I took a break from my blog during Eastertide (and a little time more) both for the sake of Sabbath rest, but also to celebrate a whole bunch of weddings. I'm finally back and so eager to share the recipe that has grounded me from Easter up until now. I made this olive oil sourdough on Good Friday, Easter Sunday, and as the communion loaf for a wedding last week. It is sweet, rich, and a tender reminder of the dearness of a community that holds you near.Read More
As we head into Holy Week, I pray that we do not fall into the temptation of following the crowd. As we hear calls to violence, attempts at military domination, I pray that we hold onto our cries of Hosanna. I pray that we eat bread and wine, body and blood shed to end the shedding of blood, remembering the humility and nonviolence of him who came to save.Read More
When I was in kindergarten, I stole my first bite of communion bread. I didn't understand what the meal meant, but I craved it deeply. Twenty years later, I can't say I understand it any more, but I'm prepared to spend my whole life giving into the cravings that began at five years old.Read More
Take This Bread is the memoir of Sara Miles, a woman who never expected to find herself at home in a church. Passionate about social justice, Miles was raised under the assumption that the Church was no space for those who wanted to extend love, instead restricted to the unquestioned faith of fundamentalists.Read More
I’ve had difficulty coming to terms with the tensions of following a God who commands, “Do not fear, I have overcome the world,” with the knowledge that those I love are at risk. Jesus did not fear, but neither did he believe God’s being in control would buffer from the death to come.
He grieved, he wept, and he ate.Read More