
God at the hospital
Two poems from Kate Day, an Episcopal Priest and Hospital Chaplain in Syracuse NY
Two poems from Kate Day, an Episcopal Priest and Hospital Chaplain in Syracuse NY
At the height of the firing, the fire will reach 10 feet into the air and will burst 5 inches out the sides of the kiln in any cracks. It is violent. It is primordial. It is frightening to watch. Dangerous to handle. It is the process. Violence and then, beauty and usefulness.
The next to last essay from our partnership with Empire Remixed to share a series of responses to the Living Church looking at full inclusion and sacramental equality.
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Part six of our partnership with Empire Remixed to share a series of responses to the Living Church looking at full inclusion and sacramental equality
Part five of our partnership with Empire Remixed to share a series of responses to the Living Church looking at full inclusion and sacramental equality
As the Anglican Church of Canada approached it’s General Synod and the questions of marriage equality and full sacramental inclusion of LGBT+ persons, the Living
Part three of our partnership with Empire Remixed to share a series of responses to the Living Church looking at full inclusion and sacramental equality as the Anglican Church of Canada gathers for General Synod…
Part two of our partnership with Empire Remixed to share a series of responses to the Living Church looking at full inclusion and sacramental equality as the Anglican Church of Canada gathers for General Synod
We call God by the sounds of a breath because of the mystery and gratitude humans have had for breath. One need not live too long before figuring out that without breath life ends. Even Christians call the Holy Spirit “The Breath (or wind) of God.”