Remembering the Children: An Easter Reflection
Lent is one of those seasons that quietly invites us to slow down. And then, Easter is the season that […]
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Staying in the weighty matters of death on Good Friday
On Palm Sunday, during the reading of the passion gospel, my three and a half year old learned that Jesus died. On the one hand, I was swelling with parental pride for his calm attentiveness and understanding of the story. But on the other hand, I was worried about how this new information would begin processing in his young mind.
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The Person You are Looking for is No Longer Here
As a professor of practical theology, I often find myself talking about grief during class. All of my former students
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The Emptiness of Easter
“Fear and great joy” are what we’re told the two Marys felt on hearing that Jesus had been raised from
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Look for Life
I live in Nashville, TN, which means I spent early April navigating a nearly week-long storm. During the moments of calm
Eastertide and Fresh Wool
Eastertide with its warmth and tenderness is one of my favorite times of the year.
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Slow Down. Quiet. It’s Easter
Sometimes, Easter comes a little too soon.
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The Human Family: in death and life, divine and mortal
Upon occasion, we have the privilege and honor to sit with the dying, to accompany death as she visits and extinguishes the flame of life afore us.
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Help My Unbelief
Since the horrific day in Uvalde, Texas on May 24, life has seemed harder. I have had quite the struggle leaning into my faith — not to understand what took place, but to gain a hold of the hope that typically defines my heart.
Every Last Thing is a Season
This Easter I am practicing resurrection. I am practicing hope. I am practicing knowing that no matter how bad it gets there is redemption, even after death.
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