With much of the world in quarantine thanks to the coronavirus pandemic, this Easter has the potential to look quite different for many of us.
Autumn has a certain smell.
A pastor stood up before his church and stated, “Christ has come to us through Adolph Hitler.”
The year was 1933.
The story of this Sunday is very familiar.
Almighty God, you have created us out of the dust of the earth. Grant that these ashes may be to us a sign of our mortality and penitence, that we may remember that it is only by your gracious gift that we are given everlasting life, through Jesus Christ our Savior.
A group of avowed agnostics decided to observe Lent, “atheist Lent” as they put it.
In preparation for Christmas, our partners in India hold skits where children in their orphanage, and any from the neighborhood who want to participate, have the chance to act out the Christmas story.
Perhaps no Christmas figure is more maligned that Saint Nicholas.
The man who began as a generous church leader, trying to inspire others to care for the poor, evolved into a magical sprite in a reindeer-drawn sled used by parents to bribe children into obedience.