The way the Magi leave is just as important as the way they came; the world they encountered in Jesus changes everything.
Epiphany offers us a chance to remember that Jesus was a king, but not the king people thought he would be. He was a baby, a child of God, and his life promised that we, too, would all be children of God. The prophets foretold him, God revealed him, the Three Kings honored him, and we adore him.
“The Triumph of the Innocents” reframes the story. Ultimately, Herod lost.
The disciples would be seen as misfits in tension with the established social norms and hierarchies. Sounds pretty punk rock to me.
How many of our current events—in politics or in our church deliberations—get stuck in frustrating stalemates?
Unlike the other gospelwriters, Luke includes the events surrounding and supporting the birth of Christ.
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.
Imagine an annual spring tradition in which you plant basil seeds in an herb garden while retelling the story of Helena digging up her own basil and finding Jesus’ cross.
I want my children to remember me as a person who loved them deeply, but who loved herself just as much.
I am moved by the willing courage of a young person saying yes to God’s adventure. And I’m grateful for Mary, still bearing God to us.