As a teen, my stomach sank whenever I boarded a plane. I wasn’t scared to fly, I was nervous about sharing the gospel with my seatmate. What could be more awkward than cornering the total stranger trapped next to you to inquire about their eternal destiny? Yet that’s what my evangelical preachers told me to do on flights.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer and the Cost of Discipleship Today
Today the Episcopal Church celebrates Dietrich Bonhoeffer, theologian, a founder of Germany’s Confessing Church movement, and forceful resister to Nazi dictatorship.
Where God Moves This New Year
During a recent children’s time in church, one of our priests gave each child a slip of four star foil stickers – the ones that typically accompany a good grade on a worksheet from school – colored red, silver, gold, green, and blue.
Shouting and Sharing God’s Love at Summer Camp
Something I’ve learned over the past decade from serving The Diocese of Virginia as the Director of Shrine Mont Camps is that time feels different […]
Our Movie Making Journey Through Lent
I have the good fortune of working with a bright, gifted group of kids who are being raised by loving parents devoted to their Christian […]
Saints don’t need to be heroes
Philip and James aren’t the most well known of the Twelve Apostles, so what can we learn from them? For one thing, they left everything and followed Jesus. Could you do that?
A Rule of Life is an ancient concept. But did you know you could write your own?
A Rule reminds us of who we are and what we want.
Lent Almost Passed Me By (But God Didn’t)
I was married on January 14th of this year. Lent arrived not long after.
That moment you realize the voice you’re hearing isn’t God – it’s Satan
If we recognize God in our lives, we must acknowledge Satan, too. This post explores how we talk with our children about Satan, and how we recognize Satan working in our lives.
I tried to wield Lent over my family’s heads. It doesn’t work.
My attempts to modify others’ behavior during the six weeks before Easter haven’t really been any more effective than my mother’s were.