Reflection, scripture, and works of art for the first Sunday of Epiphany. Christ comes into our lives as light itself, without fanfare: quietly, unexpectedly, in weakness, right into our disarray. Light has come into our humanity, showing us a new way to be human.

I am an Easter disciple.

A beloved child of the King of the Universe.

I belong to an ancient people of new birth.

A meditation on John 14 :1-7

Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?”

There is a path I can sometimes see in early morns or closing nights

When suns exit and enter,