Beyond the Jordan lies the wilderness, From waters of baptism steeped in mud, Go, follow fast on him, if life one dares possess.

Lent beckons all, as kneeling penitent, Faith smelted by consuming fire, combust, The dross, annealing joy forged from lament.

From dust you came, to dust you shall return, Short mortal life the blink of one’s eyelash: But in this knowledge deep, eternal life discern.

Jesus goes to extreme measures to reach us with his love. This is radical hospitality. He calls us to do the same by carrying His Presence to others.

A trio of reflective poems for All Hallows' Eve, All Saints' Day and All Souls' Day.

God reminded me that He has been with me in every part of my journey—even the painful parts that leave me fearful and vulnerable.

My long and seemingly impossible journey began as a person no one suspected of having a role in ministry.

By Gabriele Zapata, Grace Northridge There are so many messages in the world. Everywhere you go someone wants to make you believe something. I may not have children, but I sit here writing this knowing I will in seven months’ time. And already the messages are bombarding me: what I can and cannot eat, what…

With every reading, during the Easter Vigil, the sanctuary starts to get lighter and lighter until the Gospel reading when the Lord’s Table candles are lit and the over head house lights come on! The previously lone and empty floral shelf is fully seen and abloom with a large arrangement of spring flowers.

By Ruthie Buescher, Communications Coordinator for Grace Northridge Anglican Church Participants are sitting crossed-legged, some kneeling. A few are lying down on their backs or sides. One is standing, swaying a bit from side to side. Silence reigns, broken only by the occasional deep breath or cleared throat. This is a movement and prayer workshop,…