This year, Saint Julian’s feast day coincides with Mother’s Day.
I often hear, and have said myself, you can’t get to Easter Sunday without Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. But what about Holy Saturday?
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.
What do we do when we, as a congregation, as a community, as a world, are truly exhausted and need the rest Jesus promises? Is that space still in the sanctuary? Or are we meant to seek peace away from our community as we heal?
Our son’s first tooth fell out this past week.
Over the past few months, our three sons have engaged in sibling fighting so much more so than ever before.
I find myself searching for a theology resource I could feel comfortable with, not just in content but in approach.
It is normal to think of our children. We worry about them. We celebrate and sometimes share their successes. And perhaps even to a greater degree, we suffer and endure their challenges and failures.
When we offer nighttime prayers at our house, we always include a section of ‘thank you, God’.
Those of us reading this blog, in general, have freedom that would have been unimaginable to Thecla. But what does our faith tell us about our freedom?