We were standing in front of an overflowing trash can in the neighborhood “fast-food chicken” franchise. It took me a moment to register my son asking me the question. I’d been daydreaming and lost in thought.
I know that it is the season of Advent, but Christmas is on my heart and mind. It’s hard to avoid, since, in the words of fictional rock-n-roll legend Billy Mack, “Christmas is all around.” Christmas is on tv, in stores, in our email boxes, and of course, we’re inundated with holiday musical classics.
I am a priest. I am going through a divorce. Imagine my excitement level as I prepare to preach Sunday on Proper 22 in Year […]
Pain, time, and distance have created a wedge that may never be overcome. What does that mean for my ministry of reconciliation?
Human beings break their promises. But God doesn’t break promises to us.
This will be the first Christmas in my life I did not spend with my daughter.
I know how it can be hard to separate co-parenting from the pain of divorce. But I also know God is still at work in my life.
Celebrating Christmas for all twelve days helped our family – first, after a divorce, and now, with our grandchildren.
Maybe faith is just this: to accept that we are loved, even in the brokenness.
Now that my daughter has moved away with her mother, my methods for sharing faith have to change. My intentionality about doing so remains.