Florence both challenges and inspires me. This week I’m reflecting specifically on what her life means for me when it comes to raising my own children.
About Jamie Osborne
Overcoming Prejudice with God’s Love
To remember Cornelius is to celebrate courage persevering through prejudice and how God’s love can overcome our blindness.
Trick or Treating in the Light-filled Darkness
Halloween isn’t about a godless world ruled by evil and dark spiritual forces. It’s precisely the opposite.
Shifting in Overhead Bins and Within Our Souls
“Please use caution when opening overhead bins as items may have shifted.” That’s how this past year or more has felt for me.
Except in Lent, add Alleluia.
I had something curious happen to me this past week, and it’s made me pay attention and wonder how the events of this past year are affecting not only me, but all of us.
Saint George’s complicated memory
On this day, the Episcopal Church remembers Saint George, and I take some comfort in the complexity of his remembrance in Christian memory.
Timothy, Titus, and the Stories that Shape Us
oday, the Episcopal Church commemorates Timothy and Titus, two companions of Saint Paul. Timothy and Titus were younger believers whom Paul entrusted with leadership responsibilities in the early Church. They were companions and fellow workers with Paul in ministry, but what strikes me most today is that they were also his spiritual children.
Science, Faith, and Chick-Fil-A
We were at Chik-Fil-A with my younger child for dinner. Earlier that day I had listened to a podcast that mentioned the Big Bang and I asked the kids if they knew about it. They both said no. So I explained the Big Bang and this is how the conversation went.
What does it mean to love Jonathan Myrick Daniels and those in our care?
O God of justice and compassion, you put down the proud and mighty from their place, and lift up the poor and the afflicted: We […]
The Good News (for when we blow it)
Embody the love of God to my children? There are moments when I’m just trying to find the nearest hole into which I can crawl and hide.