Have you ever had one of those palm-to-forehead moments?
Today we celebrate the Feast of the Annunciation, the moment when God sends an angel to a young, unknown, unimportant Jewish woman to announce that she will bear the Savior.
Lately I’ve been praying through my spiritual past, letting memory guide me through how I became a Christian in a non-Christian family, how I traversed fundamentalism to later become Episcopalian, and how the Episcopal Church dared to ordain me both deacon and priest
What a powerful moment, this divine encounter.
If you’re anything like me, you might have still found scraps of Christmas lying around when you were getting ready to help your children with a school Valentine’s Day celebration. It’s still cold in most parts of the country, and we might still feel a bit of a holiday hangover when we’re not quite sure what to do with ourselves in the days following the Feast of the Epiphany.
I should’ve been prepared for my own child to tell me he was experiencing doubt. But I wasn’t.
In just a little over a week, it will be Easter.
In Fra Angelico’s painting of the Annunciation, the angel Gabriel reverences Mary. What does that mean for us?