The Skin You’re In
A friend from seminary preached at church this week and talked about the passive aggression behind the phrase, ‘bless your heart.’ Most […]
A friend from seminary preached at church this week and talked about the passive aggression behind the phrase, ‘bless your heart.’ Most […]
The first Episcopal Church I ever attended regularly—and the church that changed my entire course of my life—was St. Bartholomew’s in Atlanta, GA.
When I was a child growing up in Philadelphia, I respected a man who lived across the street from me named Mr. Weaver.
Nothing, really, is known about Bartholomew, who is mentioned in the list of disciples in the synoptic gospels (Matthew, Mark,
We were standing in front of an overflowing trash can in the neighborhood “fast-food chicken” franchise. It took me a moment to register my son asking me the question. I’d been daydreaming and lost in thought.
Saint Bartholomew is the patron saint of bookbinders and is often depicted holding the Gospel book.
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Each of us has a “fig tree” moment wherein the trajectory of our lives is altogether different because Christ notices us.
St. Bartholomew reminds us that when we support our children’s participation in church youth programs, they will be transformed by their connection to our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.