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A Reflection on Pentecost and the Gifts We've Left Unopened by Lori Wilson I've been thinking about that upper room. Imagine it, the disciples huddled together behind locked doors, grief still raw, confusion still thick in the air. Jesus had risen, yes. They had seen him. And still, they were afraid. Afraid of what the authorities might do. Afraid, perhaps, of what it would mean to actually step out and be who he had called them to be. Fear has a way of keeping us small, doesn't it? And...

by Lori Wilson There are moments when it is easy to see the goodness in another person, when their kindness is evident, when their warmth reaches across a room, when love seems to simply radiate from them. And then there are other moments. Moments when someone's actions feel like the opposite of love, when everything in me wants to draw a line, to step back, to quietly place them in a category of other. I know that pull. Maybe you do too. It is a very human response—this desire to feel more...

by Lori Wilson We have now turned the page in our seasons, and we are in spring. Yet I realize that through this last part of winter, I have been longing for Light—longing to see God in the midst of this world, in the midst of memories I have been working through. Times in my life when I felt lost, alone, and afraid. I realize I was waiting in what felt like darkness, longing for God to be my light. It's not easy sometimes to realize that you have healed from something in your past, only to...