August 31, 2021 As Episcopalians, as followers of Jesus, as people of faith, we mourn the recent loss of life in Afghanistan, the ongoing chaos and instability, and the risk that many Afghans face, in particular women and girls. The situation in Afghanistan is changing quickly with many lives lost and thousands more at risk. The current crisis leaves over 5 million displaced Afghans in the country, in bordering nations and many more around the world who have been evacuated, who are trying to find long-term safe solutions. As Afghans arrive to the U.S. with the hope of safety, The Episcopal Church, through the work of Episcopal Migration Ministries, is assisting our new neighbors through the Afghan Parolee Support Program. This new U.S. program, dependent on private resources and community-led welcome and support, will provide security and foundation necessary for arriving Afghans to begin life in the U.S. The ministry…
August 26, 2021 My Dear Doubters of Great Faith, In so many ways, it is hard to believe that we are quickly approaching the end of the long, hot days of another North Texas summer, so similar, and yet so strangely different to the many we have witnessed in years gone by. This is the time that we hope toward anything that remotely resembles the first breath of spirit, a cool wisp from the north, even if only in the form of “pumpkin spice!” (I know, there is no such thing, that “pumpkin spice” is made up, but it does in some way represent the hope of something to come!) And we need those things to hope toward, now, more than ever! Beginning the week of Sunday, September 12, 2021, we will start a new worship schedule at St. Thomas the Apostle, one which I hope will give more people…
Christopher Thomas Sermon for the Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost, Proper 15, Year B – 8/15/21 1 Kings 2:10 – 12; 3:3-14 Psalm 111 Ephesians 5:15-20 John 6:51-58 “I AM the bread of life. “I AM the bread of life.” “I AM the bread of life.” (If something’s repeated, it’s most likely important and may be worth some attention!) As we enter the third week (with another to come) of this ongoing metaphor, I ask, Jesus, again and again, is there, Jesus, another metaphor that you might use, to make your point, with me? For if you know me, you know that I am not a “foodie,” and so images of food, implementations of great banquet feasts do not particularly motivate me. I am nonplussed. I have never been one who eats for sheer pleasure, or joy, or fun; no, eating, for me, has been simply the fulfillment of the need,…