Author Archives: Becca Kello

Several years ago, someone shared with me an infographic about the Cycle of Change. There are lots of different iterations to be found in a simple Google search, but this one has always stuck with me. At the top of the cycle is change, whatever that change is, good or bad, it’s sets you offContinue reading “Faith in the Wilderness”

In 2015, I spent my summer working as an intern chaplain in a hospital. I learned so much about the whirlwind that life and death can create and how so many of us just need someone to be present with us in the darkness. Though I had no idea how much grief would come forContinue reading “Do You Not Care?”

            Whenever she struggled to pray, a friend of mine several years ago confided that she instead of picturing God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, she instead pictured what she called, “The Ladies.” A self-identified questioning Catholic who wanted to have a vibrant faith, she often found the chasm between herself andContinue reading “The Vastness of God”

As you may or may not know, my first seminary was in Texas, and though I only spent four years there, it was a deeply transformational time in my life. It was the first time that I really lived outside of the Southeast and got to experience some engrained culture shock. And I would oftenContinue reading “A Wilderness Road”

       Periodically, I will open up my AP News app on my phone to check to see what the latest and current events are. Some days I know that chaos ensues in our country or around the world, so I do so with a bit of dread, and other times I know that some goodContinue reading “No Darkness at All”

            At a world religions conference several years ago, I chose to attend a meditation class, led by a Buddhist nun. After a brief introduction, she instructed us to hold out our hands, and each of us received a tiny wedge of a red apple. I still remember the way the cool, tender piece feltContinue reading “It’s Just the Beginning”

There are a few people in the Bible with whom I identify easily; it is not hard to see the “Martha” in me as she is described as working in the back on the endless tasks to do as her sister Mary sits at Jesus’ feet to listen and learn. It’s not hard for meContinue reading “Unrelenting Love”

As a quiet, shy introverted kid, I really struggled with get-to-know you icebreaker type of games. Whether it was “two truths and a lie” or “tell us something about interesting about yourself” it was always really difficult for me. One of the things that I found most troubling was the game where in which youContinue reading “Hoping Against Hope”

            There was always a certain buzz when I pulled out my flannel board to tell a well-known story in my pre-kindergarten classroom back when I was a teacher. I never could quite explain why the story of the three little pigs or of Goldilocks was just so much more exciting with small characters cutContinue reading “A Holy and Gentle Lent”

       There is a bit of a joke among clergy about ‘other duties as assigned’ which is often used as a catch all in job descriptions or even in ordination services. These are the things that might not directly tie to being a pastor, priest, and teacher, to which one pledges when they take theirContinue reading “Raised Up for a Life of Service”