January Light
We’re still in the season of light, aren’t we? Yesterday, the church calendar said Epiphany Three, so it’s still the time of bright revelations, callings […]
We’re still in the season of light, aren’t we? Yesterday, the church calendar said Epiphany Three, so it’s still the time of bright revelations, callings […]
I wonder why transitions are so difficult. School starts here this week, and there’s a lot of worrying around our table. Mostly from Beangirl, but […]
The story of Hannah holds Christmas at bay a little. And it also honours our almost-there already impatience about the whole thing.
I’ve been thinking about the lectionary as a tool for a while. You might have noticed. Some weeks, I use this space to write of nothing but. Others, I may dip into the lectionary readings, but spend more time talking through the little happenings of my little family’s life, spilling them out across the table, and hoping that they fall into some sense of order that might bring clarity.
“I like the blue butterfly.”
“I like the blue butterfly, too.”
“NO! No, you don’t! You like the green butterfly.”
“Okay. I like the green butterfly.”