I realize now, the phrase “remember your baptism” isn’t necessarily about exact details of a one-time event, even though I’ll offer those to you any time you ask. It’s more about remembering the covenant.
Posts from March 2016
A poem celebrating Mary, who first saw the tomb was empty on Resurrection Sunday.
Remembering the Easter Sunday that was the only time my dad ever attended church with our family.
A book review of And It Was Beautiful by Kara Tippetts.
Some thoughts on lamenting, and trusting God will work.