Every now and again I come across something I wrote down in the past—a quote from someone else, or something I wrote myself—and it feels like a gift all over again, freshly given for the present moment. That’s how it was last week when one of my aunts messaged me
What goes through your mind when you hear of someone “deconstructing” their faith? Just as importantly, what do you feel in your body? Is it something you celebrate? Grieve? Fear? Something that makes you feel out of your depth, or like you don’t even really understand what deconstruction means, let
On Sunday—Pentecost—I turned the page on my liturgical wall calendar from the Season of Easter to the Season After Pentecost. We will live in this season for almost six months until the cycle begins again with the coming of Advent. We cycle through the story of Jesus year after year,
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