Remember
I hope you can hear me as I say, ‘Remember, you are so very loved.’
Ash Wednesday
Lent, Parenting
Prioritizing Lent
As our daughters grow, we have engaged in many conversations around our family values.
Truth-Telling on Ash Wednesday
Recently, a parishioner described to me her experience of a funeral at another church. “They kept talking about the person’s ‘transition,’” she said. “It took me a while to figure out that they were using that word as a euphemism for death.”
Finding grace in flowers and snow and everywhere in between
Margaret of Cortona is remembered for her spirit of repentance and supplication.
Holding onto Hope in Another Pandemic Lent
As we enter into our third Lent of the pandemic, I’m grateful for the muscle memory and predictable patterns I have created for this season. T
Hope is still there
This year, Ash Wednesday looked like parking in a 12-minute spot on the corner of Bay and Montecito and walking up to the front step of our church building.
You’re a child of God and you’re made for glory, baby.
The origin of one of my most beloved Ash Wednesday traditions can be traced back to Game 7 of the 1988 NBA finals between Isaiah Thomas’s Detroit Pistons, and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and Magic Johnson’s Los Angeles Lakers.
The Evolution of Our Family’s Ash Wednesday Observance
My very first Ash Wednesday as a baptized member of the Episcopal Church was February 13, 2013. My husband was at home that evening with our infant son, John Paul, and I was at church alone. I
Pardon Our Dust
What is parenting if not equipping our children with the ability to function in the world?
