By Amy Carr

Two days before Christmas, I held a friend’s four day old infant boy in my arms shortly after a tornado appeared in our west central Illinois county — amid a strange mix of sunshine, rain, moving mountains of fraying clouds, and a bright moon sturdily declaring itself as the clouds scurried aside and the sky deepened towards blue dusk.

I am thinking of the wise men. Continue Reading

By Amy Carr

Advent is such an exhilarating mix of yearning minor key and shake-you-up crescendo — an invitation to repentance in the name of a radical hope.

We begin with the call to repentance of John the Baptist, the messenger who made a path clear for Christ; Elijah redux. Continue Reading