Serious Question

Serious Question

Last night at dinner, we had a very serious theological conversation.

Should any food ever touch the palm of your hand?

Weird question, I know—but watch a little kid eat, and you’ll see every food group being palmed like it’s a basketball. Personally, I find that gross…but I’m also not a child, and I’m a recovering germaphobe, so maybe that’s just me.

Adults, on the other hand, tend to keep their food at the fingertips—unless it’s popcorn, nuts, or candy. Those get a pass. Otherwise, palm-to-food contact? No thank you.

Sarah and I made our case. It was clear, logical, and morally superior (obviously). No palm-to-food contact—except for small snacks. Case closed. I even triumphantly challenged the table:
“Name one food that should touch the palm of your hand.”

Keating didn’t miss a beat. “Banana,” he said.

Banana?!

The Tower. Vol 28

The Tower. Vol 28

This Tower features ministry highlights from the past few months at the Chapel, exciting things to look forward to, and opportunities (from serving to traveling) that may be right up your alley!

Anybody Else?

Anybody Else?

I love the sun setting later.  I love longer and brighter evenings.  I love the lengthening of days and the feeling that spring is inching forward with Summer in the not too distant future. 

While at the same time…I hated the way I felt this morning.  

Anybody else?

I mean, I travel a bit, my wake up time and bed time adjust regularly, but this morning, was terrible.  

Again, anybody else?

Ash Wednesday Service

Ash Wednesday Service

Tonight is our Ash Wednesday service.  6pm at The Chapel. We will keep the service at 60 minutes or less.  If you are free, I hope you will join us for this kick of the season of Lent.  A season of prayer and fasting, of refinement and reflection, and of journeying with Jesus to the cross.  The service will be similar to a Sunday morning worship service.  Songs, scripture, teaching and we will end with a time receiving ashes on your hand or on your forehead if you so choose.  

Milk and Honey Lattes

Milk and Honey Lattes

Right after we sort out the candy, take down the cobwebs and spooky decorations, and toss the rotting pumpkin from our front porch, Sarah is ready to decorate for Christmas and start drinking Peppermint Mochas.

I, on the other hand, am a traditionalist. I need to wait another four weeks or so, watch Santa glide past Macy’s on a Thursday morning, and eat an unhealthy amount of carbs before I’m ready to prepare my heart and mind for Christmas.

We can’t wait to celebrate and remember Jesus stepping into creation. We jump at the opportunity to look toward the little town of Bethlehem. We love the traditions of counting down the days and indulging in the treats of the season.

But Easter feels different.