Like the Greatest Generation, the Classes of 2020 have been “formed and forged in a crucible of hardship,” as the Most Rev. Michael B. Curry ’75, D.D. ’20 told graduates in his Commencement address. “Part of your most important formation as human beings has happened in the crucible not of a Great Depression, but of a great pandemic.
“Let’s explore how we, as people of faith, can join those who are not only moving from languishing to flourishing… but also discover a much more vital faith.”
“The will of God is Love. The will of God is love, a love that crosses boundaries and stretches the limits of our definitions and expectations. It opens us up, makes us feel joy and peace and all the other gifts of right relationship with the Holy.”
David and Charlette discuss Jesus’ response to his family and faith community, the invitation to be part of his ministry, and what it looks like when we resist change.
A queen and mother of kings who also led the French Protestant movement known as the Huguenots
“I seem to dream more these days than I have for years; Lord only knows why. I went for years without dreaming or remembering dreams. Maybe getting older has something to do with the resurgence of dreaming.”
“The esoteric questions are more difficult to satisfy. Regardless, I try, and respond with answers I hope the Holy Spirit put into my mouth. It is heartbreaking, frustrating, repetitively mind-numbing. Each time I lose another, small piece of him it is a living, daily grief.”
“Mrs. Gibson embodied grace, generosity, and endurance. She had to. And so did so many of the people who refused to be driven out of Greenwood, either in the 1920s or the 1970s. Her faith, her grace, and her dignity helped us all to aspire for lives that would lift us up and widen her horizons.”
I am trying to say this as clearly as I can to you, brothers and sisters: These are the tactics that have been used to create a culture where countless children have been torn to shreds, where women have been raped and then “broken down.”
“As I climbed higher and higher along the rocky path – with very few plants and certainly no trees marking the way – I walked deeper into solitude, step by step. I was alone; nobody else was hiking the trail that day. Nobody, that is, except for one man.”