Telling

What if God is not confined to our understanding of the church? What if God wants to meet me here, right now, in this little shop? And some part of me hopes - needs - this to be true.

“There are two main questions I have wrestled with throughout my life: who am I and where do I belong? If I had to guess, you have probably asked one or both of those questions at some point in your life, too.”

I think sometimes we rush through life and forget to look at the beauty around us. It’s as if beauty knows we are looking for it - it will be there when we seek it.

April is national poetry month. We love poetry around here at the Interyear House! Here is a poem that I wrote after an hour spent in the chapel at St. John’s Episcopal Church. 

Holy Saturday gives us an opportunity to engage with the darkness and confusion of our current reality, too. We all have questions that go unanswered, grief that demands to be felt.

Often in our rush, we miss the beauty and significance of God’s slow work. God is intentionally forming us, crafting us into who we need to be.