Editor’s Note: This post has been adapted from Mary Lee’s original post for The New Northeast, a online community for the Episcopal Diocese of Maine. […]
When I first attended the Episcopal Church as an evangelical, low-church college student, the liturgical service had a foreign choreography. It was as confusing as […]
“I don’t think you are doing this whole Christianity thing right.” That’s what my husband said when I started my church search shortly after moving […]
This summer, for the ninth year in a row, I will take a group of high school students on a mission trip. I know […]
It’s tough to miss my family at church. Obscurity is not our thing. Our group of six easily takes up an entire pew. Four blond […]
In May of 2002, I wandered through the aisles of a Target. I probably needed laundry detergent, but instead was lingering over purses and sunglasses, […]
It’s time to be completely honest: my family hasn’t been attending church regularly. After thirteen years, we decided we needed a break. Over a year later, I’m ready for us to return. Will my family want to come with me?
I want the big, beautiful challenge that comes with the discipline of setting aside a full 24-hours for rest.
What we do now will affect those born a century from now.
This Pentecost, how counter-cultural would it be for the church to emphasize the gentleness of Christ’s gift of the spirit? Maybe he discovered that gentleness from his mother.