Dear Friends and Family,
During my studies at the Summer Peacebuilding Institute organized by Eastern Mennonite University, I participated in a class called Theatre, Ritual, and Peacebuilding. One of the rituals, created and lead by the Rev. Grace Cangialosi was called, "Love the questions." You can imagine it by listening to the sounds of…
water tinkling over rocks in a glass bowl.
three people whispering "love the questions" over and over again.
each person in the circle reading a question out loud and then placing another stone in the glass bowl.
Global Ministries’ missionary serving in Chile.
READ: 1 John 4:18
I crouch in the aisle of the dark church, my heart thumping with excitement. The music begins and the voice of God echoes, “One day I thought of you and decided to give you the gift of life. As the earth turned, I blew into your heart, and you were born.” The lights come on slowly, and I join the youth group in a theatrical dance presentation they have created and produced. Now three teenagers hold brightly wrapped packages which represent this divine gift of life. Some of us look at the package from the outside, satisfied with the pretty paper and bow. Others unwrap the box, but pick and choose only those things that seem comfortable or familiar. Still others embrace the whole gift, savoring the challenges and obstacles, joys and pains, loneliness and relationships.
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“Amid the complex interplay of pattern and novelty, the fluttering of a butterfly’s wings in California influences the weather patterns in Washington, D.C. [. . .] Love rather than alienation is essential to reality [. . .]” God’s Touch, by Bruce G. Epperly, pages 109-110.Read more
Jesus, my Jesus, I watched your hands this week.
They were Chilean, American, Paraguayan,
Sunburnt red, toasted tan, young and old.
They were soft and gentle,
Strong and determined,
Nails grimy with the rich earth.
In November of last year, I was with my two children and three friends at the Shalom Center. It was one of the most difficult moments that we have experienced in our lives. My older son, Pablo, had died suddenly in October of a cerebral hemorrhage and his passing plunged us into a dark well of sadness and pain.Read more