Volunteer Bucket Filling
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Volunteer Bucket Filling

Occasionally, I have the opportunity to work alongside the staff and students of our inclusive weekday preschool at my church. One of the most frequent and enduring concepts we teach our students is how to be a bucket filler. We can fill others’ buckets by performing acts of kindness, offering help, expressing appreciation, being an...

Sunshine, Summertime, and Supporting Those Impacted by Disability
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Sunshine, Summertime, and Supporting Those Impacted by Disability

Photo courtesy disabilityisbeautiful.com   I love summertime. I love the longer days, the weather, and the activities afforded by the combination of endless days and sunshine. I love the promise of opportunities for new experiences and moments of unencumbered freedom. Each summer, I balance the joy found in this promise with the reality of summer...

Easter
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Easter

Someone told me not long ago “Christmas is like the Super Bowl of Christianity”. I thought about that claim for a moment and replied “I think the Super Bowl is probably Easter…”. Though the Christmas season is profound in its own right, Easter is the single most impactful event in the history of the world....

With
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With

Nearly two years ago, I built a shed. A few weeks ago, I got around to painting it. The delay between building it and painting it was quite intentional. The shed is actually a large resin shed I built with a friend at church as we worked to reopen our inclusive weekday preschool in the...

For Lent: Giving Up
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For Lent: Giving Up

The Lenten season is upon us. It takes only a moment to scroll through social media to find any number of announcements of people pausing their Instagram notifications for the next 40 days, abandoning Wordle until Easter morning, and throwing out all chocolate-based desserts until April 17. Changing established patterns of behavior and thought can...

Out of Breath
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Out of Breath

When I was in high school, I ran a few seasons of cross country. And by ran, I mean I moved at my maximum speed while simultaneously feeling like I was one step away from total collapse. Especially on Mondays. On Mondays, our team would pile in our high school sports van and trek to...

The Gift of Being Known
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The Gift of Being Known

One year, as two broke college students, my friend and I traveled to New York for spring break. We found the absolute cheapest flight possible from the West Coast, which sent us from Northern California to Los Angeles, to Baltimore, to Long Island, to a bus, to a train station, and finally, to Times Square...

With Gratitude
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With Gratitude

Dear Churches, We find ourselves in the season of thanksgiving, smashed somewhere between the last of the pumpkin spice latte and the first of the Christmas cookie season. At times, it is tempting to skip over the focus on gratitude, as I rummage through the last of the Halloween candy and begin hanging our Christmas...

Ministry, Interrupted
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Ministry, Interrupted

When I was a college freshman, I contracted bronchitis while living in the dorms. I was sick for weeks and sharing a dorm room with one other person and a common living area with many more. I would attempt to sleep all night, drag myself to class in the morning, then slink back to my...

How a Broken Foot Helped Me Rethink Accessibility in the Church
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How a Broken Foot Helped Me Rethink Accessibility in the Church

I broke my foot twice in college. Once during an epic semi-final indoor soccer tournament and once during a very routine jog to first base in a co-ed intramural softball game. Altogether, I spent the better part of two months on crutches or in a cumbersome, hard-sided therapeutic boot. I would hobble from the parking...

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