Tag: Personal reflections

by Eric Holloway I have this personal rule that I’ve set for myself: never read the comments section below online articles. If you’ve ever done

by Marilyn McCord Adams Life doesn’t always unfold in “synch” with the liturgical calendar. Advent waits for cosmic interruption: the Word made flesh, a truly

So the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and he slept; then he took one of his ribs and closed

[T]hen the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and the man became

Crisis, Hope, and Imagination, The Blessings of Beginnings and Endings by Donald Schell I’m thinking our annual year-end collision of Thanksgiving and Advent’s apocalyptic, last

by Maria L. Evans “The question “Who am I?” really asks, “Where do I belong or fit?” We get the sense of that “direction” —

by Deirdre Good Along with thousands of people in New Jersey and the tri-state area, we lost power at the On Not Being a Sausage.

by Ben Varnum Recently, I’ve been seeing a number of comments on Episcopal Café posts that express frustration with how people are writing or commenting.

The things we once coveted are no longer of even passing interest. The things that humiliated and embarrassed us become so covered in weeds that we’ll never see them again unless we look for them and unearth them.

by Donald Schell Part 3 of 3 I’ll begin this concluding essay by saying where I meant the meandering path of the two previous essays