Looking back at the Grow Christians pandemic posts for Maundy Thursday about the creative ways families shared this night’s ritual, part of me wonders if our church services can ever approach the intimacy of the footwashing done by family members for one another.
Love and serve…anyway.
On Friday mornings, on the corner of Pleasant and Union Streets in the heart of Brunswick, Maine, Nancy stands next to a picnic table the children of our congregation painted in vibrant colors.
Finding Phoebe Between Longing and Frustration
For Phoebe, as for many biblical women, we are left to construct and imagine with the barest of scraps of insight.
The Rule-Breaking, Custom-Questioning Holy Rebellion of Anna Alexander
As much as I like to imagine myself as a rule-breaker, the truth is I’m more inclined to contentedly walk the straight-and-narrow, hoping not to […]