Anytime someone comes back from a trip, there is a desire for them to share what they experienced, and maybe even a cursory interest of other people in seeing what they saw. While the old trope of pulling out the at-home projector and watching slides of the family vacation is a little bit lost onContinue reading “God is Calling Us to Meet the Needs of the World”
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.
Psalm 30: Wailing and Dancing
As a visual person, I prefer to read rather than listen to Scripture in worship. My brain doesn’t always catch the details when I only hear God’s word read, and I like the details. My love of language often finds its joy in a clever use of a word that isn’t easily perceived, or theContinue reading “Psalm 30: Wailing and Dancing”
Easter and Death
Near the beginning of the Thanksgiving over the Water in our Baptismal Rite, the priest says, “We thank you, Father, for the water of Baptism. In it we are buried with Christ in his death. By it we share in his resurrection.” Last night we welcomed two new Christians into this life of death andContinue reading “Easter and Death”
Waiting and Remaining
He was dying, there was no denying it. I came to the ICU room after receiving a code blue while working as a chaplain in a hospital, and after a quick scan of the usual medical staff attempting to stave off the darkness of death for a little while longer, I realized his impending deathContinue reading “Waiting and Remaining”
Now My Soul is Troubled
Four-part harmony surrounded me as I sat on the padded pew, legs not quite reaching the floor and I balanced that blue songbook in my lap as I added my little voice to the congregation’s song; there were many aspects of the Christian tradition that raised me, but none so much as the hymns weContinue reading “Now My Soul is Troubled”
What is the Fruit?
All around was the throbbing hum of insects; underfoot was a lush bright green grass and in every direction, there were giant trees, every shade of green imaginable. The summers of my childhood were spent out in the wilds of middle Tennessee, not too different from Southcentral Kentucky, catching frogs and fishing in the creek.Continue reading “What is the Fruit?”
A Communal Lent
Against the backdrop of the misty mountains, an older man carrying a hiking pack stands in front of a stone monument with the shape of a shell on its side; his heels balance on the edge of the rise of the hill and his eyes are downcast and reflective. The cover of one of myContinue reading “A Communal Lent”
Finding a New Depth
There is something about that second lane; the second lane is my favorite: still in the shallow end, but not right next to the wall. Every pool I’ve ever swam in has held for me a favorite lane, and it’s usually for some of the same reasons. I don’t like to be in the wideContinue reading “Finding a New Depth”
Blessing and Curses: On Earth as it is in Heaven
Having a penchant for good stories, I love to read and also to watch TV. There are some shows whose characters are just so compelling and engaging and I can’t wait to follow along with their story. While my go-to will almost always be a well-written comedy like the Good Place or Parks and Rec,Continue reading “Blessing and Curses: On Earth as it is in Heaven”
If That Don’t Make You Love Your Body
Lying back in a supported bound angle pose, I opened my eyes to see the dim white of the ceiling and the still blades of the ceiling fan. It was this moment during my restorative yoga practice that I realized that I have forgotten how to have grace with my body. When I began toContinue reading “If That Don’t Make You Love Your Body”
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