What happened to the “supper” part of the Lord’s Supper?

What happened to the “supper” part of the Lord’s Supper?

Sundays, in the GreenHouse, are for eating together. Our college sons come home for Sunday lunch, and in the evening a group comes over for dinner. Everyone contributes to the evening meal–always delicious and plentiful. But it’s not the tasty meal that brings...
5 Questions that John the Baptist makes me ponder

5 Questions that John the Baptist makes me ponder

Jesus is definitely the main character in the Advent readings, but some of the supporting roles surrounding his story are quite intriguing. I’ve already shared why Mary is my hero (A Protestant’s confession), but Jesus’ cousin, John, is another one...
Tis the season for… Advent

Tis the season for… Advent

Advent. It’s not a word that I grew up with in the Christmas season. Deck the Halls, Santa Clause, Christmas cookies and lots of goodies – that’s what I’m familiar with at this time of the year. Advent was always something that other churches did. I never knew exactly...
Finding words for gratitude in the Psalms

Finding words for gratitude in the Psalms

Need some help expressing thankfulness? Let the Psalms guide your heart to gratitude whether you are in a place of awe, despair or gratefulness. The ancient words will give you words for today. Begin with any of these Psalms listed below. Read the whole psalm; pray...
3 Surprises about the pain of love in our adoption story

3 Surprises about the pain of love in our adoption story

When we adopted the twins, I was confident that love would set things right to their very wrong beginning. I grew up watching love heal wounds, reconcile conflicts and instill hope. So naturally, I counted on our love to do the same for the twins. We addressed their...
Reflections in the mirror–still learning to love from my Dad

Reflections in the mirror–still learning to love from my Dad

I turned off the car when I saw my Dad sit down on the bench next to his homeless friend. I took it as a sign that we’d be waiting for a while. When I looked at Dad in the mirror I couldn’t help but see myself too. I liked what I saw in him; I didn’t like so much what...