Tag Archives: Mt. Zion United Methodist Church

Radiance

We radiate what is inside us. That is a simple principle of human existence. If I plant the seeds for pumpkins, and cultivate pumpkins, pumpkins will grow. The same is true for whatever I plant and cultivate in my life. … Continue reading

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A Prayer Leveled Us

  Contemplative communities want to stay aware of the invisible web of divinity as we serve. Here is an example of how that happened unexpectedly. A wonderful group of volunteers came with a meal from Munholland United Methodist Church to … Continue reading

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“I’m in a Subway….” by William Thiele, messy contemplative

I’m in a Subway owned by an Islamic family on Tuesday, January 3, 2017, along with the rest of the middle-class Americans who can afford the $6 meal of the day, or even our favorite sandwich, drink, and chips, even … Continue reading

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When God is Born Again

“Sing to the Lord a new song! Sing to the Lord, all the Earth! Sing to the Lord. Bless God’s name! Share the news of God’s saving work every single day!” Psalm 96:1-2 “The Lord’s angel stood before them, the … Continue reading

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Food, Fun, & Transformation

So what’s happening to us when a group of middle and upper class church people learn to actually have fun sharing food with street friends? It’s one thing to show up at some place of human need and distribute a … Continue reading

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A Prayer Leveled Us

A wonderful group of volunteers came with a meal from Munholland United Methodist Church to join the rest of us in serving our street friends at Mt. Zion United Methodist Church. They came from a church in a wealthy part of town … Continue reading

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Nestled in my arm

A most tender place to experience the presence of God is when a grandson is nestled in my arm, in the crook of my arm to be exact, or on my shoulder, or across my chest. I am not picky. … Continue reading

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