A couple of weeks ago, as I was leaving my house to head to Calvary, a new thought flashed across my mind: Take your passport with you. I couldn’t explain why, but I obeyed that quiet inner nudge. Ever since then, I’ve packed my passport every morning, right alongside my laptop and my lunch. It’s become a
While growing up in the Episcopal Church, I came to value the comfort of its consistency and the beauty of its language. On summer mornings, I attended my grandparents’ small parish in Kings Mountain, NC. It was there that I felt most at home. The familiar hymns, gracious people, and scents
Calvary seniors Tom Crosby and Jack Peeples earned the rank of Eagle Scout in the summer of 2025, the culmination of an 11-year journey in scouting.
They joined Cub Scout Pack 34, housed at Grace-St. Luke’s Episcopal Church, as 1st graders in 2014. They crossed over into Troop 34 as 5th graders in 2019, where they advanced under the leadership
One of the richest moments of sabbatical serendipity happened on the fourth day of our walk in the Cotswolds. We stayed that night in the town of Broadway. Worn out as we were, I ended up reading the book on the nightstand well into the night, fascinated by the story of a furniture designer named
Are you looking for a way to support a Calvary ministry, but you’re super busy with other commitments? It only takes one minute to support the Soup Sunday hunger ministry by stopping by the Commons after the 8:30 service or before and after the 10:30 service to purchase and take home some delicious soup for yourself, your
I still remember the shock I felt when I realized that Tony the Tiger says “They’re Gr-r-reat!” about Frosted Flakes because … he’s a tiger. (Tigers growl.) It was similar to how I felt when I realized that it is no coincidence that Chester—the Cheetah—peddles
“Then God said, ‘Let the earth bring forth living creatures …’ And God saw that it was good.” (Genesis 1:24, 31)
This past week, the world lost Jane Goodall at the age of 91. Her death has stirred grief across the globe, but also gratitude for a life that revealed the beauty, fragility, and resilience of God’s
As any runner knows, the endorphins make the hard work of the run worth it. Most of the time, the hard work for me is just getting my shoes on and getting out there. However, I’ve found running to be best for my mind. Running is my stress release, my processing time, my prayer time. And
“Hastily assembled angels” is a turn of phrase from a poem by Shane McCrae. It’s a lovely poem, but I’m not building on its themes, just stealing the phrase. It’s a good phrase to describe a group of people we commemorated earlier this week in the Episcopal Church: the Martyrs of Memphis, also
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” — Howard Thurman
I learned recently that years ago, this Howard Thurman quote actually hung from one of Calvary’s banners outside on 2nd Street. That feels just right to me. A church