Author: Renée Antrosio

Spilling Over

Italy was the first place I saw a line on a wine glass, marking the appropriate pour of grappa. And I didn’t like it (the line. The grappa was fine.) Something in me bristles at the idea of imposing measurement on servers. Good bartenders cultivate relationships with guests, encouraging an experience of mutual sharing. Measuring reduces

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What is Love?

I try to wrap my mind around the idea of a life, moment to moment, focused on love. When I get up in the morning, whom do I love? As we work, as we drive, as we meet people, as we plan, as we attend to all the tasks that come our way- is love

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Outside Our Circle

We keep worrying about the same things. Who’s on the list? (Are we? Are they??) Why wasn’t so-and-so there? Moses summoned seventy elite elders to the tent of meeting for a special anointing from the Lord. Eldad and Medad were registered. But they didn’t show up. They were back in the camp. Perhaps tending wives

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Open Ears, Open Hands

It’s that time of year. Time to review my giving. Check up on charitable donations. Summer is chaotic. Sometimes I forget to schedule a tithe check. When I pull up my giving history, I see where the holes are. Ouch. Do I have enough to catch up my contributions in one swoop? Don’t withhold good

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Wait For It…

I like systems. Predictability frees our brains to focus on content over process. But no matter how good the concept, or how smooth the execution, every system has its flaws. And so there is freedom. To tweak. Change. Adapt. Create anew. Every church has a system for communion. Set by the denomination, or a charismatic

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Why Bother?

I often wonder why people go to church. Strangers, in sanctuaries I’ve never visited. What goes on inside their heads and hearts? I read the marquees as I drive by. What happens inside those buildings? I search my own experience, listen for clues in other people’s stories. At Choate, the boarding school far from my Montana

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Dr. Seuss Bridge

The B begs for explanation. That, and the “mass” sculpture. What does it mean to be Biblical? Why is there a huge tangle of colors in the corner the sanctuary? The answers are intertwined, of course. Our New Covenant “bridge” identity is metaphor, image, and acronym. Human beings need connection — to God and to each other

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A Living Wage

It’s not about you. My nun and I reflect on this periodically. Even at 80, she gets this gentle reminder from the Lord. Perhaps primarily for the point of passing it on to me. Except that it’s not about me. Indeed, the manager in the Parable of the Day Laborers has no speaking lines. If s/he has

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Why Welcome?

Move-in day is full of emotion. Hopes and anxiety. New people, new places, new routines. Young professionals arriving at new jobs, families relocating, students moving into dorms, and parents dropping them off. At minimum, we hope college students will observe the basic rules that Jesus highlighted in Matthew 19: Don’t murder, don’t sleep with someone else’s partner, don’t steal, don’t

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Body Building

A community is more than a collection of individuals; each of us contributes a unique aspect of our identity in Christ. This poem from Victor Fein articulates the beauty of these interactions when we come together for worship. May we be open to share, and open to receive, what God gives us through each other. -Renée Morning

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