Missional: To die and to live

“The crucifixion was the consequence of the incarnation.” And so it can also be said that the resurrection was the consequence of the crucifixion (thank you, Patrick), and that too is a necessary theme of “missional” we do well to explore. Moving from death to life: when I considered how to describe the ways that… Continue reading Missional: To die and to live

Alessandra

I love poetry. Recently I have been reminded of this from a range of sources, and I am enjoying the recovery of this part of who I am. A few weeks ago, Doug was sitting on the futon piecing together worship songs and powerpoint slides while I sat at my computer trying to find a… Continue reading Alessandra

Changed

This past weekend, my alma mater granted two honorary doctorate degrees at their commencement ceremony. When I saw the recipients of these awards, I smiled. Ivor Jenkins, a South African anti-apartheid activist, was the point-person for a study tour I took of that country months before the first free election in 1994. He guided us… Continue reading Changed

Sharing the love

It is not uncommon for certain details to get lost in the shuffle of our little life here, and just today I noted that two generous souls tagged me for different blogging awards and I have yet to respond in kind. So, thank you Suz and Jim for your kind words and your appreciation of… Continue reading Sharing the love

Extra, extra!

This past weekend, the Haub family had the very fun experience of being extras for a short film. Mercy and Aaron were excited to tell their friends at church on Sunday about “playing action”, and they actually did exceptionally well for the duration of filming. Of course Elijah spit up all over me (and poor… Continue reading Extra, extra!

Faith

My friend, Tyler, has written a beautiful piece on participating in the Eucharist as an act of “protest and allegiance in the face of death.” For all of us dealing with recent losses of people we love, Tyler’s honest and powerful reflections offer hope.

Them bones

I had a great conversation the other day with someone dear to us about the impact our communities have on who our kids become. He was arguing that the community itself plays a much greater role than the parents: something I am not sure I believe. In light of this, he was describing their struggle… Continue reading Them bones