Like the hemorrhaging woman or like Jarius upon hearing of his daughter’s death, we still experience fear mixed in with our faith as we try to figure out what our faith is impelling us to do.
When do I, in my magnanimous self-assurance, miss that God incarnate is right here with me?
I often wonder how to cultivate a sense of generosity and giving in my toddler daughter. How do I talk about the gifts of giving our time and resources and money to others?
What would you give to have all your dreams come true? What if every little hope could bear fruit, if all that glittered really was gold?
I also have to look times when I have perhaps led to others losing their good names and what I should do to make amends for that, if amends are at all possible.
Albert Luthuli’s story is a reminder that we still await the hour that is coming–the hour that all truth is revealed and the world is reconciled.
the Episcopal Church supports local, state and federal laws that prevent discrimination based on gender identity or gender expression and opposes any legislation that seeks to deny the dignity, equality, and civil rights of transgender people
Why is it important for us to take a stand for those who are without rights in our society?
We tell the story, or cherish the memory, consecrating that moment in time, instead of recognizing that all of time is consecrated, and what set those times apart was the opening of our eyes.
I have to admit that when anything grows, I’m amazed. Amazed that such a small seed in the ground can transform into a beautiful, fruit-bearing plant.