Rev. Dr. Jenn Pick

Patience is not a virtue I possess in abundance. I admire it. I practice it—at least in theory.

This passage has long been a compass for those who serve the Church.

I have always stumbled a bit over the word “chosen” (or as our Presbyterian brothers and sisters would translate it, “elected”).

Ephesians 2:19 emerges from a world as fractured as our own.

Joshua speaks these words at the end of his life as Israel stands on the threshold of a future they cannot yet see.

I have always loved wild and untamed places.

There is a holy generosity woven into the life of the Spirit.

Today is a day of holy becoming. Nearly sixty young people stand before God and this congregation to confirm the vows spoken at their baptism—claiming for themselves a faith that has claimed them from the beginning.

I love Peter’s eagerness to please.

Hearts of stone are safer. Stone is hard to break.