All things Advent
In an Episcopal Mission Church in the mountains, Father Joe staunchly said: not one bit of Christmas until the Christ Child is placed in the manger.
Blessed Virgin Mary
Parenting, Saints
Saying Yes to Bearing God in the World
Isn’t it the fundamental call of all Christians to take on the role of God-bearer?
Mary, Adoption, and Divinity
As time went by, I found myself growing bitter toward Mary. She was a woman, but she had no idea what it was to pray for a baby and then not be able to conceive one. She received divine intervention without even asking for it.
God Can Survive Your Questions
Lately I’ve been praying through my spiritual past, letting memory guide me through how I became a Christian in a non-Christian family, how I traversed fundamentalism to later become Episcopalian, and how the Episcopal Church dared to ordain me both deacon and priest
Reservations & a Borrowed Wedding
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?”
Sheep Groomers, Shipt Shoppers, and the Blessed Virgin Mary
A scene from that quirky 1993 movie Household Saints had been on my mind, and I found myself watching well beyond the part I intended to revisit.
For the Love of a Mother
I have to be very careful when I write about the Blessed Virgin Mary.
Celebrating the Feast of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Ever since I returned to the church in my twenties, I have been inspired by the Blessed Virgin Mary.
Joachim and Anne, Parents of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Today marks the feast of Joachim and Anne, the parents of Mary and the grandparents of Jesus. They don’t appear in canonical scriptures; lacking source material, generations of Christians have looked for them in themselves.
Practicing Gratitude and Joy on the Feast of the Visitation
There were exactly two snowballs in my south Louisiana childhood, and they didn’t fall from the sky in Baton Rouge. They rode down from Ohio on the side of our neighbor’s station wagon, and took their shape when she scooped them and gave them to wide-eyed children who had never seen snow.
