The Easter season always reminds me of frilly dresses and ruffled socks and memorized speeches recited on Easter morning. From Ash Wednesday somberly beckoning me to remember from whence we came, clear through to Resurrection Sunday’s triumphant declaration of victory over death, Easter brings with it a unique combination of holy contemplation and bittersweet joy….
Category: Meditation
Sometimes a book is more than just a book
I just finished listening to an audiobook yesterday. I had intended to listen to some books by Sharon Draper, since I’ve seen several of her books on other teachers’ bookshelves but hadn’t read or listened to any yet. Due to library-related availability on the apps I use, I wasn’t able to check out one of…
Mary, Did You Know?
Truly, is it any wonder that we may find ourselves unable to connect the cross and the lynching tree, when the gross brutality of lynching has been almost entirely left out of the Savior narrative espoused in too many of our pulpits?
Return, Remember
In my mind, remembering is individual and collective.
Charleston: A Watchman Meditation
I originally wrote this piece four years ago and published it on my former blog here. Since today is the anniversary of this tragedy, I brushed it off and polished it a bit to share again today. “Every man’s island, Jean Louise, every man’s watchman, is his conscience. There is no such thing as a…
Remember
This holiday season, I’ve carried a particular song with me more than in other years. The first time I heard “Now Behold the Lamb,” I was a fourteen year-old, recently baptized praise dancer trying to learn my first routine. There were maybe eight to ten of us girls who danced together – a few of…
