Liturgy – Red Letter Christians

On Thanksgiving: An Honest Home in the Uncomfortable ‘Both’

November 23, 2022

But this little plot of land, where my son swings from oak branches beside the bayou . . . where we make mashed potatoes for three instead of twenty-three . . . where I call home . . . is much more than just a settler's trophy. We live in Caddo territory, or so it was before the Treaty of Cession of 1835.

On Thanksgiving: An Honest Home in the Uncomfortable ‘Both’

Britney Winn Lee

November 24, 2021

Creation & Environment, General, Race

But this little plot of land, where my son swings from oak branches beside the bayou . . . where we make mashed potatoes for three instead of twenty-three . . . where I call home . . . is much more than just a settler's trophy. We live in Caddo territory, or so it was before the Treaty of Cession of 1835.

Kayla Craig is Resourcing Parents for These Times

Rachel Ophoff

September 1, 2021

Books, Church Life, Family and Parenting

For those worried about their kids in these days of active shooter drills and other unsettling events, Kayla Craig fearlessly opens doors into frightening scenarios. How do we pray about gun violence in schools? How do we talk to our kids about racism?

The Morning After Ida Makes Landfall, a Prayer

Patrice Gopo

August 30, 2021

Creation & Environment, General, Practical Justice

Some days I wake in the morning disoriented, my mind mixing up my dreamscape with the reality of what transpires in life. In my dreamscape, my arms reach for a cerulean sky, a perfect sky. This image becomes th...

On the Anniversary of the Shut-Down: A Prayer for What Was, Is, and Is to Come

Britney Winn Lee

March 12, 2021

Books, General, Global

It’s been a long road, and it’s not over, though it does seem to be changing. And we felt we couldn’t let this moment pass without marking it together in some way.

Liturgy in the Time of COVID

Meagan Ruby Wagner

December 2, 2020

Books, Church Life, General

These days, my emotions are not a reliable source. They are up and down and back and forth and all over the place, telling me stories and lies and leading me down all sorts of rabbit holes. I don’t need emotional authenticity—I need something solid. I need a touchstone to ground me. I don’t need high-energy, emotional worship; I need liturgy.

On Thanksgiving: An Honest Home in the Uncomfortable ‘Both’

Britney Winn Lee

November 25, 2020

Creation & Environment, General, Race

But this little plot of land, where my son swings from oak branches beside the bayou . . . where we make mashed potatoes for three instead of twenty-three . . . where I call home . . . is much more than just a settler's trophy. We live in Caddo territory, or so it was before the Treaty of Cession of 1835.

It’s Complicated: A Different Liturgy for Mother’s Day

Britney Winn Lee

May 6, 2020

Church Life, Family and Parenting, Women

You don't need me to tell you that Mother's Day is complicated for many. A two-second pause to contemplate the people in your life for whom the holiday might be painful would yield evidence enough that the day ...