The Advent issue of the Chronicle features Advent stories, vestry updates, a look ahead to Lent, and more.
The Chronicle newsletter is published four times a year and includes events and stories of how Calvary is making God’s love visible in downtown Memphis
Calvary has heard from a number of parishioners that they are receiving so-called “phishing” emails that ask for money, gift cards, or other favors posing as Rector Scott Walters.
The scheme involves cybercriminals mimicking church priests or other staff. Criminals typically pose as personnel in positions of authority and ask victims for money transfers or gift cards. Others ask to
by Sarah Squire
This past Sunday, right before I stood up to sing the anthem, I saw my niece Abby Trott standing there as an acolyte, taking a crack at being a server. I was absolutely beaming that Abby has been taking on the reigns of our self-confessed hardcore acolyting family tradition. My two sisters and I grew up as
Inspired by the message of Calvary’s first HIV/AIDS Healing Service, Memphis artist and Calvary parishioner, David Johnson, created a fabric sculpture in 1989. Each opening in the fabric represents someone living with AIDS, someone whose life was taken by AIDS, or someone affected by AIDS. This sculpture will hang in Calvary’s nave through Monday, Dec. 16, as we
by James Aldinger
Each one of us has a unique story of what brought us to Calvary. For me, I was 35 years old when I started attending Calvary. At that time, my parents had both been diagnosed with Dementia, and my life was turned upside down because I became their primary caregiver at such a young age. My spiritual
Calvary has been a wonderfully visible fixture in downtown Memphis for almost two centuries. It has been a refuge for those who need spiritual refreshment and Christian community and a force for justice and change. But what may be less visible is the way Calvary’s mission is sustained year after year, decade after decade. You are probably approached regularly
by Crady Schneider
I don’t remember the first time I entered Calvary Church. My mother was raised Catholic, my father Episcopalian, and when they had me, they switched from the Catholic Church to the Episcopal Church because the Episcopal Church offered a nursery (for those that know them, yes, this is really why).
by Suzanne Henley
The last thing my psychologist said before my release after the eighth and final week of my hospitalization for major depression and anxiety was, “Well, Suzanne, we’ve tried everything there is. You might want to give God a chance.” I did not have the emotional energy to even be mad at what I considered a totally inappropriate
by Bill Haltom
I first set first foot in Calvary Episcopal Church some 40 years ago, thinking I was headed to a Waffle House or an International House of Pancakes. Stay with me, please, because I promise I am not making this up. I was in my first year of law practice, a baby lawyer, working in a downtown office