My sabbatical journey will take me to Providence, Rhode Island, and Dublin, Ireland as I think about the experience of Christian pilgrimage.
Attacks upon houses of worship erode the safety, comfort, and wisdom we have discovered in them....
The theme for our observation of Lent this year is “Cultivating and Letting Go.” It reminds us of the simple arithmetic of spiritual progress. We move forward upon the challenging path of Christian maturity by the negative forces and habits we are willing to abandon and the positive forces and habits we are determined to put in their place.
A naming controversy over an infamous bridge in Alabama is an appropriate location to reflect upon the polarities that divide us. American is stretched and pulled by the unavoidable differences arising from our cultural, racial, historical and personal experiences. We are cut off by our past and the hidden truths we refuse to acknowledge or the shame we are too frightened to confront. Distance and denial walk happily hand-in-hand when there’s little motivation to reach across the divide that separates the human family....read more at my blog
A blog invitation to, yes, another blog!
Let's prepare for the Daily Advent Devotional!
Now is the time for peaceful, courageous and prayerful action...
We will be looking at our past and current staffing and visioning what we believe the structure and characteristics of that staff should be in the future. Our recommendations will also include a (doable) path to that vision and suggestions for how we can nurture, grow, challenge and encourage our staff. We will need your input. Be on the lookout for listening sessions in the coming months!
Don't miss the new recycling station in our foyer. From cell phones and tablets to plastic bags and lids, we've got space for those items that can't be recycled in your bins.
This Summer I started knitting for the very first time. After some coaching from our fearless leader, Liz McCubbin, I took my needles and yarn home to get to work. In about ten minutes, I managed to mess things up royally. The next week I brought my tangled mess back to the class, and Liz was able to miraculously resurrect my feeble attempts into something identifiable as knitting. This pattern continued for several weeks, but each time I managed to work a little longer before things devolved into entropy.