Even if you’re not much of a dancer, today’s reflection should give you some good moves.
As we pray the Creed this Trinity Sunday, as we say: “I believe in the Holy Spirit,” we proclaim that there is a living God infused in us propelling us forward in his service. We declare that in the Spirit we are born again… that we are one with The Three.
Jesus’ analogy of rationally estimating the cost of war doesn’t seem to hold in today’s world–so how much exactly will true discipleship cost us?
Being a know-it-all is a way to try to take control of the uncontrollable, to bring false order when chaos is all around.
Gracious God, oil the hinges of our heart's doors that they may swing gently and easily to welcome your coming
Across the street from us in the first house I grew up in, one of our neighbors was a retired…
Exodus 19:3-8, 16-20 I remember, as a small kid, how I loved to hear Mama read and tell stories. I…
Holy leisure is not just what we get when we have time left over, it is the incubator of meaning. Without holy leisure, time at Jesus’s feet, there can’t be any justification through actions. They go together, and the one follows the other.
I love the privilege of being used by God and by my community. I love the magic. I love how each toss of the seeds always ignites new possibility, and each word becomes the Word and falls on ground now thorny, now rocky and now deep and rich and fertile.
There’s a paradox in the way that the Episcopal Church organizes ministry. How can the example of Melchizedek help all of us claim our share of Christ’s eternal priesthood?
The frightened fugitives in the upper room were transformed into powerhouses of evangelical grace .Inarticulate fishermen became spellbinding preachers. Marginally literate country folk became towering evangelists. Fair weather disciples became fearless martyrs for the faith.
Have you ever tried Ezekiel bread? If so, let’s hope the manufacturers didn’t follow the complete Biblical instructions for how to prepare it!
These mysterious bits of creation constantly remind me that, as grounded as I am in the sciences, that behind all the science is love–God’s love. Just as happenstance saw to it that I was to accompany this moth in his dying process, I need to remember that we are each also called to so many births, deaths, and everything-in-betweens in the carefully prepared, God-molded lives of all we encounter, and try to glimpse the holiness in each.
The Sudanese martyrs chose to follow Christ, as did the early Christians of Rome and the Mediterranean area. They followed to the death, just as many Christians around the world as well as in South Sudan are still doing today.
what about our own ministries of empathy? In what areas of our lives are we unable to sympathize with others?