Becca Kello
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Unity in Diversity: Lessons from the Three Sisters Garden
“Of all the wise teachers who have come into my life, none are more eloquent than these, who wordlessly in leaf and vine embody the knowledge of relationship. Alone, a bean is just a vine, squash an oversize leaf. Only… Continue reading
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The Miracle, The Good News, and The Invitation to Discipleship
It is perhaps true of every minister, that the ways in which my life unfolded have led me to this pulpit; this includes a winding faith journey, a deep sense of investment in the business of the church, and the… Continue reading
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Bad News, Good News, and the Spirit Who Helps Us Through It All.
Before you can even make out the words being spoken, the Kentucky accent rolls out of the speakers, to ask the question, “Who would you say is the most important person in your life?” “Definitely my mother,” answers the… Continue reading
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Growing in the Wheat and the Weeds
One of my very favorite phrases in this world is, “More is caught than taught.” I first learned it when I was a preschool teacher, and it consistently rang true. If I sat crisscross-applesauce on the carpet ready for Circle… Continue reading
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Living with Intent: Lessons from Mr. Rogers and St. Paul
You can watch this sermon on the Church of the Holy Trinity’s YouTube Page: The camera pans across the inside of a small, quaint house as jolly piano music plays; the wooden front door opens and in walks a pleasant… Continue reading
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Whispers of Hope: Proclaiming Love from the Rooftops
I have a confession to make. I am a Tennessee Vols fan, which I know is nearly a cardinal sin here in the Diocese of Lexington, but it is my birthright as one who was born and raised with the… Continue reading
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They Will Know Us By Our Love
There are many ways to teach and to learn. I am a visual learner at best—if I can see it, I can repeat it. When I was a preschool teacher, however, I learned that one of the fastest ways to… Continue reading
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The Unfolding Story
When my nephews were little, they would love to tell stories, and like every little kid, each story took on a particular child-like wonder. For my youngest nephew, his angle was the never-ending story, when things felt like they were… Continue reading
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Hope and Faith to Go Out
There are those moments wherein which someone says something so striking and so compelling that you have to sit with it for a while and let it wash over you. I had a moment like early in the COVID pandemic,… Continue reading
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With Fear and Great Joy
There is so much to love about Easter morning, but one thing I love about St. Mary’s unique tradition of offering the community a “glow in the dark” egg hunt after sundown on last night is that is true to… Continue reading
