Rather than a single Resurrection Sunday, Easter is an entire season in which Christians explore new life containing eight weeks total.
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Rather than a single Resurrection Sunday, Easter is an entire season in which Christians explore new life containing eight weeks total.
May you find rest in the winter of doubt and receive the affirmation of spring.
If your biggest news is about an interesting insect whose path you crossed on your walk, then you’re onto something.
If we began our congregational ministry by assessing what we have to offer, we’d likely find it’s a lot.
If what the Breastplate of St. Patrick claims is true, then both a physical body and a congregational body can rest in its truth.
Sheep respond to nurture, and we are sheep according to John’s Gospel. Thus, we know our master’s voice of grace, which causes us to turn our heads and assent to follow.
As Epiphany wafts past today, let’s not miss the magnitude of the message through the Magi: the gospel is for all.
Where does John the Baptist fit among Bing Crosby on the radio, children on a stage, and Charlie Brown memories?
But into the darkness, God sends his light. It’s what he has been doing since the beginning. “Let there be light” were the first words spoken.
Squaring off against the darkness, acknowledging its created separateness from the light that is God in the lives of people, is our posture for this season.
Like an insurgency amid a people we are trying to free, Christmas has decided to go to war with our ideas of Christmas. We are, I’m sad to say, fighting a war on two fronts.
As the light of Christ streams in the window, lighting the room of our lives, let us notice what the light illuminates, yet not spend glorious, God-given energy attempting perfection in what is the Lord’s to complete.
Does a reluctance to ask for help translate to a theology of prayer? It may. This week, 10 other “first things” take the place of the pride that binds.
The doctrine of the Trinity is what the church represents as she bends knee to the other who is giving a hand up while standing on the shoulders of a third, infinitely in sync and completely acrobatic!
The mission of God is not something we have to do; we receive it. We share it and spread it around like maple butter on Holy Saturday French toast, savoring the Savior.
Let’s bravely take one another in and notice the reflection of Christ in the eyes we mirror each gift of a day, our motivation pure joy rather than any benefit bestowed.
Gratitude, simplicity, taking time. How difficult it can be to digest our own advice; how often we remain shielded from the perspectives of others. Pause; breathe.
Looking bidirectionally within history, to what people, ideas, and entities can we allow our questions to be vulnerable so they may be changed?
How might we feel sorry in ways that reveal the flood-to-cross character of God, and reflect this to the world around us?
While the wise men sought to find Jesus, I watched a man yelling at police officers at the U.S. Capitol building while holding a flag with a Christian fish and the name of Jesus.