Sunday, August 11 is the beginning of a new chapter at St Luke’s. We will enter an intentional, long term process of discernment as we determine: How do we transform ourselves into an antiracist congregation? What does that look like? How do we get there? And why?
God’s kingdom wraps its divine embrace around the horizons of our existence where death seems to have won the upper hand.
What songs/hymns do you remember singing when you were a child? The B-I-B-L-E? Deep and Wide? The Noah’s Ark Song? This Little Light of Mine? Jesus Loves Me? What was your favorite Sunday School song? These and other songs are the ones that many of us recall decades later – for example, my favorite song
What I found remarkable in reading them was that the more I read the more I realized that some things cannot be fully expressed in a systematic theology. Sometimes, maybe most times, art can do you one better.
The church’s HOTTEST night is VIGIL OF EASTER. Jesus is BACK and this time he’s gone over the top. This feast has got everything…
Do you have a true story from your own life to share this Lent, about the ways that individualism has pushed you away from God, other people, or creation?
Think about the times that you’ve seen, made, or touched ashes. What did they look like? How did they smell? Ashes come from burning something: A pile of wood, a piece of paper, a cigarette. But ashes aren’t the same as glowing embers, or a blazing fire. They’re not hot, not alive, not yellow-orange. Ashes
I love the season of Lent because it just feels so true to me. In so many other areas of life, there is a pressure to “be okay.” Cheerfulness or stoicism on the surface masks more tender spots underneath. Not many people go around saying, “Wow, I feel really far from joy this week.” Or, “I
In worship on the last Sunday in November, the children helped us imagine how the church keeps track of time. We traced a straight line on the carpet with our fingers, like a timeline. Then we traced a circle on the ground, over and over circling back. For the church, time often seems to move
Figuring out how to mark the day well can be a challenge. I remember when I figured out that Thanksgiving has a complicated history. Maybe you do too.