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 wrapping up, his little 5-year-old voice would ramp up and say, “AND THEN!!….” and thereContinue reading “The Unfolding Story”
Author Archives: Becca Kello
Becca Kello is an Episcopal priest serving the Diocese of Lexington as Canon Missioner, and is passionate about discipleship, community, and justice.
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, when the clergy of the Diocese of Kentucky had our first Zoom call with BishopContinue reading “Hope and Faith to Go Out”
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 what I love most about Easter: that Easter starts in the dark. I love Easter;Continue reading “With Fear and Great Joy”
Hearing the Stories Again
When I engage with a new story or concept, very often it takes me a while to fully understand it. I need to roll it over in my mind a few times before I feel like I comprehend the subject. This makes me a terribly slow reader, but it also allows space and timeContinue reading “Hearing the Stories Again”
Withered Bones in the Embrace of Mercy
One of my great joys as a priest is Lent, and not just because I like to remind folks that they are gonna die on Ash Wednesday – which, since I missed it because I was sick . . . you’re gonna die one day. I love Lent because it’s an opportunity to payContinue reading “Withered Bones in the Embrace of Mercy”
Working Toward the Dawn
There is something holy about the break of dawn. Like most folk, my life has had ebbs and flows, but one of my most favorite seasons of life allowed me to witness the slow overwhelm that the day has as night fades away. Dawn tends to happen sort of all at once; it’s aContinue reading “Working Toward the Dawn”
Fools Looking for the Light
When I was a teenager and in youth group, my, very scripture-heavy tradition, we would go and compete, sometimes twice a year in what was called a “Bible Bowl.” Now some of y’all probably did something very similar, a Sword Drill, or other names it is known by, but for us, it was a veryContinue reading “Fools Looking for the Light”
Sanctified and Called to be Saints
There are things that I have gathered throughout my life that hold special significance. The heavy and effective depression-era quilt that my grandmother sowed with scraps of fabric that would not be valuable to anyone else other than my family. But I love that quilt, and used it everyday until the threads began toContinue reading “Sanctified and Called to be Saints”
The Darkness Will Not Overcome the Light
Anytime I hear the words of John 1:1 read aloud, I am instantly taken back to the Sunday School classroom where a group of pre-teens were working on memorizing our weekly Bible verses. Like many perfectionist children, I loved being good at things, and John 1:1 was probably the one memory verses I got downContinue reading “The Darkness Will Not Overcome the Light”
Waiting in the Dark
When I was a teacher, some of my favorite stories to read to a group of five-year-old’s were stories that flipped common narratives on their head. Stories which could be told backward and forward, but when you added a different perspective, things changed quite a bit. Our gospel lesson today, while you have probably heardContinue reading “Waiting in the Dark”
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