Robert Kinghorn

By all worldly accounts much of the ministry of The Church on the Street seems like a total waste of time. However, in my more reflective moments I realize that the answer lies somewhere in the mystery that on the street I am constantly surprised by holiness in the midst of addiction, violence, and poverty.

It was a momentous day in history. May 8th 2025. My wife Ria and I celebrated our 49th wedding anniversary.

I have always been a night owl. Even at university I felt that 11 o’clock in the evening was a good time to start cramming for exams the next day. Later I learned that this was not a good way to study, and often the results confirmed it.

The Canadian communication expert Marshall McLuhan made famous the phrase, “The medium is the message" by which he meant that the way a message is delivered has a significant impact on how it is received. But what if the medium is one of the people of the beatitudes: the poor, the addicts, the isolated, and the homeless?

It was one of those evenings when the streets of the city were in deep freeze. I arrived downtown and when I got out of the car, I instantly decided that this was an evening for four layers of clothing.

In the years I have had a ministry to the street people, I cannot say I have cured a single person. But I do believe that with the presence of Jesus, many have been healed and have managed to get off the streets because they have received new hope and courage to fight their addiction.

It was many years ago, and I cannot remember where I read it, but I wrote it down on a tattered piece of paper, which I just came across the other day.

My favourite book is “The Wound and the Gift,” the biography of Scottish poet and novelist George Mackay Brown. His poetry and novels were written with a sensitivity that was able to look beyond the wound, to see the gift within; a gift that often contributed to the person’s woundedness.

You know something? Nobody is perfect. Now this might come as a great surprise to some of you just as it did to me.