My Piece to Own
How are we to respond when we’ve been wronged?
It only took 40 years, but I finally realized that Valentine’s Day offers the opportunity to reflect on my love for the people nearest and dearest to me.
Our students at The Episcopal Academy know about waiting.
What in the world it must have been like to be the oldest brother of Jesus?! Really, what would it be like to share space with a sibling who is the Son of God?
What’s a good way to handle some tough topics in your youth group or Sunday School?
Autumn is a season for ingathering and for harvest. I enjoy seeing fall leaves and pumpkins appear as September weeks pass by. The large Harvest Moon rises, and the days grow cooler with crisp air coming in the mornings and evenings. Even here in California we start marking the days as “sweater weather.”
The older I get, the more I realize that following Christ is a lifelong journey. It isn’t something I can accomplish overnight. Rather, it’s a long, slow process of growth and transformation.
I found the carefully curated items inside my monthly ConseCrate box too good to give up.
While there seems to be some debate on certain parts of Matthew’s story, all agree on one thing: Saint Matthew was a tax collector.
In the days leading up to the start of school I had several conversations with my son Sam and all of them started the same: “Mom, I’m scared to start first grade.”