I feel a bit bad for the Magi this year.
As an oldest daughter in a family that went to a specifically Norwegian Lutheran church, oh how I wanted to wear that iconic white dress, red sash, and crown of candles.
Editor’s Note: This post originally appeared on Bird Treacy’s substack Wiggles & Wonder on November 14th and is shared today with her permission. —Allison, ed. […]
Merry Michaelmas! Have you started working on your Christmas pageant yet?
The first Episcopal Church I ever attended regularly—and the church that changed my entire course of my life—was St. Bartholomew’s in Atlanta, GA.
If you have a young child, you may not realize it, but your home is probably full of process art.
Last week, as priests and pastors and children’s ministers and people of all stripes working in churches attempted to make sense of the miraculous healing at the heart of the lectionary, some extremely important questions came up.
When I was young, my grandmother hinted that maybe I would be the first person in our family to be ordained.
One of the other wonderful things about having so many ways to tell a story is that we can think creatively about how to share them in our own families and communities.
We’re almost there: the ending of the season after Pentecost which is also the beginning of Advent and a new Church Year. But, as we move into this final Green Growing Sunday, we also encounter a potential stumbling block.