reflection

Advent is a season marked by waiting, longing, and anticipation. For many of us, this season may mirror places of longing in our own lives.

One Sunday, while running late to church, I made an unspoken New York City faux pas: I locked eyes with a woman lingering by the subway turnstiles.

Have you ever felt like life just pushed you into the ground? Where circumstances were so overwhelming, you not only fall, but you feel crushed under the weight of it all? I have.

Lent is a season spent in the wilderness that leads to strengthened hope and perfect shalom.

Recently, I was walking down the street with a friend and her four-year-old son. We each held one of his hands as we tried to match his stride while also encouraging him to move faster.

Sarah Bourns Crosby, Pastor of Formation at Hope Midtown, kindly shared a poem inspired by Good Friday. Make sure to follow the Practice and Prayer sections to reflect on the meaning of sacrifice and love.

Recently, I received an email from my alma mater that included these words: “We would love to hear from you! [We] will be producing a digital magazine which includes information about our alumni. The Class Notes section will include..."