Today we remember the parents of the Blessed Virgin Mary who, according to apocryphal sources, were named Joachim and Anne.
In the work of raising two children to live their lives as followers of Jesus, we have entered the important albeit irritating phase of teen angst, rejection, and challenge.
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.
What in the world it must have been like to be the oldest brother of Jesus?! Really, what would it be like to share space with a sibling who is the Son of God?
“Please use caution when opening overhead bins as items may have shifted.” That’s how this past year or more has felt for me.
Our faithfulness is not a reality show to be won, but rather transformation for God and glory to God alone.
The story of Hans and Sophie Scholl is a powerful story of faith and courage.
Listen, I’m not saying I once elevated a communion wafer with a robot arm. That would have been Inappropriate. People would be rightly concerned that such irreverence would cause Jesus to jump out of that wafer as fast as he jumped in.
Saint Andrew shows us we do have gifts to offer within ourselves and others, however big or small, and we can bring them forward to help feed, heal and bless those around us. And like Andrew, we can hold tight to our faith that no matter what we offer, our offerings are enough for God to work with and make miracles happen in this broken world.
From the outside, our youngest daughter looks like a typical developing toddler. If you passed her in the store, you would probably think that she […]