There is no better hymn to sing on the Feast of St. Francis then Hymn #400 from the 1982 hymnal. All creatures of our God and King, lift up your voices, let us sing, Alleluia, alleluia! Bright burning sun with golden beams, Pale silver moon that gently gleams, O praise him, O praise him, Alleluia,…
I am no Hemingway… But like the Old Man of his Pulitzer Prize winning novel, I have long had a problematic relationship with large bodies of water. Sea water and pool water. As a child – by the sea, by the beautiful sea – my fair, freckled skin would fry to a crisp. Bright red…
Oops! Emmanuel Voices second birthday passed me by. I may have been distracted or busy or out of town or just not paying attention. Last year, when Voices turned one, I made a fuss. This year I am three months late. There is still a bunch to celebrate! The stats are in and they are…
While the political world is all abuzz with news of candidates in the upcoming midterm elections, the church world this coming November will instead blessedly celebrate the liturgical calendar of Saints. Commemorated on the first of November, All Saints Day is a “principal feast,” a high, holy, and red-letter day. It is also one of the four…
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“Where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.” Matthew 18:20 Growing up Sanctified Brethren, for a young Garrison Keillor two or three would have to be enough. His older self reports: “We met in Uncle Al’s and Aunt Flo’s living room with plain folding chairs…
When I was growing up, there was a pecking order at the Peacock house that played out in different ways. It was sounded out every time my mom called for one of the six of us. She would rattle off our names from the oldest to the youngest: Maureen, Timmy, Joani, Bernie Clare. Joseph. One of us…
I apologize. I am going to talk about my dad again today but please, I’d be grateful if you would cut me a little slack. And I do wonder if my dad knows somewhere up there in heaven that he has become a star sermon illustration in his daughter’s homilies. Maybe my dad is best…
Good Morning, everyone! My name is Kim Scott and I am a high school French teacher at St. Stephen’s and St. Agnes School and also a care team member for Emmanuel’s refugee support ministry. As an educator, I am so fortunate in that I can teach my students French, and also have the opportunity every…
From Parishioner Margaret Wohler I visited my son this June in New York City while he was at NYU for a summer workshop. He had housing in Greenwich Village next to Washington Square park. It was nice and mostly fun but he had mixed feelings: every day, multiple times a day, he was confronted by…
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Partying like it was 1999 – which it was – I spent a little sliver of my sabbatical from St. Luke’s at Venice Beach. I stayed with my new age, hipster, therapist friend Carey. We went rollerblading. We got our hair braided into a thousand little braids. We got our picture taken with a few…
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