One of my joys this year is remembering that Easter is a whole season and that the good news of Jesus’ resurrection does not need to be crammed into only Easter Sunday.
Are you noticing just how different the world is around you?
In this season of Easter, I have been wondering just when and how Jesus might reveal himself to our oldest son, or all our sons for that matter.
I listened to the retelling of the final chapters of the Gospel of John thinking about how special it is to hear a story told out loud, even when I’ve heard it many times before.
When approached to write a post with Easter books my first thought was, “Every truly good book is an Easter book.”
As part of the One Thousand Days of Love campaign, Episcopal Relief & Development is offering a simple way for churches and parents to think beyond candy and stickers by adding some empathy and gratitude to this year’s Easter egg hunts.
This year the Ascension just hits different (as the kids like to say). Our pandemic experience right now has parallels to how the disciples must have felt after the resurrection
This Eastertide I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to live in the relentless goodness of Easter Sunday, not only on the day of Easter, but in all the fifty days that follow.
We started this whole quarantine, isolation, homeschool, work from home thing almost a month ago in the middle of Lent. The me who loves rhythms of liturgical seasons could spiritually get behind the idea that we would spend Lent sacrificing for others.
I smile as the 4-year-old shows me Butterscotch, her much-loved bunny; Butterscotch proceeds to die two days later, and I cannot help or hold the child in her grief.