How Reconnecting with Nature Helped Me Reconnect with God
Little did I know that reconnecting with nature and my inner being would help me reconnect with God, too.
Little did I know that reconnecting with nature and my inner being would help me reconnect with God, too.
Summer is the time for Vacation Bible School! My church Saint Michael and All Angels hosts VBS on July Friday nights from 5:30 PM-7:45 PM with the date night model for parents in mind.
Is there such a thing as the liturgical season of the snipe? The side-eye? The passive aggressive glare, or the directly aggressive loading or unloading of the dishwasher?
No? Well, there should be.
I began smoking cigarettes when I was a teenager, partially to spite my parents. They were incredibly kindhearted and involved in the church, but in my eyes, they were controlling. So was the doctrine they prescribed.
I saw it again the other day: she took a wide berth, or perhaps I should say, she gave me a wide berth.
Over the last year, faith communities have discovered different ways to keep people connected, even while forced to be physically-distant. In our congregation, one way that groups have stayed connected with one another is through the delivering of a “porch drop.”
Whatever this seminary word may mean tomorrow, today ecumenical means that the Church universal served the church local, and everyone knew Love.
I don’t advise taking the trash out at midnight in sleet conditions.
Later today I’ll call 600 Kitchen & Bar in downtown Kalamazoo and ask a question I’ve never asked before. “Yes, hello, are you taking reservations for shipping container tables for February 28?”