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Racism Reduces the Image of God.
Racism works by reducing people to categories, and it takes something God created as beautiful and diverse and turns it into a tool for exclusion. When we stop seeing a person as a bearer of God’s image, it becomes easier to justify fear, suspicion, or indifference. That is how racism survives: it grows wherever dignity is withheld.
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Finding the Right Words, Again
The author reflects on the growing instability and fear in society, contrasting their own sense of security with the struggles of others. There is a call to embrace faith not as passive waiting, but as active…
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On the Fifth Day of Christmas… A Forgotten Pope and What We Can Learn About Fostering Change in the New Year
Today marks the fifth day of Christmas and Saint Sylvester’s Day, honoring Pope Sylvester I, who led the Church during the Council of Nicaea. His legacy emphasizes quiet faithfulness amid change. As we enter the new…
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Instead of Resolutions, a Few Gentle Practices
The days after Christmas feel like an in-between space where time slows down and nothing quite makes sense. As one year closes and another begins, I am choosing a few gentle practices to carry forward, not…
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Pastors, Congregants, Friends, and the Complex Dynamics of It All
Pastoral relationships can be difficult to navigate, and friendships within their congregation of service are even more difficult.
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2025: What I Lost, What I Found, and What I Protected
In 2025, I learned to set meaningful boundaries rooted in self-care and emotional honesty. Letting go of unrepairable relationships and recognizing my role in past dynamics allowed for personal growth. Boundaries became essential for preserving my…
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A High and Holy Day
That was who Mike Codgill was. A giant. A steady witness of what it means to follow Jesus. A mentor who mentored by simply being fully himself. A professor who challenged, listened, and encouraged. Someone who…
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Advent in Mister Rogers Neighborhood
As a child, I didn’t track just how important that was, but as an adult, I have come to realize that sitting in Mister Rogers’ living room each week was as formative for who I am…
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