I had been a chorister as a kid and – with my “salad boy soprano days” in retrospect – began to engage in the Episcopal Church beyond the $1.50 weekly pay I received for warbling. I struck out on my own one Sunday morning in Kansas City, Missouri for an...
The pilgrim Egeria describes an observance of Palm Sunday in the late fourth century. Christians gathered on the other side of the Mount of Olives, in a place called Bethphage, where they read the story of Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem. They then walked to the...
Last Sunday, a parishioner and I talked about how she’d just been through her own personal “Holy Week” in terms of back-to-back days of church related service: altar guild at the Wednesday Holy Eucharist, hospitality for our monthly “Third Thursday”...
This Sunday is Legacy Sunday, when we remember with gratitude those who have made bequests to Incarnation in recent years. These planned gifts help assure the continuing witness and work of God’s kingdom through the church. In the spirit of Legacy Sunday,...
A couple of weeks ago, I was in Las Vegas for a few days. While some love Vegas and some hate it, I’m on the cusp and see it mostly as an adult Disneyland. And like our own Times Square, Las Vegas does seem more like Disneyland these days and for that I give...