Cornelius, Peter, and the Work of the Spirit
One of the enduring challenges of ministry with young people is the frequency of the ‘basic’ questions. Maybe that sounds counterintuitive. […]
Holy Spirit
It’s a really big circle.
Healing. Connection. Belonging. Love. These are the words of Pentecost.
Thank You, Good-Bye
As part of their visit to Episcopal High School, the Buddhist monks taught the art of constructing sand mandalas through demonstration. Days of demonstration.
The Blessed Confusion of Pentecost
To arrive at Pentecost, we should go through the Tower of Babel. The arrival of the Holy Spirit rhymes with that story on purpose—so let’s take a moment and follow a story we might not have thought about in years.
Red
It’s been less than a year since our family’s returned to St. Luke’s Episcopal Church, so there are still surprises in the liturgical calendar. “Please wear red on Pentecost,” invited Father Randall. I owned nothing red except for a waffle-knit funnel-neck shirt that obviously screamed fall even though the weather was basically expected to be just that.
Trusting That Our Lives Have Meaning
Bedtime is always a time of revelation and sometimes self-revelation in our household, particularly with our youngest child who is eight-years-old. We have noticed since Thanksgiving that he has been easily frustrated, trying out unsavory words on his older brother, and bursting into tears quite regularly.
Following the Way of Love with Youth
Are you practice The Way of Love? Read about Bishop Curry’s call to us to follow the seven principles of The Way of Love: Turn, Learn, Pray, Worship, Bess, Go, and Rest and see how one youth group begins their journey on The Way.
Another post about racism with a dose of hope
How do you begin to dismantle racism in our daily lives? Miriam writes about the challenge and the necessity of challenging and obliterating racism.
Help children find their gifts this Pentecost season
The call to go into the world in ministry in Christ’s name is for our children too. How can we help them grow into it?
My morning prayers keep me focused on the Holy Spirit’s presence.
For twenty years, my prayer practice reminded me that my children were sealed with the Holy Spirit and marked as Christ’s own forever.
