Unless a Seed Falls: John 12:20-36
Even I have to admit, it looks terrible: broken, rotting stalks, bare dirt, no happy winged visitors. I tell myself there are over-wintering insects in
Even I have to admit, it looks terrible: broken, rotting stalks, bare dirt, no happy winged visitors. I tell myself there are over-wintering insects in
Miss P recommends relaxed bemusement at the strained and unnecessary efforts of some Christians to claw back holy meaning for Ash Wednesday out of the
These candlelit evenings, ancient hope glimmers like a gift,
gleams for a moment, then falters, slips to nothing
in the circling of the
Wow, I didn’t know that Palm Sunday was about openness, inclusion, and tolerance. Something to reflect on, I guess. What about that donkey, shall we
A journey to who-knows-where to see who-knows-what without the proper supplies. We’re crazy.
I propose that Advent is the time when we are allowed—even encouraged—to be honest about our disappointment, our sadness, our cynicism.
Believing in the resurrection of Christ is a little bit easier when you’re standing in the middle of a garden. Which may help explain the
The birth of the child is the focal point of God’s communion with the whole of creation. This is the deep wisdom of the doctrine
We are observing the Season of Creation for the first time this year, and as is our custom, we’ve put together our own liturgy. I’d
About a month ago—I’m not saying it was on Ash Wednesday, but it might have been—I downloaded the TikTok app on my phone.