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The deadline for our newsletter, THE SALTSHAKER, is this weekend. Submit your articles about your committee, upcoming activities, report on past events, summer vacations, news and views. Our publisher, Terry Repol and editor, Andrea Rowan are anxious to hear from you. Please copy both of them on your submissions.


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Good Morning. Yes, it is still morning. Not something I see often these days. I got this invite and am overjoyed that WHUC has started this site. Being that there were no topics started yet, I thought I would start one. My story of how I found WHUC is actually a very profound one. It was way back in mid '90's. I had just split from my now ex-husband and found myself in a Bachelor in Housing at Kingston Rd and Lawrence Ave. Unfortunately, the divorce didn't favour me much and I ended up on Social Assistance to boot. Emotionally distraught, severely depressed I was unable to work. I tried to learn to live again. I was alone, in every way imaginable. I was mourning the loss of my Step Daughter whom I was not allowed to see. The "family" I was once apart of had disowned me. I was lost, in every way a person can be lost. Unfortunately for myself, I had grown up in a family that was unable to feel. Whenever feelings became to strong, they ran from them in any form of "using" they could. I learned this way of dealing with pain very young and by the time this divorce took place I could not feel at all. It was too difficult and far too painful. I drank myself into oblivion most days and used any drug that would help me escape from reality. I was dying. I didn't even care.
As many probably don't remember, the Welfare Office was at that time in the plaza at Manse Rd and Kingston Rd. I had to walk up there any time I had dealings with them. I had always believed in God, but was not raised with any form of religion or spirituality in my home. I would pass WHUC often.
It was on a particularly difficult day when I had been to the Welfare office and was walking home. I remember walking with my head down. Feeling worthless and alone. Something (and when I say "something", I mean something or someone) made me look up.
There, on the sign in front of me were six words. Six words that changed my life. Six words that jumped out at me like a huge neon sign on an abandoned back-road!...
"A WARM PLACE TO FIND YOURSELF"
Those words still bring a chill and a sense of peace to me to this day. If ever in my life I needed to find myself, it was then. It wasn't just a small sign on the front of a Church lawn. It was a SIGN! A SIGN FROM GOD!
Incidently, I went to WHUC that next Sunday at 10am. I've watched our old Minister, Bruce Sanguin, with his guitar and the children. He moved on years ago. I made friends there who I don't always see, but still "feel" in my heart. I was finally Baptised there a few years later. I got to know Peggy and found her to be such a beautiful person.
And it was Peggy who introduced me to the program which saved my life even more! As some know, WHUC allows a 12 Step Program known as Narcotics Anonymous to meet on Sunday evenings at 8pm in the big room downstairs. She told me about it and I began to take part. It saved my life from the using of drugs and alcohol that I had been drowning in. It was another "home" I had found. It was Gods Will.
I have seen Bruce come and go. I have watched Gretta from the beginning. Her personality and flair take off like a Butterfly at first flight. She fills me when she speaks. She touches deep in my soul and brings out things I never knew I was able to feel. I cry and I laugh with all the people of WHUC. I "feel" again, finally. Even if it hurts to feel, I can feel again. I know I am no longer alone. God is with me always and forever.
It is WHUC I have to thank for this. It is God in his infinite wisdom who brought me to WHUC because he knew I needed it.
I sometimes walk up to the labyrinth and just walk it. It is heaven there.
Thank you WHUC. You saved me. I may not be there every Sunday bright eyed and bushy tailed at 10 - 10:30am all the time, but you left footprints on my heart. They will never go away. You are home, you are life. To me you are Love.
In Christ's name, I Thank you. In peace.
Amen.

Laurie Cassar
Saturday June 5th at 9:58am


"What you are is Gods gift to you,
What you become, is your gift to God"

Alerted to the Government's failure to pass Bill C-291 which would have led to the creation of a Refugee Appeal Division, I sent the following email to my MP, Dan McTeague (who voted in favour) with copies to Judy Sgro, Joe Volpe, and the Speaker of the House, Peter Milliken.  The Bill had reached its third and final reading in the house and, at the conclusion of the vote, the Speaker voted against it to break a tie.  Apparently, this is only the 12th time a speaker has had to break a tie in parliamentary history.

Please feel free to copy any portions of this text and forward a letter to your own MP about this deeply disappointing action on the part of those who had expressed support for this important bill.

Hi Dan,

I was absolutely stunned to read this morning that two liberals who were in the House yesterday, Judy Sgro and Joe Volpe, abstained from voting on the RAD Bill C-291 thereby allowing it to be defeated on its third reading.  It is unconscionable that the Government of Canada continues to deny refugees access to an appeal process, the absence of which has undoubtedly cost lives. I thought your party was aware of that and were taking action to ensure that the injustice was eradicated.  I am deeply saddened to see that it meant little to these politicians.

Mr. Milliken, as Speaker, may have taken the opportunity to vote according to conscience and not fashion, the rarity with which the Speaker must cast a vote serving to underscore the feebleness of the position he chose to take. Indeed, his words, "In this case", made very clear his recognition that he was making a choice rather than leaning on tradition.

Does the fact that this vote took place in a House reeling with accusations
of detainees being handed over to torture in Afghanistan not make it even
more incredible that it is now, willfully, refusing to offer asylum to thousands of others whose claims are denied by a single, overworked, bureaucrat and who have no optoin for appeal?  Should we not consider those who voted against or who abstained from this vote complicit in every "disappearance", torture, or death that happens to someone turned
away by our inadequate refugee process?  Are we not returning them to the exact fate we so loudly protest?  Where were Sgro's and Volpe's voices in this challenge?  Why did Sgro, Volpe remain silent? Why did Milliken choose not to exercise his right with conscience?

That the Speaker paused before the conclusion of the vote to offer holiday wishes is simply unbelievable.  I recognize the desire for merriment at this time of the year; however, that the Speaker's wishes were bracketed with a grave injustice is a symbolism that can't be overlooked.  Is nothing that happens in the world -- blight, death, rape, child labour, destruction of habitat, infant mortality, commodification of resources, the return of innocent men, women, and children to torture and potentially death --is none of this is more than an insignificant blip in the midst of which we must remember to keep ourselves merry?  Perhaps Sgro and Volpe were making their Christmas lists up instead of paying attention to the House' proceedings. 
 
I cannot express the depth of my dismay and horror at the indifference Sgro, Volpe, and the Speaker showed to the lives of so many who are at risk, and with the Speaker's particularly insensitive timing.  I am simply shocked and appalled.

 gretta


The oppression of women and girls in Afghanistan continues and as their oppressors well know, fear is the most effective weapon they have. 
 
'Poison gas' puts 50 Afghan schoolgirls in hospital
 
Nearly 50 teenagers have been admitted to hospital after a suspected mass poisoning at an Afghan girls' school, the second such incident in a month.

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Compensation packages for ministers is always a touchy subject.  On the one hand, if church is too generous (so the reasoning goes), this may distract the minister from the spiritual focus of their call.  On the other hand, if church is too tight-fisted, this can have long-term detrimental effects upon the vocation.  Most clergy have at least as much education as doctors and lawyers, but often enter their first charge carrying enormous student debts without the promise of a future income stream that their professional counterparts enjoy.  Undercompensate and fewer high-calibre people will enter seminary in the first instance.

The United Church of Canada has tried to address this by establishing guidelines for compensation that take into account factors like education and experience, manse vs. housing allowance, and regional variations in cost of living.  This has helped avoid certain biases that creep into compensation negotiations e.g. low-balling women whose salary represents a second houshold income.  The push to create a clergy bargaining unit also helps to keep congregations on their toes.  No more assuming that the minister's wife (who has a full time job and is an atheist) is just dying to bake cookies for the bazaar. No more assuming that, because the church owns the manse, this entitles congregation members to drop in whenever they please. No more assuming that the minister has no social life beyond the church community.

Sometimes it's useful to look beyond our own denomination as a way to gauge how we're doing.  Consider the latest package offered to the lead pastor of New York's Riverside Church which is estimated to be worth US $600,000. Maybe we just aren't thinking big enough. But the part that's most surprising in Chuck Currie's article is that a group of congregants has filed a petition in a New York court, presumably for an injunction.  What's surprising isn't their objection to the compensation package, but their complaint that Riverside is moving "toward a conservative style of religious practice."

Maybe West Hill is taking the wrong approach.  Maybe some of our members should launch an action and sue the United Church of Canada demanding an injunction against stodginess.  Or not.  So far, the courts in New York have refused to intervene.