Lord Jesus Christ you have given your Church the mission to proclaim the Gospel to all nations.
May our efforts to fulfill this mission be guided by the Holy Spirit so that we might be leaven of new life, slat of the earth and a light to the world – worthy missionaries and faithful to You. Continue reading
The Christmas decorations were barely down (and for some people were not down yet) when the pink hearts and cheap candy hit the store shelves. All the marketing and merchandising screamed – St Valentine’s Day is just around the corner with an implied, “Have you bought anything for the one you love?” Continue reading
Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! ~Ecclesiastes 4:9-10~ Continue reading
It is Sunday afternoon and not too long after the family and I pulled into our parking space having returned from chapel. It is cold here (Ft Drum, NY) and according to the weather report it was well below freezing at about 14/15 Fahrenheit or -10 Celsius (this is actually warm compared to the -16 F / -27 C temps of last week). Regardless, as I pulled in behind my pick-up truck I witnessed something strange. Continue reading
Most important to a cowboy’s religion was that he “got” it, and “had” it.
Probably few, if any, versions of a cowpoke’s religion ever got into any books of theology.
But one old Plains cowboy’s description of what religion is, did get into print. Continue reading
It is the 20th of January and (for those who acknowledge the Church Calendar) the 2nd Sunday after Epiphany. Today the Gospel reading was the telling of the story of the wedding in Cana of Galilee. A young couple gets married but runs out of wine at the party. Jesus gets pressed into service by his mother, Mary, and viola somewhere between 120 and 180 gallons of wine are miraculously provided. Continue reading
“Father, will you pray for me?” she asked. “Of course, what is troubling you?” I replied. “I need to improve my rifle marksmanship,” is her answer. Continue reading
This morning my family will spend Christmas as we have done for the past few years – on Ft Jackson. Each year there are many Soldiers who are in the middle of Basic Combat Training when Christmas comes around and they cannot go home for the holiday. Some cannot go home because there is no home to go to. Others feel that the life they have in the barracks is superior to anything they may have at home – they left home for a reason. Continue reading
The bells of waiting Advent ring,
The Tortoise stove is lit again
And lamp-oil light across the night
Has caught the streaks of winter rain
In many a stained-glass window sheen
From Crimson Lake to Hookers Green.
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Advent
John Betjeman
The Advent wind begins to stir
With sea-like sounds in our Scotch fir,
It’s dark at breakfast, dark at tea,
And in between we only see Continue reading
