The Sixth Sunday

The Sixth Sunday

When I was a kid, my church always held an annual summer picnic at the city park. Lunch was preceded by morning worship, held in the big pavilion with seating at picnic tables. It was a novelty (and I admit, a distraction) to follow the usual order of service...
Never Alone

Never Alone

Pageantry, processions and soaring hymns of praise are a wonderful addition to our Easter celebrations. But the core of our worship is the reading of the Resurrection story. Mark 16 tells how three women went out in the quiet early hours of the morning to the resting...