St. Patrick’s Day is always a fun day. Dressing in green, eating green treats, or maybe drinking a good Irish ale. I love it especially because the majority of my heritage is Irish and it’s a joy to celebrate where we came from …BUT… aside from all the crazy parties and parades that have come
Lent is tough as a parent with young ones all exploding in their toddler and babyness at home in a glorious blaze of humanity’s dependence, chaos, and beauty all at once. How to find those reflective moments…? This year I’m determined even if the moments are small. My heart feels so distant in all of
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We walk through the doors of the Sanctuary and sit in the quiet, many of us wearing the symbolic black of this penitent season, and look unto the cross. It is the threshold of Lent. The Ash Wednesday service is humble, stripped of vanity and noise. But there is indeed a beauty that is undeniable.