As a young child, I held aspirations of joining the military. I remember our imaginary play through back street alleys and vacant lots included re-enacting scenes from the latest war movie that we watched on television.
A Body Like Ours
Mary must have been so frightened.
CS Lewis’ Compelling Representation of Christ
Safe? Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good.
Stalling on the Dock of the Bay
I was sitting on the dock of our diocesan camp, the Barbara C Harris Center, when I began feeling uncomfortable.
In the early months of the pandemic, locked down with my young children in a too small city row house with no real backyard to speak of, I found myself losing my patience, something already in short supply, much like milk, diapers, and grocery delivery slots.
Envisioning Jesus in Our Own Image
Mom, I thought Jesus had white skin?
Reflections and a Life Well Lived
For a friendship more separate than equal, we don our funeral black, and sign the guest book on the way in, all our children watching and following our lead with solemnity.
Pentecost’s Reminder to Keep Jesus’ Commands
The Feast of Pentecost is loaded with profound and fantastical readings of scripture.
Julian of Norwich: Christ Our Mother
This year, Saint Julian’s feast day coincides with Mother’s Day.
Aligning Our Wills with God’s
My fondest memories of my father focus on the times we worked together. My father knew how to fix everything