A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
A friend recently asked if I’d tell her about Mother’s Day, so here I am telling you too. I don’t go to church on Mother’s Day anymore. Well, to be completely honest, I don’t go to church much at all anymore. But, that’s a post for another day. A whole church service all about mothers?… Continue reading About Mother’s Day
“Uncover the sacred in the profane,” she said. I sat in this very room for the first time over twenty years ago. There were couches in the corner where we gathered for Wednesday night Bible study. The lights were dimmed and a candle was lit. The bowl began to sing and our breathing deepened. We… Continue reading The Sacred and the Profane
To the person who feels the need to comment on every news story or Facebook post about the immorality of anything outside of the heteronormative life, I can’t change your mind. I know this, that’s why I don’t engage in that way. I know that if I share my story in the comment section I… Continue reading I Can’t Change Your Mind
Not necessarily related to this post other than maybe I remember something from way back when... and a picture of us as cute kids makes me feel better. 😉 I remember standing up front in the old sanctuary with all the other little kids singing in the choir. I remember singing “swing low, sweet chariot,… Continue reading The Church I Remember
At one point in time I checked the “divorced” box when I filled out forms. When I was just a few days past my 21st birthday, I stood in front of my fiance and my pastor and made a commitment — a covenant. I stood in front of our family and friends, in front of… Continue reading I Made a Choice. They Didn’t.
I went to yoga this morning with the intention of slowing down and resting on my mat. Our teacher had something different in mind. So many vinyasas and twists and balances… lots of deep breathing and sweating too. This was not the calm, restful Christmas Eve morning I had planned for myself. But, while building… Continue reading Turing Toward
This weekend I had the opportunity to walk down memory lane in some very tangible ways. On Friday night, most of my family gathered together at Church of the Saviour United Methodist to celebrate my dad’s retirement from ministry. It felt familiar and distant all at the same time. We came to this church in… Continue reading From Where I Came
The last time I stood behind that lectern was the spring of 2013, just a few months before I’d graduate from Christian Theological Seminary with a Masters of Divinity degree. I was standing there because I’d been asked to preach in Chapel. That’s often how these things happen. I don’t necessarily need to preach or… Continue reading Past, Present & Future
After taking a few months off of attending a worship service each week, I found my way to a new church last November. I was hopeful that I would find a new church community – new friends, new classes, new worship. Although I liked the pastors, I never really made a connection with that church… Continue reading Going Home
I met him when he was in elementary school. His parents were very excited about the youth program I was leading and couldn’t wait for him to join in on all the fun. The summer before he started sixth grade, I went to his house to learn more about him – what he enjoys, what… Continue reading New Dreams: T’s Quilt
Anne Brock 