Dear Caldwell, It’s quiet here at the church on a blustery and rainy Christmas Eve, fitting it would seem for this year. But nothing can stop the victorious celebration in the hours to come, as told told in an Advent hymn by the name above: Watchman tell us of the night, what its signs of …
Dear Caldwell, As I touched on last Sunday, the joy we usually reach for in Advent may seem a bit out of reach for our faith family this year. Our losses have been so great, our grief so deep, made even deeper by the fact that we have not been able to gather face to …
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This afternoon at 2 pm, we will gather online to celebrate the life of our friend, Johnny Johnson. Please click here at 1:45 to hear prelude music that has been carefully chosen in remembrance of his life and his love of music. As we gather, may God’s Spirit hold us in our grief. This evening …
Dear Caldwell, The phrase above comes from the prophet Isaiah (53.3) and has always stuck with me. Surely, it describes our shared experience as a faith community in this mean year. We are, indeed, too acquainted with grief. By now you may have heard that our friend, elder, leader, champion and chief peace-passing big hugger …
This past Sunday, Advent began, the season of waiting, of anticipation of the celebration of the birth of our Lord. Four weeks of singing, praying, reading (we give thanks for “Those Who Dream,” the devotional brought to us by SanctifiedArt.org), and remembering the oh so Holy Night, oh so long ago when our Savior was …
Dear Caldwell, Each page of the journal I use for my work notes offers a brief scripture. Today’s offering reads: “I can do all things through Christ ….” (Philippians 4:13) OK, God. I know this in my heart. But forgive me if “all things” seems like too much, especially today as we all digest the …
Dear Caldwell, Time has taken on a different meaning in 2020, hasn’t it? For example, I could hardly believe it was a year ago today when so many of us were in Montreat for the All-Church Retreat. We talked a lot that weekend about the story of Jesus calming the storm. We came home telling …
Dear Caldwell, Perhaps the question above is one we’ve used as a title for other blogs. I KNOW I remember Gail asking us in worship at least once, “Now what?” We have the gift of taking this journey together and sometimes we arrive at familiar questions in our faith and in our shared community. “What …
Dear Caldwell, Yesterday I had the pleasure of spending time with a son of the church (and one of its biggest fans), my old friend Jack Claiborne. Born in 1930 within a few blocks of the church, Jack grew up in Elizabeth and at Caldwell. You might recall him from the “resurrection” video. He became …
In her poem entitled, “The Journey,” Ruth Forman writes:Let the journey continuelet us speak the same language in our many tonguesmay the path lead us home may the journey lead us homein faith child let it bein faith mother let it bein faith pop popin faith sisterbrother my brother let it be let it bewe …
