I don’t know if this is the pandemic’s end game. I do know that new things are already being born in us.
We need to relearn a capacity to dwell in God’s presence.
We’re hungrier than ever for physicality, place, and embodiment.
I murmured my prayers, counted my breaths, and got through it.
In Teresa of Avila, I’ve found a guide on this new path.
This is a high-stakes time. Some churches need to take more creative risks than ever before.
Salvation is not a place but a way of life.
Helping a community navigate historical concerns
Usually it takes courage to preach Good Friday. This year, it will take courage to proclaim “He is risen!” on Easter morning.
It’s a screwball comedy about pandemic life! Pandemic life without kids, that is.
The ancient wisdom text urges us to find joy in the limits of the present moment.
Time ignores our every attempt to harness it.
In chaotic times, focus on routine, ritual, and simplicity.
We don’t pine for a second coming that will bring the world to an end. We pray for the indwelling of Christ that will enable the world to continue.
And it isn’t partisan to say that a president who can’t or won’t do his job should be replaced by one who can and will.