filtered by Vestry, Worship, Discernment + 1 other(s)
By Charis Bhagianathan
In this issue, we highlight traditional tools, as well as relationship-building and partnership-focused ideas to consider that will enrich our learning and service to our Church.
By ECFVP Team
La visión de la Episcopal Church Foundation (Fundación de la Iglesia Episcopal, ECF) es una Iglesia Episcopal vital, incluyente y sostenible que crea seguidores inquebrantables de Jesús.
By Miguelina Howell
La maternidad es algo hermoso. En cierta manera es una vocación. Desde mi preadolescencia, tuve claridad sobre dos llamados en mi vida: ser sacerdote y ser madre de mis propios hijos.
By Erin Jean Warde
The fear that sobriety will rob us of our fun is very real and more common than we might think. In Resurrecting Joy Through Sobriety, Erin Jean Warde describes her experience with sober discernment, showing how she was able to look at her own self with clarity and love and claim her joy.
By Lauren Grubaugh Thomas
What does it look like to be present and open to our God’s calling, even when the world around us continues to be overwhelmingly turbulent? In Here Am I, Lauren Grubaugh Thomas shares a deeply personal reflection on expectant motherhood, hope and joy this Advent season.
By Dean Wolfe
The ECF Board of Directors gathered at St. Bartholomews in NYC on November 12, 2021. During a Eucharist service that day, the Rt. Rev. Dean Wolfe delivered this sermon reminding everyone why they should be Episcopalians.
By Beth Wyndham
What does it mean to be centered in joy? Are you searching for a way to engage your church leadership in reflection on their joy and gratitude as a community? In her vlog, A Pandemic Church Plant Inspires Joy, Beth Wyndham invites us to consider where the Holy Spirit may be calling our faith communities to seek joy.
By Charis Bhagianathan
In this issue, our authors remind us that even when we are weary, we only have to ask to receive joy and our God’s abundant, endless love – often in surprising ways.
By Anthony Rodríguez
Eran las ocho de la mañana, lo que significaba que era hora de despertar e ir a la iglesia. Mientras que me ponía mi bonita camisa de vestir y pantalones negros, le pregunté a mi mamá si ella iba a enseñar la clase de la escuela dominical. Lamentablemente, respondió que no. Inmediatamente me puse a la defensiva y le dije que no quería ir a clase si ni ella ni mi hermana estarían enseñánd...