The Big Way of Love for Kids
When the pandemic struck, I–like so many other parents of young children–suddenly found myself unresourced and unsupported in the total […]
When the pandemic struck, I–like so many other parents of young children–suddenly found myself unresourced and unsupported in the total […]
When someone hands down to us a precious family artifact, it comes to us scored with dozens of memories, scratches,
“But dad, Jesus is God’s son. So Jesus can’t be God, too!” I thought I’d get a longer grace period
The season of Lent is a gently shifting lens at Saint Michael’s.
In the groups I’m in on Facebook, I see questions like, “What’s everyone doing for Lent?” “Should we whisper about
“Hey Mom, it’s a new world record…I lost my lunchbox on the first day of school!”This declaration from my newly minted 7th grader should have made me angry, or at least frustrated. Instead, I found myself laughing with relief and genuine glee; the pressure was off already.
Where did you see God today? Where are you in the story?
Last Sunday I had to bat cleanup after my own sermon. Sometime during the Nicene Creed, I realized that I’d left something out. It was an important point with significant pastoral implications.
“We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts, we travel so far. (sic)” The little voice sings from the back of the car. My son, strapped into his carseat, is singing one of his favorite songs.
Do your kids love church camp? What do you do when they don’t? Miriam McKenney shares her experiences with her daughters when some love church camp and some don’t.