During the season of Advent when we prepare for God to be born, we listen to the prophets of the past and present who offer us words of lament and hope. Fred Hampton is one example of these prophetic voices, and his words continue to have an urgent relevance for us today.
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
Maybe God has helped set you free from unhealthy relationships or a toxic environment. Perhaps God is urging you to stop comparing your life to others around you and allowing you the freedom to create your own path. Maybe God is setting you free from the expectations you’ve set for yourself, and reminding you that where you are in your life journey is exactly where you need to be.
This past Sunday, the first Sunday of Advent, the children’s sermon introduced the language that we’ll be using throughout Advent as we build the manger week by week, feeling the expectant drama of this season: The night was deep The night was cold Silence lay everywhere And the world was waiting… Waiting… Waiting… If you build a
Gretchen spoke with vulnerability and courage about the recent death of our friend Linda Bringman, whose memorial service had just taken place the day before. As part of her testimony, Gretchen shared the following poem…
I would love to hear from you if you have a story to share
…about a time when you cried out
…or about what it feels like when you don’t even know what to say
…or about the sound of the voices that call on you to speak out
You may laugh, and that’s alright, but I want you to know that I love Advent at St. Luke’s. Certainly, you who come to St. Luke’s for events like Las Posadas or Christmas Caroling or Advent Vespers have the best of it. You are getting ready for the arrival of the Christ Child. You’re preparing
Each year, we invite you to help “deck the halls” at St. Luke’s by ordering some poinsettias. Have you ever wondered why this is a tradition? As the legend goes…well, maybe it’s just as well to listen to the story: This year, we’re excited to invite you to place your order and make your donation
I shied away from LGBT justice work. It was just too controversial for me. What would my family think? It was better to sit this one out…
My doctoral advisor was named James Washington. I don’t remember the context of the conversation with him that I am about to relate, but I vividly remember an exchange with Jim that caused me wake up…