also be gathering at the Lord’s table. The word Trinity is not found in the Bible but the reality is there. In John 14 (at the Last Supper) we can see the dance between Them.

“If you love me, you will keep my commandments. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate, to be with you forever. This is the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive because it neither sees him nor knows him. You know him because he abides with you, and he will be in you.

“I will not leave you orphaned; I am coming to you. In a little while the world will no longer see me, but you will see me; because I live, you also will live. On that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you in me, and I in you. They who have my commandments and keep them are those who love me, and those who love me will be loved by my Father, and I will love them and reveal myself to them.”

“I have said these things to you while I am still with you. But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you everything and remind you of all that I have said to you. Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.

Some days, my Trinitarian tricycle feels particularly wobbly. And then something happens that tells me that the Spirit is alive and well and attending to me. Today it was reading this:
Give up your wish
to be a spiritual whiz.
Even the greatest sage
must learn ignorance,
must go out again
and practice not knowing,
address a stone,
innocent of all but the word:
Who are you?
True wisdom is not knowing,
but attending.
__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

05/29/2026

How is your soul?

I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
my soul is like the weaned child that is with me.
— Psalm 131.2

When I was a child, my father offered my sister and I one dollar for every A and fifty cents for every B reported on our report cards. (We could actually buy something for a few dollars in those days.) His generation had suffered through the Depression and World War II, and raised their families to value hard work.

My parents never talked about their love for us; they wanted the best for us, and steering us to success was their way of loving us. They thought we would understand this, and I do now, but it also left me with the idea that my father’s love was conditional on our performance.

That is not the kind of love that our heavenly Father offers us, is it? “He loves us”, as Rev. Paul Beckingham reminds us, “because he loves us, because he loves us”...no other reason…unconditionally. This unconditional love is one of the things that allows us to calm and quiet our souls in his presence. We don't have to perform in any way to be loved by him, simply rest.

This Sunday, we welcome back Rev. Beckingham to worship with us, and he will reflect on God's amazing love for us.

I hope to see you there!

Susan

1 John 2:28-3:10 NRSVUE

And now, little children, abide in him, so that when he is revealed we may have confidence and not be put to shame before him at his coming.

If you perceive that he is righteous, you also know that everyone who does right has been born of him.

See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God, and that is what we are. The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Beloved, we are God’s children now; what we will be has not yet been revealed. What we do know is this: when he is revealed, we will be like him, for we will see him as he is. And all who have this hope in him purify themselves, just as he is pure.

Everyone who commits sin is guilty of lawlessness; sin is lawlessness. You know that he was revealed to take away sins, and in him there is no sin. No one who abides in him sins; no one who sins has either seen him or known him. Little children, let no one deceive you. Everyone who does what is right is righteous, just as he is righteous. Everyone who commits sin is of the devil, for the devil has been sinning from the beginning. The Son of God was revealed for this purpose: to destroy the works of the devil. Those who have been born of God do not sin because God’s seed abides in them; they cannot sin because they have been born of God. The children of God and the children of the devil are revealed in this way: all who do not do what is right are not from God, nor are those who do not love a brother or sister.

Holy One,
like a mother with her newborn infant,
you do not demand anything of me,
but purely love me, for my own sake.

I am born of you; I am like you,
made of your loving kindness.
Your unseen, immutable truth
is alive in me.

No matter what happens to me
I am in your arms.
No matter what I do
you are in me.

My soul is at peace.
I can become your love in the world.
I rest in your arms.

- Steve Garnaas-Holmes, www.unfoldinglight.net

05/29/2026

Help Maya’s mom find housing!

Neighbours hoping someone can please help out. 🙏

The mom of critically injured Tumbler Ridge shooting victim, Maya Gebala, is seeking a 2 or 3-bedroom place to live for herself, her other daughter, and their small dog while Maya remains in hospital.

They are hoping to set roots and call somewhere home. Quiet, non-smoking, non-drinking.

05/22/2026

What is the hardest thing you’ve ever done?

The hardest thing I have ever done was get my aging mother to accept that she needed to make a change in her living situation. I had been trying unsuccessfully for months, and the day came when I was meeting a BC Health social worker at my mother’s apartment. I was anxious and afraid.

I can still remember sitting at the eastbound traffic light at Grandview Highway and Boundary Road and praying, “Lord, I do not know how you are going to do this, but please help!” Never, in my wildest dreams, could I have imagined the solution that God devised.

This Sunday we will celebrate Pentecost and Rev. Donna has chosen two scripture readings for us that speak of the Holy Spirit - the friend, advocate, helper, that Jesus promised he would send to us.

The first reading, from Acts 2 (MSG translation) is full of the confusion that we can feel when something unusual happens “without warning”:

When the Feast of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Without warning there was a sound like a strong wind, gale force—no one could tell where it came from. It filled the whole building. Then, like a wildfire, the Holy Spirit spread through their ranks, and they started speaking in a number of different languages as the Spirit prompted them.

Their heads were spinning; they couldn’t make head or tail of any of it. They talked back and forth, confused: “What’s going on here?”

The second reading, selections from Paul’s letter to the Ephesians 3 (MSG translation) is full of hope, joy, strength, and the “extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love”.

I ask God to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you'll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ's love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.

God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.

I look forward to celebrating Pentecost with you on Sunday. If Patsy were writing this she might invite you to wear red!

Susan

05/15/2026

While others were on the beach, I escaped into the small, dark, overgrown garden, in search of something. I thought at the time it was peace and quiet I was after, but I believe now it was grace. Interesting how peace and grace often go together, isn’t it?

I was feeling guilty for something that I had said; I no longer remember the details. I was surprised to see this statue, and there I sighed, breathed deeply, and bowed my head. I felt peace enter my soul.

In our passage this week Jesus asks Peter three times, “Do you love me?” How guilty Peter must have felt for denying Jesus three times, such that Jesus had to ask this question. And what grace Jesus extended to him, not only restoring him, but also giving him a mission and a purpose that showed what confidence Jesus had in him.

As I navigate my way through these turbulent, difficult times, I hope that I can give a small portion of such grace to those around me and to myself. What turbulence disturbs your soul today?

Can you remember a time when you were extended God’s grace? Is there someone in your life who might need to hear how much you love them? (I can think of a few in MY life.)

John 21 MSG
After this, Jesus appeared again to the disciples, this time at the Sea of Galilee. This is how he did it: Simon Peter, Thomas (nicknamed “Twin”), Nathanael from Cana in Galilee, the brothers Zebedee, and two other disciples were together. Simon Peter announced, “I’m going fishing.” The rest of them replied, “We’re going with you.” They went out and got in the boat. They caught nothing that night. When the sun came up, Jesus was standing on the beach, but they didn’t recognize him.

Jesus spoke to them: “Good morning! Did you catch anything for breakfast?” They answered, “No.” He said, “Throw the net off the right side of the boat and see what happens.” They did what he said. All of a sudden there were so many fish in it, they weren’t strong enough to pull it in. Then the disciple Jesus loved said to Peter, “It’s the Master!”

When Simon Peter realized that it was the Master, he threw on some clothes, for he was stripped for work, and dove into the sea. The other disciples came in by boat for they weren’t far from land, a hundred yards or so, pulling along the net full of fish. When they got out of the boat, they saw a fire laid, with fish and bread cooking on it.

Jesus said, “Bring some of the fish you’ve just caught.” Simon Peter joined them and pulled the net to shore—153 big fish! And even with all those fish, the net didn’t rip. Jesus said, “Breakfast is ready.” Not one of the disciples dared ask, “Who are you?” They knew it was the Master.

Jesus then took the bread and gave it to them. He did the same with the fish. This was now the third time Jesus had shown himself alive to the disciples since being raised from the dead.

After breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?” “Yes, Master, you know I love you.” Jesus said, “Feed my lambs.” He then asked a second time, “Simon, son of John, do you love me?” “Yes, Master, you know I love you.” Jesus said, “Shepherd my sheep.” Then he said it a third time: “Simon, son of John, do you love me?” Peter was upset that he asked for the third time, “Do you love me?” so he answered, “Master, you know everything there is to know. You’ve got to know that I love you.” Jesus said, “Feed my sheep.

On Sunday, many of the songs we will sing together mention God's tremendous grace. I look forward to singing them with you!

Susan

Let us build a house where love can dwell
and all can safely live,
a place where saints and children tell
how hearts learn to forgive.
Built of hopes and dreams and visions,
rock of faith and vault of grace;
here the love of Christ shall end divisions:
all are welcome, all are welcome,
all are welcome in this place.

05/08/2026

What is your story?

Imagine a world where we listen to everyone’s stories and learn we are not as different as we are the same. - STORYPEOPLE

I got a little taste of that world on Wednesday, at coffee with Rev. Donna and Terry. As I listened to a small part of Terry’s story, I discovered that we shared something in common. That discovery was significant because it changed the way I think about Terry.

This weekend, we celebrate Mother's Day. The stories of our family life can be both wonderful and painful, but they are stories that we know. The rich stories of our church family members, those things that we have in common may still be there for us to discover. After my experience with Terry, I want to discover more of your stories!

The first Mother's Day was celebrated in May, 1907, but its roots go back to 1858 when a remarkable woman organized Mother's Work Days to improve sanitation and reduce deaths from disease-bearing insects and polluted water. Other women are included in its history which you can read about here: https://nationalwomenshistoryalliance.org/resources/commemorations/history-of-mothers-day/

Mother's Day now celebrates the contributions of women and all the mothering they do in the world, not just being mothers to children.

Like the women who have worked to improve the world, Jesus came so that we could have a better life. He wanted us to do God’s will (harmonious cooperation) and called those who do, his real family…his mother even. This is the Jesus Way.

When we gather in our circle in worship on Sunday, I will look around at each one of you and think, “This is my family, my mother, my brothers and my sisters. What are their stories?” This too is the Jesus Way.

Susan

Luke 24:13-32 MSG

“Didn’t we feel on fire as he conversed with us on the road?”

John 10.10 MSG

“I came so they can have real and eternal life, more and better life than they ever dreamed of.”

Mark 3:31-35 (NIVUK)

Then Jesus’ mother and brothers arrived. Standing outside, they sent someone in to call him. A crowd was sitting around him, and they told him, ‘Your mother and brothers are outside looking for you.’
‘Who are my mother and my brothers?’ he asked.

Then he looked at those seated in a circle around him and said, ‘Here are my mother and my brothers! Whoever does God’s will is my brother and sister and mother.’

Behold, behold, I make all things new
my promise is true, for I am Christ the Way.

05/01/2026

What is it about sharing food that helps us connect as humans? Who do we see as we break bread together?

The highlight of my week was having coffee with Rev. Donna. Although we talked about a lot of things, two words she used at the beginning of our conversation have stuck with me - humanness and connector.

As she described her Study Leave experience, she was sharing with me a piece of herself - describing what really matters to her, what fills her cup to overflowing. Vulnerable and honest…a gift. All I had to do was sit, listen, and receive.

We will see, hear, and touch the symbol of breaking bread together this Sunday. It is a recurring theme in the Jesus story, and in the story of his church. Jesus, our God made flesh, was always feeding people…sharing himself.

Food is essential to our physical well-being. Connection with each other is also essential to our well-being. Jesus tied the two together and turned it into reality.

The Vancouver Marathon will also be a reality for our trip to church on Sunday. Leaving an extra 20 minutes for our commute might help us to gather at the Lord’s table together.

Susan

Luke 24:13-32 MSG

That same day two of them were walking to the village Emmaus, about seven miles out of Jerusalem. They were deep in conversation, going over all these things that had happened. In the middle of their talk and questions, Jesus came up and walked along with them. But they were not able to recognize who he was.
He asked, “What’s this you’re discussing so intently as you walk along?”
They just stood there, long-faced, like they had lost their best friend. Then one of them, his name was Cleopas, said, “Are you the only one in Jerusalem who hasn’t heard what’s happened during the last few days?”
He said, “What has happened?”

They said, “The things that happened to Jesus the Nazarene. He was a man of God, a prophet, dynamic in work and word, blessed by both God and all the people. Then our high priests and leaders betrayed him, got him sentenced to death, and crucified him. And we had our hopes up that he was the One, the One about to deliver Israel. And it is now the third day since it happened. But now some of our women have completely confused us. Early this morning they were at the tomb and couldn’t find his body. They came back with the story that they had seen a vision of angels who said he was alive. Some of our friends went off to the tomb to check and found it empty just as the women said, but they didn’t see Jesus.”

Then he said to them, “So thick-headed! So slow-hearted! Why can’t you simply believe all that the prophets said? Don’t you see that these things had to happen, that the Messiah had to suffer and only then enter into his glory?” Then he started at the beginning, with the Books of Moses, and went on through all the Prophets, pointing out everything in the Scriptures that referred to him.

They came to the edge of the village where they were headed. He acted as if he were going on but they pressed him: “Stay and have supper with us. It’s nearly evening; the day is done.” So he went in with them. And here is what happened: He sat down at the table with them. Taking the bread, he blessed and broke and gave it to them. At that moment, open-eyed, wide-eyed, they recognized him. And then he disappeared.
Back and forth they talked. “Didn’t we feel on fire as he conversed with us on the road, as he opened up the Scriptures for us?”

04/24/2026

Imagine that you are worshipping with a small community of Christians in Ephesus in about 90AD. A few newcomers have joined you recently, and you happily welcome them.

But these newcomers begin to say that Jesus was not fully human and fully divine. So maybe you begin to wonder about this too…

And then you receive a letter from John the Apostle:

From the very first day, we were there, taking it all in—we heard it with our own ears, saw it with our own eyes, verified it with our own hands. The Word of Life appeared right before our eyes; we saw it happen! And now we’re telling you in most sober prose that what we witnessed was, incredibly, this: The infinite Life of God himself took shape before us. We saw it, we heard it, and now we’re telling you so you can experience it along with us, this experience of communion with the Father and his Son, Jesus Christ. Our motive for writing is simply this: We want you to enjoy this, too. Your joy will double our joy!

John has no doubt, does he? He was there. He saw it with his own eyes. There is nothing like experiencing something for yourself, is there?

This Sunday we welcome back dear friend Rev. Paul Beckingham who will reflect on this passage of John’s experience as well as HIS recent experiences in the Middle East. I hope to see you there!

Susan

1 John 1:1-4 NIVUK

That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched – this we proclaim concerning the Word of life. The life appeared; we have seen it and testify to it, and we proclaim to you the eternal life, which was with the Father and has appeared to us. We proclaim to you what we have seen and heard, so that you also may have fellowship with us. And our fellowship is with the Father and with his Son, Jesus Christ. We write this to make our joy complete.

Listen to your life. All moments are key moments. - Frederick Buechner

04/18/2026

We are celebrating creative collaboration more than usual this week.
You won’t want to miss worshiping with us!

Amber and I (Rev. Donna) have been talking about sharing a joint reflection for over a year, and it’s finally going to happen this Sunday.

Amber will be sharing from her most challenging experience of being with/caring for/advocating for her daughter, Cadence, for the past two years at the Children’s Hospital.

There’s so much goodness, and so much pain and challenge to share, for the time being. Amber will be processing her experience for years to come, of course.

She’s willing to do this because we are family to her. Really.

Isn’t that amazing? For the past two years a small Cambie Village congregation has been family to a Mom and her family in great need from Clearwater.

Joining the collaboration is our minister of creativity, Patrick, with his pencil sketch of a Cup of Suffering (see above). Susan and Kitty have been part of the weaving as usual. Our ministers of sacred space, Pauline and Jack, will be caring for the table and bringing a new clock so that your minister doesn’t run on too long! Terry has been practicing on his violin. Many of you have prayed for each other throughout the week. Someone is baking for our fellowship time after worship, hosted by our minister of hospitality, Richard.

And don’t forget that YOUR presence will be a vital part of our worship as always.
We do this TOGETHER every week. We sing and pray and listen and check in and cry and laugh together with The One who Walks as One and Dances as Three. Thanks be!

I encourage you to pray this Psalm before we worship. And imagine hearing the Apostle Paul sharing his suffering from his letter to the Corinthian Village Church (from two translations).

Psalm 31 NRSV (excerpts)

In you, O Lord, I seek refuge;
do not let me ever be put to shame;
in your righteousness deliver me.

Incline your ear to me;
rescue me speedily.
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a strong fortress to save me.

You are indeed my rock and my fortress;
for your name’s sake lead me and guide me;
take me out of the net that is hidden for me,
for you are my refuge.

Into your hand I commit my spirit;
you have redeemed me, O Lord, faithful God.

I will exult and rejoice in your steadfast love,
because you have seen my affliction;
you have taken notice of my adversities
and have not delivered me into the hand of the enemy;
you have set my feet in a broad place.

Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
my eye wastes away from grief,
my soul and body also.

My strength fails because of my misery,
and my bones waste away.

I have passed out of mind like one who is dead;
I have become like a broken vessel.

II Corinthians 12. 9,10 NIVUK

But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in weakness.’

Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses,
so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses,
in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.

II Corinthians 12. 9,10 MSG
At first I didn’t think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it.
Three times I did that, and then he told me,
My grace is enough; it’s all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ’s strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.

04/10/2026

The poem below, by John Updike, is a powerful and beautiful affirmation of our Easter faith. You may need to read it more than once. I’ve read it many times and find something new at each reading.

We return this week to John’s telling of the Easter story from chapter 20.
And we will gather at the Lord’s Table.
Hope to worship with you on Sunday!

Donna

Early in the morning on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and saw that the stone was moved away from the entrance.
Mary stood outside the tomb weeping. As she wept, she knelt to look into the tomb and saw two angels sitting there, dressed in white, one at the head, the other at the foot of where Jesus’ body had been laid. They said to her, “Woman, why do you weep?”
“They took my Master,” she said, “and I don’t know where they put him.” After she said this, she turned away and saw Jesus standing there. But she didn’t recognize him.
Jesus spoke to her, “Woman, why do you weep? Who are you looking for?”
She, thinking that he was the gardener, said, “Mister, if you took him, tell me where you put him so I can care for him."
Jesus said, “Mary.” Turning to face him, she said in Hebrew, “Rabboni!” meaning “Teacher!” Jesus said, “Don’t cling to me.

Make no mistake: if He rose at all
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules reknit,
the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
It was not as the flowers,
each soft spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled eyes of the
eleven apostles;
it was as His flesh: ours.
The same hinged thumbs and toes,
the same valved heart
that—pierced—died, withered, paused, and then regathered
out of enduring Might
new strength to enclose.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping, transcendence,
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the faded
credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache,
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow grinding of
time will eclipse for each day of us
the wide light of day.
And if we will have an angel at the tomb,
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck’s quanta, vivid with hair, opaque in
the dawn of light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are embarrassed
by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.

Seven Stanzas at Easter
John Updike, Collected Poems 1953-1993 (New York: Alfred A Knopf, 2003).

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