Grace descends on God’s beloved,
Never failing, now we sing.
Living out our pilgrim calling,
Walking with our wounded King.
Gather now your faithful people,
Mold us in your love shaped grasp.
Lead our steps with holy longing,
As we’ve known in ages past. Continue reading →
Roots grown cruciform in the old churchyard,
stretching across hallowed ground
to generations resting there.
Families, family –
Susie, Granddaddy, Mama, Daddy, Frank.
Priest, teachers, friends –
Steve and Frances, Miss Rebecca, Teddy,
beloved of God,
in the silent witness of our roots. Continue reading →
Martin Luther King Jr., was a prophet and poet who moved people with his vision and his words. A prophet sees things that others cannot see. He then describes what he sees and it comes to life. Such was King:
“There comes a time when people get tired of being trampled by oppression. There comes a time when people get tired of being plunged into the abyss of exploitation and nagging injustice.” Continue reading →
It was an incredible year for us Episcopalians in Okatie. 2013 was a real Christmas story.
It began with confusion, uncertainty, the same question Mary asked of the angel: “How can this be?” But in a bright light at sunrise on our first Easter gathering, saying Morning Prayer together on a dock on the Chechesee River, came the same blessed assurance Mary heard from the angel: “The Holy Spirit will come upon you.” And our journey began. Continue reading →
After the break, Episcopalians in South Carolina talked of ownership. Our conversations were occupied with deeds and titles. Contention over property began within days of the split, and even as I write, the wrangling over property continues in the courts. What do we own? was the question asked on both sides. We own this! was the response. Continue reading →