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Again.
In the midst of life we are in death;from whom can we seek help?From you alone, O Lord,who by our sins are justly angered. Holy God, Holy and Mighty,Holy and merciful Savior,deliver us not into the bitterness of eternal death.… Continue reading
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The Listening Pilgrim
No one comes to any of life’s journeys in a vacuum; we come carrying all the burdens that life has laid upon us. We do not come to any pilgrimage devoid of the ways in which our journey has shaped… Continue reading
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The Camino Begins!
Bags are packed, and I fly out tomorrow morning!! I pray that these wise words from someone in the youth group will sustain me on this long journey. Continue reading
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Troubled Hearts
I still have thirty or so hand-written letters from my grandmother. With crystal clarity, I can imagine the sweeping flow of her loose cursive that told me of the weather in Indianapolis or news from the family. While I didn’t… Continue reading
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Conversion and Conviction
Throughout my whole life, I have suffered from migraines; if you, too, share in this somewhat unpredictable, inexplicable cycle of pain, then you probably know about all the ways in which migraines can rear their head into our lives. Whether… Continue reading
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Every Stitch A Prayer
I can’t quite describe when it happened, but there was a moment in the planning, preparation, and dreaming about making this pilgrimage that I began to realize that it wasn’t just a daydream, but that plans were being made, items… Continue reading
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And the Camino Begins
The smell of the pine-baked forrest of late Spring reminds me not only of all the paths I’ve taken, but of all the prayers I’ve prayed while walking through the woods. The bright sun lights the path through the bare… Continue reading
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An Idle Tale
It has seemed to me that this Holy Week is hitting differently for almost everyone. I’ve heard both locally from our parish, but also from wider sources that this is a deeper and richer spiritual experience than it has been… Continue reading
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Be What You See
I remember exactly where I was sitting the first time I heard the words that Saint Augustine used to describe communion. The back pew of a tiny chapel that creaked a little when you knelt to pray; I remember the… Continue reading
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Mary and Judas
Whenever I visit folks in the hospital, I follow the signs that are everywhere – Foam In/Foam Out; maybe this is something you’ve noticed in your own times visiting or being in a hospital, or maybe you don’t have… Continue reading
Calling & Clarity
The Rev. Becca Kello is an Episcopal priest living and serving in Lexington, Kentucky. She often finds God’s presence in nature while hiking or out playing with her dogs, Coakley and Oliver. She is passionate about the intersections of faith and justice, and all sorts of discernment that leads to a clarity of calling.
Becca Kello 