It’s Pentecost. The day when we celebrate the birth of the church — fully blown and ecstatic to the point of drunkenness on the gift of the Holy Spirit firing us up into action. A day… Read More
Today’s Prayer: It’s no little thing to wake in the morning to the memory of a friend’s laugh from last night still there for me to smile about. Amen
Something changed in me as I witnessed the same people who stood on line day after day for socks or tiny bottles of shampoo – willingly stand in line again and without any shame or embarrassment that I could see, reverence the sign of salvation.
I wanted what they had.
When I returned the next night for Easter Vigil, I knew I wanted to receive the bread of Heaven and the cup of salvation.
I knew I would have to come to the Cross first.