Generosity means doing what you are able to support your community, whether that community is your neighborhood, church, work, family network, or other entity. I hope others will realize that generosity can change lives in many ways and that you don’t have to be wealthy or in a position of power to make that change. The smallest act can make a huge impact!
Read MoreGenerosity starts at home, with learning to share (toys, books, money, time) and learning to be a good helper for your parents, family, neighbors, friends and strangers. I find joy in giving to others, in providing assistance in many ways, and especially in finding ways to do what I can to contribute to the greater good.
Read MoreOur family continues to grow in our faith journey, stumbling along the way. With the great support of First Methodist, we are inspired to stretch and grow through our participation in the church. Our growth is not always simple and definitely comfortable, but in the end, I feel that we always come away with better skills and tools to bless those we encounter, daily, outside of the church. We are continually equipped to show up for others as Christ would have us show up.
Read MoreI hope others will try giving generously — giving more than they thought they could. By investing time and effort, we all become more like “owners” of anything and want it to succeed. I applaud those who give their time generously to prepare and teach Sunday School, sing in the choir and lead the various laity groups in the church. It does take all of us — working and giving — to be God’s people, doing His work.
Read MoreFrom earthquakes and storms in Haiti to violence in Afghanistan, it’s easy for us to become overwhelmed by global news. When we see all of the suffering, we become paralyzed by compassion fatigue and can’t figure out what to do.
Read MoreI am beyond excited to launch our new Discipleship Hour on Sunday, and I can’t wait for us to explore it together. Why? Disciples of Jesus are made, not born.
Read MoreGrowing up, I only heard my parents swear a handful of times. We were allowed to say “shoot” and “gosh,” but the big curse words were reserved for special occasions, such as a hubcap falling off the car, dropping a glass jar of orange juice, and the confirmation of a certain Supreme Court Justice.
Read MoreAs we walk the second marathon of this pandemic, life isn’t getting easier. We have pent-up grief, anxiety, and exhaustion that overwhelm us. When our souls are parched and thirsty for God, one place we can turn in Scripture is to the Psalms of Lament.
Read MorePrayer is the language we use in our relationships with God. It gives shape to what we sense, feel, and long for before our Creator.
Read MoreIn between bursts of fireworks this week, we’ll hear about liberty and freedom as core American values.
Read MoreMy husband Colin has a memory like a steel trap. When he was a little boy, his mom would tell him her grocery list and then take him to the store. He could remember everything.
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