Give us this day... that we may be fed.
And so begins our trip with the Wabash Pastoral Leadership Program. We’re flying to South Africa today for a pilgrimage of pain and hope. We’ll be spending the next two weeks meeting with friends...
Originally published February, 2014 on the website of Province V of The Episcopal Church. This was a reflection on my painful pilgrimage to Tijuana in 2013 with Cohort 3 of the Wabash Pastoral Leadership Program. mc+...
“Frankly, I have yet to engage in a direct action campaign that was “well-timed” in the view of those who have not suffered unduly from the disease of segregation.” ~MLK, Letter from a Birmingham...
“A wandering Aramean was my ancestor” Dt 26:5 “Take your child and flee to Egypt” Mt 2:13 “If the immigrant is not your brother/sister then God is not your father.” Bp Scalabrini c. 1887...
“The mountains melt like wax at the presence of the LORD, ” from Psalm 97, our psalm appointed for the day. Mountains are often borders. How will these melt?
“The mountains melt like wax at the presence of the LORD, ” from Psalm 97, our psalm appointed for the day. Mountains are often borders. How will these melt?
Cathedrals aspire to be so well decorated with such pain, hope and meaning as Chicano Park. Pastor Manny gave us a walking tour this morning.