Our love for God can only be manifested by our love for our neighbor.
Today we celebrate the feast day of Saint Sam Shoemaker, Episcopal priest and deeply influential voice within the Alcoholics Anonymous community.
When I was in high school, we moved to the Diocese of Southwestern Virginia, which had a long-term companion relationship with the Episcopal Church of Sudan.
We started this whole quarantine, isolation, homeschool, work from home thing almost a month ago in the middle of Lent. The me who loves rhythms of liturgical seasons could spiritually get behind the idea that we would spend Lent sacrificing for others.
At the local library yesterday, my four-year-old granddaughter listened to stories about stars, and about how everything on earth – including the Earth itself — is made from the debris of exploding stars, known as supernovas.
One Advent, completely by accident, Christmas carols became part of the bedtime routine. And we were glad.
I am moved by the willing courage of a young person saying yes to God’s adventure. And I’m grateful for Mary, still bearing God to us.