Ordinary Time or The Time of the Church as it is sometimes called begins after the Feast of Pentecost. This time is the story of the Church. The Church, in essence, celebrates Her birthday on Pentecost, and from there we celebrate baptism into the Holy Trinity. It is a season of focus on growing in fatith, and the presence of God in the ordinary of life.
Liturgical Color: Green
Artwork by Tim Bauer
Artwork by Tim Bauer
El Río de los Brazos de Dios, the river that runs through Waco, TX, was named for its “arms” (brazos) by which God nourishes the land…
The morning begins with a whisper of light,
a slow, steady sunrise,
spilling gold across the sky.
The Paris Olympics took place in the summer of 2024. Paris, the city of love and romance and bodily freedom, played host to some of the most fit bodies in the world competing for precious metals. We love the Olympics because they…
I was reading David Zahl’s latest, The Big Relief: The Urgency of Grace for a Worn-Out World, and along the way, I started thinking about what the relief he describes would look like in a local congregation. I resonated with the idea that “The church has been the place I go when there’s no place left to go” for relief…
Sometimes I think my best art is my journal writing just between me and God. There is no pressure to be liked. There is no fear of being wrong. There is no insecurity about someone else’s art being better than mine. There is no worry that someone might think I’m cheesy or lame or too cynical or too cheerful. I just say what I’m thinking and feeling, and he hears…
When I look at the church and the body I belong to in Grayslake, IL, I am so thankful. We are blessed with many kind, hardworking, compassionate brothers and sisters who know the Bible and love Jesus. Then, when I step back and ponder the big “C” worldwide Church, I am…
Holy Spirit,
You have descended time and time again
both to confuse and elevate language.
As Adam left the Garden
With Eve close by his side,
As inward, hearts were hardened,
And eastward, daylight died…
Father Nelson Koscheski was an Episcopal priest for nearly half a century. He was the lyrical arm of the Liturgical Folk music project from 2015 until he died in 2019. This is one of the first poems he sent me, which I promptly set to music. When I asked him what inspired the poem…