As Christians, we carry our dead with us. As Christians we believe the strangest, most unlikely truth. We believe them bones, them bones are gonna dance around. We believe Lazarus will rise.
https://youtu.be/RMuhSHiBncs Whatever brought you to Holy Communion this morning, we are glad that you are here. Some of you are here because your parents made you come. That’s a good thing. It’s good to build up good will with your folks. You might need it later. Some of you are here because you heard we’re... Continue Reading →
What would it mean for the church if we told the whole story of God, the whole story of Jesus? What would it mean if we embraced the messy, frustrating, the imperfections? What would it mean for our faith if we knew, deep in our bones, that God stood in solidarity with the wounded? That therefore God stands with each of us? What could it mean if we showed up, all of us, if our WHOLE community stood together, if no one was left out? What would it mean for our world if we each showed up, our full selves, wounds and all?