There are so many things that need our attention right now. There are so many things we would rather be doing than the things on our list. Many of us find ourselves procrastibaking, procrastinapping, procrasticleaning, procrasticrafting, procrastinetflixing.
I remember we often had Inside Out Day. On that day, you were supposed to wear your clothes inside out. I participated with glee, and I remember sitting in class, marveling at how different my clothes looked when I was wearing them inside out.
As I have for the last couple of years, I have a goal of reading 52 books this year. Because of COVID, I might actually reach that goal for the first time! Right now I’m sitting at 43….
The turtles were named Judas and Zoboomafoo. Because who doesn’t name their pets after the disciple who betrayed Jesus and a lemur from a PBS program from the early 2000s?
God, I’m a mess.
There are so many “hats” I must wear in a day
And I’m having to change them out a pace that is often exhausting…And the faster they spin, the more likely I feel they are to crash down around me.
Deacons are called to be witnesses to God’s love and active presence in the World. We are called to participate in God’s work by being active in the World working for healing, justice and peace. However, we are also called to be witnesses to the Church regarding the needs of the world.
I often feel like I am on a hamster wheel of productivity and accomplishment. My body knows that. My heart, however, craves stopping and listening. In recognizing my time alone as precious and rare, I had doubled my expectations for myself. I didn’t want to waste a second, so I was reading as fast as I could and taking as many notes as I could. But when I paused and flipped back through the notes I had taken, they all seemed to be pointing in the same direction.
While this Thanksgiving dinner may seem a small gesture, being invited to share the American tradition bears great meaning for African Immigrants in searching out their place in the American cultural framework.
In late May of this year, the news broke of the death of George Floyd. What followed was a groundswell of emotional reactions from across the country and the world. At FUMC Hurst, one of our responses was to scrap our July plans and invite people in Sunday school classes and small groups to talk…
A couple of months ago, some of us were at it again…brainstorming! We were hoping to come up with a socially-distanced intergenerational activity to connect people safely…and that’s how #ChalktheLove came to be.
I’d been thinking about writing a blog about one of my favorite songs, Everlong by Foo Fighters, and I’d sort of forgotten about the idea until I opened up YouTube this morning
…last week we picked up our son’s school supplies. It was different this year with curbside pickup, but there is still something about new school supplies. And today we went and bought new school shoes.