Tonight I pick up my daughter from the Episcopal Youth Event. Then what?
I’m an Episcopal Youth Event parent. It matters that I stop, hear my daughter’s story – and listen for what God has done in it.
I’m an Episcopal Youth Event parent. It matters that I stop, hear my daughter’s story – and listen for what God has done in it.
Visiting holy spaces helps us find the wonder and beauty of God in unfamiliar surroundings.
My daughter is learning to trust her sense of herself and her vocation. So am I.
Family visits can be a pilgrimage into the heart of love and acceptance, not perfect like God’s love, but a great reflection.
I expected to like Wonder Woman. I didn’t. But I loved what my son told me during the movie.
We were eating a “Secret Daddy Treat.” Somehow it became a sacred moment.
Adults talk a lot to children. We teach and tell, instruct and correct, admonish and encourage. What would we learn if we listened?
The call to go into the world in ministry in Christ’s name is for our children too. How can we help them grow into it?
As a mother, I teach my children about the resurrection. And also – my daughter teaches me.
What my altar looks like today, how Lent Madness at home turned out, and some summer reading plans.