“The wind is not always a gentle thing, particularly in cases of natural disasters like cyclones, hurricanes, typhoons, and the like. Neither is the Spirit always a soft, guiding and sustaining image that we often consider.”
“In our Gospel reading today, Jesus asked the disciples to stay awake while he prayed in the garden at Gethsemane…and of course, we all know how that played out. They couldn’t manage it…and when they woke up, it was too late. They had missed their opportunity to be with Jesus, unbothered, one last time.”
Earlier this week, a South Carolina judge denied The Episcopal Church in South Carolina’s motion to dismiss a betterments case brought against them by breakaway
“The light of Christ is love. As we move into love we move into God. As you go out into the world today, remember to listen to where you are drawn through your compassion. Let Jesus Christ be alive within you, shining from your heart into the dark places of the world.”
A series of events the past two weekends, Episcopalians have commemorated and remembered the beginning of the slave trade in what would become the United
“But while we’re accepting that love and that freedom that pours over us like a balm, we are also called to ourselves embody the generosity and empathy that Jesus does. That’s the privilege and essence of discipleship. Our healing NEVER stops with us. Our healing empowers us to be agents of healing in the name of Jesus for the sake of the entire world—no exceptions.”
The Brief concludes: “If President Trump is allowed to indulge this whim, he will turn to others. And the President has, repeatedly, singled out religious minorities for contempt. Amici therefore have a reasonable expectation that, if permitted to divert funds on this pretext, President Trump will later use that power to surveil, harass, and sanction disfavored religious minorities.”
“A host of weeds have cropped up so that in many places I can’t see the soil anymore, but I know the vegetable plants are growing. I see red tomatoes and large zucchinis surrounded by red, orange, and yellow marigolds. A few sunflowers loom overhead and I spot a bumble bee searching for nectar. Pouring out of the hose, water fills the garden and in the growing garden, I find rest.”
“Christ gave us all this and yet we are called to follow him into a world of death because his Father’s Kingdom has not yet come, and we are the ones sent out to bring it. Sometimes faith is a hard thing, but we can’t be filled with the presence of our saving God by trivializing evil, pretending spirituality is all rainbows and unicorns. Or by torturing ourselves with the Bad News, when the Good News is so close.”
