Michelle Sevig 5/17/26 Michelle Sevig 5/17/26

Now what?

Sometimes, I wish I could just pick up the phone and call my mom. She died ten years ago; and even though we didn’t talk on the phone every day, or even every week, there are times now when I wish I could simply talk with her again. To hear her voice. Or tell her about my kids, who are now young adults; she’d be so proud and delighted. Or to ask her how she made the potato salad taste just right.

Sharai Jacob 5/10/26 Sharai Jacob 5/10/26

The promise of the Holy Spirit

Happy Mother’s Day! This week I found myself thinking of all the ways my mother has poured wisdom into me, helped me to understand the world in new ways, and equipped me for life. Before my mother taught me to read, she would read stories to me, and sing songs that taught me important lessons about faith, community, and how to live well. She taught me that the best stories always teach us a lesson, they speak truth to our hearts, and send us out into the world changed.

Craig Mueller 5/3/26 Craig Mueller 5/3/26

Do you know where you’re going to?

Jesus tells them that they know the way to the place he is going. Befuddled Thomas says what everyone is thinking. Lord, we have no idea where you are going. How can we possibly know the way?

Michelle Sevig 4/26/26 Michelle Sevig 4/26/26

Attune our ears

Whose voice do you recognize easily? There are a few voices of public figures that I try to tune out and not listen to at all, because their voice grates on me and I don’t want to listen to what they have to say. But there are also voices I love hearing, like my kids’ when they call me from college. And there are some voices I miss hearing too. I wish I had a recording of my son, Oliver's sweet, high-pitched, prepubescent voice or the voices of my parents which are now only a distant memory.

Craig Mueller 4/19/26 Craig Mueller 4/19/26

Eye-Opening

Sharai Jacob 4/18/26 Sharai Jacob 4/18/26

The change within

Alex Clare 4/12/26 Alex Clare 4/12/26

A Visceral Reaction

Have you ever had a visceral reaction?

In Jesus’ time, people didn’t say “I’m heartbroken.” They said, “My liver is on fire.” Back then, Greeks and others didn’t say that emotions came from the heart, or the head. They said emotions came from their intestines. They had “gut feelings.” They said that they felt anger and sor-row in their viscera — they had “visceral reactions.”

Craig Mueller 4/5/26 Craig Mueller 4/5/26

Shock and awe

To the gospel writer Matthew, the resurrection of Jesus is earthshaking. The Greek word is seismos, and means shaking, shock, earthquake. In seismic events, nothing is certain. Nothing is the same. Nothing is stable.

A brilliant, terrifying angel rolls back the stone and sits on it. As if to mock the empire that rolled the stone there in the first place. As if to mock the power of death itself.

Craig Mueller 4/3/26 Craig Mueller 4/3/26

To tell the truth

Today truth is elusive. What to believe? Was it generated by AI? Is it a downright lie? Is it fake news? If it’s on the internet, if it’s shared on social media, can you trust it? If you keep telling people an untruth, are they cajoled into finally accepting it?

Michelle Sevig 4/2/26 Michelle Sevig 4/2/26

Holy work in human hands

In tonight’s Gospel, Jesus lays aside his garments, wraps a towel around his waist, pours water into a basin, and begins to wash the disciples’ feet. I wonder what the disciples thought when they saw their teacher kneeling down like a servant, preparing to wash their dusty, worn, calloused feet. Foot washing with Jesus wasn’t like a luxurious pedicure at the spa. It was dirty work. A messy act of love.

Craig Mueller 3/22/26 Craig Mueller 3/22/26

What takes your breath away

A baby’s first cry isn’t sadness, but life. After nine months in the womb’s warm fluid, air rushes into the baby’s lungs as it is born. Crying helps oxygen circulate through the body. Breath. Birth. A holy moment.