Seasons

Our lives our made up of seasons, not just our years. The liturgical church moves in seasons that reflect not only the story of our faith, but the rhythm of our lives. This category marks and honors those seasons.
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God saw all and called it good. Everything you touch see, taste breathe into your shining...
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In the dark, something grows in the silence, something calls flickering in the shadows the voice that speaks in the stillness between each breathe, booms invisible, cracking apart the...
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Something new is coming. Can you trust enough, to see newness and not destruction? To see the shoot, in the rotten trunk? The truth is,...
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God looks nothing like the old man, bearded and pure, blue eyed and severe, thundering with disappointment bright with vengeance, justice melts and looks nothing like us either. The...
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Advent - Seeking
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Now we come to it the center, where a heart beats, for days of sorrow, and days of joy, tread fields of broken glass. What is written there, on the shards...

Pray. Some days easier said, than done.   Some days the heart speaks, and some she falls silent with the weight...

  God waits, humbly on our step a bald monk...
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I have seen the word to the prophet      breaking in through the drone of TV news anchors      and 'reality TV' stars, like static.      Shining in the street...
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Advent hasn't even started yet, but Christmas is in full swing in the stores, on the television, in print ads and sales fliers. Some...