Where the Story Speaks Anew

Each year as Holy Week approaches, I feel a sense of foreboding come over me. The events in the gospels are familiar, following a similar rhythm and narrative each year. As Jesus heads into the city, I sense the danger, and the anticipation of the dark events of Good Friday. Each year, although familiar, something specific will stand out in the story, something that comes forward with new emphasis…

Glimmers of Hope

Do you have an emergency first aid kit? Maybe it’s just band-aids and antiseptic, or perhaps a full Home Emergency Kit with a torch, batteries, and emergency contacts.

This week, I’ve been imagining a different kind of kit—one for spiritual emergencies. Something to ground me when world events feel overwhelming, to keep my heart open instead of consumed by grief, anger, or despair.