I will always remember the first time I met my husband’s brother.
“Mama, will your bottom just keep getting bigger and bigger until the baby gets here?”
This morning in devotions, I saw myself in Peter. I didn’t reflect Pentecost evangelical Peter or stepping out of the boat Peter, but anxiety ridden at the cross Peter. Peter, how I wish I related to one of your more shining moments.
Today is not only the Feast of the Confession of Saint Peter, but also the first day of the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. This week falls each January between two holy days: The Confession of Saint Peter and the Conversion of Saint Paul.
Editor’s Note: This is a reprise of a Grow Christians post Nurya Love Parish wrote in June 2016, when our community was young and beginning […]
Jesus builds his church on the confession of a man with a sketchy record when it comes to firm faith.
Sacrificial love is an embodied faith lived for the benefit of other people.
The Israelites didn’t see casting lots as a game of chance. They saw it as a revelation of God’s will.
The feast of St. Peter’s confession is a great time to mix up some tasty rocks with the kids.
There is no moment on earth when I met Jesus in the flesh, but like Peter and Paul in this image, I too stand at his feet.