“Hope Up for a Year, I hope…” Holy Week blog post from Toni Buranen Holed up for a year, I hope… That things do NOT return to normal. Don’t get me wrong. This has been a very hard year, globally, nationally, locally, personally and I wish the pandemic had not happened. So many people died.…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” Holy Week podcast from Joani Peacock “Hope is a feather on the breath of God.” Hildegard of Bingen When people ask me what I do for a living I tell them that I am in the hope business. I usually follow that up with that I am in…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” Holy Week blog post from Chuck McCoart Today, March 11th, is the one year anniversary on which the World Health Organization acknowledged what had already become a reality, that the world we knew was dealing with a deadly pandemic. About a week later, California would become the first…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” Holy Week blog post from Bishop Susan Goff The beach after a storm is a place of wonders. With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, I get up before dawn on the morning after a storm in order to be outside as the sun rises. I find A tree trunk…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” Holy Week podcast from Joani Peacock Dear Lord, Let me linger among the alleluias, at least for a little while. It is Easter Monday morning and I am much hungover from Holy Week. I am a very sleepy preacher. Bells are still ringing. Choirs are still singing. And…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” Holy Week blog post from Janie Piemonte It has been more than a year since the pandemic shutdown began and if I am being completely honest, I have fared extremely well throughout, unlike many others. But I don’t think anybody comes out of this experience unscathed. Do you watch…
“Holed Up for a Year, I Hope…” A Holy Week blog post from C. Neal Goldsborough “Pilate asked Jesus, ‘So you are a king?’ Jesus answered, ‘You say that I am a king. For this I was born, and for this I came into the world to testify to the truth. Everyone who belongs to…
As we gather in our homes to reexperience the last supper, and to honor the mandate Jesus gave us to love one another as he has loved us, my mind returns to another last supper, and another friend on the edge of death. When she learned she was dying, my friend Mary Kay rearranged her…
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