The Bridge Have you ever walked across a bridge? When I lived in NYC, I loved walking and biking over bridges because I felt as if I was being transformed into a new place with new people and things. I could look up at the sky, underneath at the waves and boats, or at the people that passed. Noticing all these people and places allowed me to appreciate the world I live in. Moving from one place to another also allowed me to understand how I am called to grow, move, and encounter others. If I never crossed a bridge, how will I ever know? How will I ever grow? Jesus, the Bridge Jesus is that bridge. He is the way to a new place where we will meet new people and do new things. A bridge is a perfect metaphor because it brings two places together. Jesus did that. He brought the old and the new together. He brought people from darkness to light, from sin to mercy, and from despair to hope. Jesus announces his ...
Advent 2025 I've been uncomfortable for a while now. A month ago, one of my 8th grade student's father was rounded up my ICE. He was walking to work on a Saturday morning and got picked up. By Tuesday, he was deported to his home country. My student does not want to come back to school. Her mother now has to figure out how to keep her family going. I can't imagine the challenges they face. How will their lives be without their father? How will they move on? Last week one of my 7th grade student shared with me how she has problems at home; she gets yelled at and hit by her mother. As she spoke to me, I remembered when my parents yelled, fought, and hit each other. It brought back difficult memories of pain, confusion, and lots of selfishness. I just sat there and listened as my student cried. After, I had a counselor speak to her and we got her outside help My son Jacob told me about his friend who's parents are separated and getting a divorce, He shared how his frien...