It can be difficult for our children to the stories of Holy Week. Here are some tips for preparing children for the Passion.
Every year my sermon for Ash Wednesday comes down to one thing: this business of smearing ashes on our faces? It’s for us, not for God.
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How would we know love, true love, without its companion death?
Your screaming toddler just might save your soul.
Before my mom died, I faced Lent with a kind of calculated resolve. Now the season opens up differently for me, into a sort of invitation.
The day will come when death slaps my kids in the face. When it does, I want them to remember all our Ash Wednesdays.
My hope is that–with one eye on my prayer book, and the other on the compost heap–I can come to respect the work death does for us… the life it enables to take root.