<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:04:26.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"SO WHO'S HOSANNA ANYWAY?"                           Confessions of a Christian Educator and Mother</title><subtitle type='html'>Raising children in the Christian faith is a partnership between family and the faith community. This blog is a place to reflect on how we live the Christian journey together as families, and as a community of faith. It is a place to wonder, to muse, to share hopes and joys, and to travel on the journey of faith formation in Christ together.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8101825050961006201</id><published>2011-07-03T14:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T14:03:35.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Started with a Book Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was somewhat of a challenge late May of this year to find a Newbery-award winning book for my 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade son to read for a book report.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He reads significantly above his grade level and is easily bored. Self-described as an “I don’t believe in God person,” helping this literal child and Star Wars aficionado select a book that piqued his interest was no easy task.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then, searching for something else on my office bookshelves, I came across &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/08/books/07cnd-lengle.html"&gt;Madeline L’ Engle’s&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Wrinkle_in_Time"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A Wrinkle in Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book is the first in a quintet of young adult novels that deal with deeply biblical themes. Published in 1962, &lt;i style=""&gt;A Wrinkle in Time &lt;/i&gt;explores salvific love through the emerging concepts of quantum physics.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It sounds daunting, doesn’t it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, the story is more than readable and, for Christians, its themes will sound familiar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;L ‘Engel was an Episcopalian who served as the librarian and author-in-residence at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City for much of her adult life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The main characters in this story, Meg Murry and her younger brother, Charles Wallace, set out across time to rescue their scientist father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The story is set in the cosmic drama of good against evil – love against lovelessness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The prologue of John’s Gospel echoes through the story and Christian readers will recognize Scriptural passages and familiar –although not named as such – biblical characters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book proved such an amazing way into a conversation with my son about Christian beliefs, values and practices, that we both the read the second book in the quintet, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Wind_in_the_Door"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A Wind at the Door&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;separately and then talked about it together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This book brought Psalm 139 to mind for me as we talked about height and depth, and the ways in which all life is connected to the source of Creation. My son found the science in this book interesting and it gave me the opportunity to really engage his newly emerging &lt;a href="http://www.huntel.net/rsweetland/pedagogy/theories/development/formalOperations.htm"&gt;formal brain operations&lt;/a&gt; in thinking theologically.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The discussions have delighted us both to the degree that we ordered the other three books in the Quintet and decided to read them out loud together over the summer months.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have just begun the third book&lt;i style=""&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Swiftly_Tilting_Planet"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A Swiftly Tilting Planet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and already we have discussed the balance of darkness and light in the Creation and some of the ways which that balance has been distorted by the choices human beings make.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Genesis sings out from its pages.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can’t wait to see what happens next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Early in my career as a Christian Educator, I taught an adult education class on making the theological links between secular children’s literature and biblical themes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And my experience with my son this spring and summer has reinforced my belief in the importance of Christian parents and educators reading the books their children read and drawing on the themes and parallels we find there. I remember reading &lt;i style=""&gt;The Runaway Bunny&lt;/i&gt; to my now 23 year-old-son for the umpteenth time and suddenly realizing that what I was hearing was Psalm 139.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What books is/are your child/children reading this summer?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And how can you help them make the connections between the values you find there and the Christian story &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in which you, your children and our faith community are living?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8101825050961006201?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8101825050961006201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-started-with-book-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8101825050961006201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8101825050961006201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-started-with-book-report.html' title='It Started with a Book Report'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8546873161822667780</id><published>2011-05-15T17:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:44:33.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Anticipating the coming of the Holy Spirit at Pentecost (June 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; this year), our Church School curriculum has been sharing the stories of Peter, Paul and the community of Christians formed immediately after Jesus’ death, resurrection and ascension.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These stories are recorded for us in the book of &lt;b style=""&gt;Acts&lt;/b&gt;, which follows the Gospel of John in the New Testament and is believed by scholars to have been written as the continuation of Luke’s Gospel by the same author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;The full title of this book of the Bible is&lt;b style=""&gt; Acts of the Apostles – &lt;/b&gt;“apostle” is derived from Greek and means “one who is sent forth” as opposed to “disciple” which means “one who follows.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The community who followed Jesus on earth has to shift its focus from following their teacher, Jesus, to sharing his message after he has ascended to Heaven.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a bumpy journey for this group as they make the transition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Acts is a fascinating book – the early Church wrestles with a number of issues from who can be included (do non-Jews have to become Jews before they can become Christians?) to what kind of food can be eaten to how to care for members of the community of faith while still preaching and teaching. Acts is a work in progress as the early Church tries to figure out who and what it is called to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;It seems to me that we – the Church – are still struggling with the same sorts of questions:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;who belongs and who doesn’t?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do we serve care for our members and still preach and teach?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What does it mean to believe? To follow? To lead? To serve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;While the canon of Scripture is considered to be “closed,” I believe that we are still writing the Acts of the Apostles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like Peter and Paul, we are sent forth to share the Good News in our homes, our neighborhoods, our faith community and the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are called forth to both live and tell the Story of God’s saving action in Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like Peter and Paul, we, too, are Apostles and it is up to us to continue living out the Acts of the Apostles!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How we “go forth” matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8546873161822667780?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8546873161822667780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/work-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8546873161822667780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8546873161822667780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/work-in-progress.html' title='A Work in Progress'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8159551510798822302</id><published>2011-05-08T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:14:03.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Were Not Our Hears Burning Within Us?" Luke 24:32</title><content type='html'>The Gospel for this past Sunday, the third Sunday of Easter Year A, is always the disciples' experience on the road to Emmaus. I grew up hearing this story and it never ceases to thrill me. I look forward to hearing it read and preached upon every three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story the two disciples tell of their experience at Emmaus is a familiar and rich one. There is much food for thought and prayer within this text, yet I always find that it is verse 32 that leaps out at me, &lt;em&gt;"Were not our hearts burning within us while he was talking to us on the road, while he was opening the Scriptures to us?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect this verse catches my attention because, at heart, I am both a teacher and a student. I recognize the thrill and the certainty the disciples feel when they have been in the presence of Truth that opens their hearts and eyes to seeing in a new way. Educators of all kinds refer to this moment in the story as a "teachable moment" - a moment that helps us see and know in a new way. This is the function of Christian education within the Church. Gathered together as the community of faith in both sacrament and teaching, we experience over and over again, the "teachable moments" that faith offers us. We meet Jesus the Teacher again and again - and our lives are changed because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Education - "Church School" as it is more commonly known - is not the glamour place in the Church. It tends to be messy (glitter paint and glue) and noisy (children were not designed by God to be quiet!). Viewed in passing, it can often appear somewhat chaotic. And it is easy to think that it is only one more activity in which our children participate. But something else goes on in Church School that happens no where else in the lives of our children. It is in this place, in this time, in these activities, that our children encounter Jesus the Teacher, just as the disciples on the road to Emmaus. At Church School, our children hear, play, share, sing and explore the teachings of Jesus in community with others of all ages doing the same. As they mature and progress through the different stages of faith formation here at SUMC, children encounter the stories of Scripture over and over. Each moment is rich with the possibility of new understanding, change and growth. These stories of God saving action in Jesus form a foundation of faith that lasts a lifetime and continues to grow and develop as our children mature throughout their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the larger scheme of life, it is easy to forget the place of Church School in our children's lives. But where else in their busy activities will they hear the stories that transform their hearts, provide a secure foundation of love and trust, and form them into the people God calls them to be? That is the role of the Church School in partnership with you, their parents. We are delighted to have you and your children on the journey of faith with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8159551510798822302?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8159551510798822302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-not-our-hears-burning-within-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8159551510798822302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8159551510798822302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/were-not-our-hears-burning-within-us.html' title='&quot;Were Not Our Hears Burning Within Us?&quot; Luke 24:32'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5356737976015005431</id><published>2011-05-05T11:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:43:59.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"What Are We To Say About These Things" (Romans 8:31)?</title><content type='html'>I have spent much time this week pondering and praying over Osama bin Laden's death and how to respond. This is a difficult and ambiguous issue for those of us who are adults, but knowing what to say and how to say it to our children is complicated. The first thing to remeber is that you know your children best - follow their lead through their questions and be confident the Holy Spirit will be with you as you respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Scripture tells us "Have I any pleasure in the death of the wicked, says the Lord God, and not rather they should turn from their wicked ways and live?" (Ezekiel 18:23) and this same understanding of God's mercy is also found in 1 Timothy 2:4, Michah 7:18 and Ezekiel 33:11. Yet, it would seem that Osama bin Laden did not turn from what Americans have know as his "wicked ways." The evil he perpetrated continues to have lasting effect on many of our sisters and brothers and on our country as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a messy world - one that does not yet resemble the "peaceable kingdom" where both God's justice and mercy dwell hand in hand. Often times, we live in a world where "the color of truth is grey" (Andre Gide). So "what are we to say" to our children "about these things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an excellent prayer on the General Board of Discipleship's web page. You can find it at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http://www.gbod.org/site/apps/nlnet/content3.aspx?c=nhLRJ2PMKsG&amp;amp;b=5801541&amp;amp;ct=9377657/"&gt;http:/http://www.gbod.org/site/apps/nlnet/content3.aspx?c=nhLRJ2PMKsG&amp;amp;b=5801541&amp;amp;ct=9377657/&lt;/a&gt;. Prayer is always a good place to start talking with our children. Elementary-aged children and up can begin phrasing their questions from the prayer and parents can use the prayer as a guideline for response. The tougher questions are going to be things like "Is Osama bin Laden in hell?" A good answer might be "I don't know, but I am trusting that God knows what was in his heart and knows how best to treat him." Our junior high children may begin really wrestling with good and evil- and questions such as "Why does God let bad things happen?" and "Why did God let it take so long to find this guy?" These are questions that tug on our own sometimes unanswered questions. Often the best way to respond is to ask the young person what they think and talk it out together in conversation. You may find that you know something you didn't and both you and your child may learn from the presence of God in the conversation. On the other hand, very young children will probably not ask many questions and will be reassured by the fact the OBL is no longer a danger to themeselves or those they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tough issue through which to wade - both as individual Christians and as Christian parents. I find myself feeling rather ambiguous; I am glad that OBL is no longer walking among us, but I cannot rejoice in the death of another human being anymore than I can rejoice in the pain he caused. The disordered social relations in which we live are the results of disordered human hearts and actions over the long continum of human history. My own reaction is to pray and then to use the resources of our Methodist quadrilateral - Scripture, Tradition, Reason and Experience - to help me come to some form of response. It is slow work in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that these are simply guidelines and my own thoughts - I am happy to talk through any questions or concerns with you - just call or email. And know that I am holding the children and families of SUMC in deep prayer this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-5356737976015005431?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/5356737976015005431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-we-to-say-about-these-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5356737976015005431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5356737976015005431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-we-to-say-about-these-things.html' title='&quot;What Are We To Say About These Things&quot; (Romans 8:31)?'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8966877302406528632</id><published>2011-04-10T15:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:52:47.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Ahead to Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It is hard to believe that Palm Sunday is almost here (April 17th). And if Palm Sunday is almost here, then Holy Week isn’t far behind!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Parents, especially those of young children, are often confused as to how best handle the crucifixion as we tell the story  of the Easter miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; The events of Jesus' death are shocking and violent, but we cannot fully live into Easter if we have not experienced Jesus' death. There are ways to approach this with children that make it easier to share the whole story. Here are some of the things I have learned in twenty-five years as an educator and a parent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Children - even very young ones - know that bad things happen. The Easter message is that good always triumphs over evil - even if it doesn't seem to at the moment. This is a message children can hear and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you talk about the crucifixion, always continue immediately with the Resurrection. I have found the following kinds of language helpful: "Jesus loved people so much that some people were scared by it and they put Jesus to death on a cross. But love is so strong, that not even death can destroy it, so God raised Jesus from the dead.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If your children are visual learner, you may only want to share the story in words - the shorter the better. Use art that reveals the empty tomb instead of Jesus on the Cross as you tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Some children are curious about how crucifixion actually kills. They will ask questions such as "Did it hurt?" ("Yes"), "How does crucifixion kill someone?" ("Slow suffocation"). You do not need to dwell on the gore, but an honest answer that is short and to the point is helpful to children and allows you to move on to the resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Other children worry that Jesus was alone. He wasn't - his mother and the Beloved Disciple were there, along with other women. Two other men were crucified with him. And most importantly, God was with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing the events of Holy Week and Easter can be a powerful way for children to share in the defining moment of our Christian faith while being held in a safe and familiar environment. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The events of Holy Week are all great places for embodied learning – we shout and parade with Jesus on Palm Sunday, have our feet washed, taste bread and wine, strip the altar and raise the joyous “Alleluias” on Easter Day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With careful planning, parents can help children experience the mystery and wonder of both Holy Week and Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8966877302406528632?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8966877302406528632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/04/thinking-ahead-to-holy-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8966877302406528632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8966877302406528632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/04/thinking-ahead-to-holy-week.html' title='Thinking Ahead to Holy Week'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8600763319352024431</id><published>2011-03-27T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T08:30:17.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer for Parents</title><content type='html'>In the parent group with whom I have been meeting the past few weeks, we have been discussing what it means to be a Christian parent. A great deal is expected of us as Christian parents and we worry whether or not we measure up in passing on the faith to our children. Looking through some old files of mine for something I never did find, I came across this anonymous prayer that I had cut-out and used on a bulletin board many years ago. It still speaks volumes to God about what is in our hearts as parents and so I share it here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Heavenly Father, make me a better parent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to answer their questions kindly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me from interrupting them or contradicting them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forbid that I should ever laugh at their mistakes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or result to shame and ridicule when they displease me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I never punish them for my own selfish satisfaction or to show my power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me not tempt my child to steal or lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guide me hour by hour that I may demonstrate by all I say and do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that honesty produces happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reduce, I pray, the meaness in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I am out of sorts, help me to hold my tongue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May I ever be mindful that my children are children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I should not expect of them the judgment of adults.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me not rob them of the opportunity to wait on themselves and make decisions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bless me with the bigness to grant all their reasonable requests&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the courage to deny them privileges I know will do them harm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make me fair and just and kind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And fit me, O Lord, to be loved and respected and imitated by my children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8600763319352024431?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8600763319352024431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer-for-parents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8600763319352024431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8600763319352024431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer-for-parents.html' title='A Prayer for Parents'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6270083383379423331</id><published>2011-03-22T07:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:50:45.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories Told in Water, Grapes and Grain</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;During this Lenten season, I have been having a wonderful time exploring the sacraments of Baptism and Holy Communion with our 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; -5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; graders and their parents.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we “play” with water, fire and different kinds of bread, I am reminded all over again about the power of our Christian Story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Christians are a people set within the Story of God’s loving and saving actions in the world. The sacraments of Baptism and Holy Communion are God’s “show- and- tell” or, as John Wesley wrote in the Articles of Religion, “They are certain signs of grace, and God's good will toward us, by which he doth work invisibly in us, and doth not only quicken, but also strengthen and confirm, our faith in him.” Water, grapes and grain graft us to God’s story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we pray over the water at Baptism, that water connects us to the water of Creation, the water of the Great Flood, the water the Israelites traveled through on their way out of slavery into freedom, and the water in which Jesus was baptized. We participate in these stories, and through the water, they become part of our experience too. Water is God’s vehicle of new life and it flows throughout Christian life. We are renewed and re-born in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we celebrate Holy Communion each Sunday during Lent, we are given the chance to experience our story as God’s people through the grapes and grain.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Just like the baptismal prayer over the water, the communion prayers remind us of who we are, how we got to be that way and what God has done for us in Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As our Pastors lead us in the Great Thanksgiving and then consecrate the bread and cup, listen carefully to the story that is told; the covenants God made with us that we broke, and how Jesus restores us to right relationship with God, “In love you made us for yourself; and when we had fallen into sin and become subject to evil and death, your love remained steadfast . . . Blessed is your Son Jesus Christ whom you sent in the fullness of time to redeem the world” (UMH pg. 62). The prayers may differ a bit from week to week, but through them, the story of our redemption in Jesus is told.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the bread and the juice, the new life given us through Jesus in baptism, is sustained, nurtured and grown by the regular family meal at Christ’s table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As John Wesley reminds us in his sermon, &lt;i style=""&gt;The Duty of Constant Communion,&lt;/i&gt;” The benefits of [Holy Communion] are so great to all that do it in obedience to him; the forgiveness of our past sins and the present strengthening and refreshing of our souls.”We are never too young or too old to be reminded that we are formed by God to be part of God’s story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are never too young or too old to share the family meal. Eating and drinking together at the table is the visible sign of God’s grace – the place where we all belong, where we all are welcomed and valued, where we are forgiven and restored joyfully to our place in God’s story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;See you at the family table this Sunday!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6270083383379423331?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6270083383379423331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/stories-told-in-water-grapes-and-grain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6270083383379423331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6270083383379423331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/stories-told-in-water-grapes-and-grain.html' title='Stories Told in Water, Grapes and Grain'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-3843726176933540579</id><published>2011-03-22T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:46:17.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenten Communion Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;As part of our communal Lenten discipline, we are experiencing Holy Communion each Sunday during Lent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While our children have been receiving Communion regularly, up until now, they have received it with their church school class.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lent offers us the opportunity to have our children worship with their families – a grace that brings both blessings and challenges of its own!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here are some tips to help you experience Holy Communion together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Worship begins before the service:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Remind your children Saturday night or on your way to Church on Sunday morning that we will be sharing God’s special meal together and that everyone is welcome at God’s table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Let your children know where you are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On your way to Church School, show your children where you will be sitting so they can find you when they come into Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;If your children are readers: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;help them follow along in the hymnal as we begin the Great Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;If your children are not readers yet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Our Church School music program has introduced our children to the music we sing during the Great Thanksgiving and the consecration prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nudge them when it is time and invite them to sing with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Follow the action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remind your children to watch carefully what the Pastors do with their hands during the prayer of consecration.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They take, bless and break the bread and offer up the cup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Watch particularly for the part where the bread is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Help your children receive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we come forward to be fed by Jesus, our hands are lifted up, one palm over the other (making a crib or throne for Jesus depending on how it works best for your children) to receive the bread.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then we take the bread and dip it in the cup and place it in our mouths.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If your child would like to come forward but does not wish to receive, hands are crossed over the chest so the server knows to bless the child rather than distribute the elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="ListParagraph" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Holy Communion is the food of the baptized Christian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; The bread and cup nurture us and help us to grow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Much like the benefit of vitamins, we do not have to know cognitively how Jesus is with us in Holy Communion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We receive grace to grow on when we take the bread and juice into our bodies, souls and hearts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Remember to say “thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;”:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you return to your seat, take a minute with your children to say “thank you” to Jesus for having us at his table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-3843726176933540579?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/3843726176933540579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/lenten-communion-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3843726176933540579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3843726176933540579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/lenten-communion-thoughts.html' title='Lenten Communion Thoughts'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6993231988845538202</id><published>2011-03-06T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:20:16.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenten Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1026"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ash Wednesday is the beginning of the season of Lent. Lent is the forty days (Sundays don't count because each Sunday is a little Easter) period during which we remember Jesus' temptation in the desert following his baptism. It helps us get ready for Holy Week and the celebration of the resurrection at Easter. Most folks associate Lent with fasting or giving up something. This is one Lenten tradition, but there are others. For example, we stop saying the word "Alleluia" beginning on Ash Wednesday. We do not say it again until Easter when we kindle the new fire and light the paschal candle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It can be hard to keep a "holy Lent" at home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But here are some themes you can share at home as a family during this season. Lent is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;-a time for looking at the things we have done that are wrong and asking forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;of God and those we have wronged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;-a time to grow closer to God by either giving up something or adding something to our lives that helps us focus more on God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;-a time to think about new ways to show our love for others as God shows God's love for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;-a time to remember our baptismal promises and try to live into them (check out pg. 24 in the UMH Hymnal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The seasonal color for Lent is purple - it is both the color of penitence and the color of royalty. In the words of the Godly Play story “the Mystery of Easter”, "Purple is the color of kings. We are preparing for the coming of a king and his going and coming again . . . purple is a serious color and it reminds us that something sad is going to happen." (The Complete Guide to Godly Play, Vol. 4, pgs. 29-20). The purple color reminds us that Jesus must die before he can rise again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;There are many ways to incorporate purple into your family life during Lent. A purple scarf in the middle of the table, or purple placemats are easy ways to remind your family daily. Lent is a good time to write a family grace if you don't have a favorite. Learn it together and share it when you are together. Paper chains are another easy way to bring the seasons of the church year into your home. Perhaps each family member might want to write the name of someone or something they are praying for on one of the rings each day and the entire family can share that intention in silence together for a moment before mealtime or bedtime. Small purple napkins can be tucked into your child's lunch box or backpack with a note like "I love you and so does God" or "I am praying for you today." Little things like this connect us to one another and to our larger Christian family - past, present and future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Be creative! Lent can be a refreshing and nurturing time for us as individuals and families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6993231988845538202?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6993231988845538202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/lenten-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6993231988845538202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6993231988845538202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/03/lenten-thoughts.html' title='Lenten Thoughts'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-2899868712614262962</id><published>2011-02-27T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T15:18:02.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doldrums Re-visited</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;One of my favorite children’s books is &lt;i&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth &lt;/i&gt;by Norman Juster. The story begins when a very bored young Milo returns home from school one day to find a tollbooth kit in his room. He quickly assembles it, takes the map offered and drives his toy car through the tollbooth. At once he finds himself in the &lt;i&gt;Land of Expectations.&lt;/i&gt; Enjoying the ride he pays no attention and suddenly finds himself in a dreary place called &lt;i&gt;“the Doldrums.”&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;Everything&lt;/i&gt; is colorless. Neither thinking nor laughing is permitted, and nothing much happens in this very stagnant place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is a great deal more to the story (I’ll let you read it to find out how it all turns out), it seems to me that the first chapters of &lt;i&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth &lt;/i&gt;describe exactly where we find ourselves as this very long Epiphany draws to an end. Christmas has come and gone. Our New Year’s Resolutions and our best intentions have hit brick walls. It seems we have been shoveling snow and breaking up ice damns since forever. Stuck in &lt;i style=""&gt;the Doldrums, w&lt;/i&gt;e find ourselves agreeing with Milo, &lt;i&gt;“It seems to me that almost everything is a waste of time.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;i style=""&gt;the Doldrums, &lt;/i&gt;we forget the miraculous discovery of Christmas – GOD IS WITH US!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;As Epiphany unfolds, we continue to catch the glimmers of the truth of God’s transforming love for us. We yearn for the deeper meaning even though we feel sometimes that we, like Milo, are stumbling around in the colorless miasma of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;life without joy and excitement. What lies underneath &lt;i&gt;“the Doldrums”&lt;/i&gt; is the fear of disappointed hope in a yearning we are afraid to name. Yet, we continue to yearn for that meaning in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;The Epiphany season teaches us that what we expected in a Savior is different than who God sent to us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rather than saving us from our full humanity, the incarnate Jesus invites us to reclaim it- not what we expected. Milo is reminded, &lt;i&gt;"Expect everything, I always say, and the unexpected never happens." &lt;/i&gt;Our God made flesh is the ultimate revelation of the unexpected - both simpler and way more complicated than we thought we wanted or needed. Because of it, our lives are made meaningful because our humanity is restored. We realize we have been invited into partnership with God in re-creating the world. Our lives become far more than a “waste of time.” But we have to be looking for that truth. Milo is told, &lt;i&gt;"There is much worth noticing that often escapes the eye."&lt;/i&gt; But buried under the mounds of snow this winter, it has been hard to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wise character in The Phantom Tollbooth speaking about meaning and purpose reminds Milo, &lt;i&gt;“You know that it's there, but you just don't know where - but just because you can never reach it doesn't mean that it's not worth looking for.”&lt;/i&gt; And that is what the season of Epiphany is about – it is about both our deepest yearning and how we are led to look for it. But unlike Milo, we KNOW where to look. Jesus, the light of the world, still shines –even in the snow. Gradually, as we follow ray by ray,&lt;i&gt; “the Doldrums” &lt;/i&gt;becomes filled with light and in that light we see the gift we have been given in Jesus and the gifts our hearts make in response. It is this light that moves us through&lt;i&gt;“the Doldrums.” &lt;/i&gt;We may not know what our ultimate destination will look like- and it will be beyond our wildest expectations - but as long as we keep following Jesus, we can be confident we will get there. And just as the days get longer, the light will continue to get brighter and brighter the closer we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;So here is your assignment for this last week of the Season after the Epiphany. Get yourself a copy of &lt;i&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth&lt;/i&gt;. Read it aloud to your kids. Follow the light, as Milo drives his toy car towards it. His arrival at the place of light is miraculous to behold and is one of my favorite images of what it means to co-create with Jesus the Kingdom of God. Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11pt;"  &gt;Grace and peace, Dr.Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-2899868712614262962?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/2899868712614262962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/doldrums-re-visited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2899868712614262962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2899868712614262962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/doldrums-re-visited.html' title='The Doldrums Re-visited'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5045275812561028625</id><published>2011-02-13T17:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:26:00.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Space for Family Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Here we are fast approaching the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Sunday after the Epiphany!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we come to the final Sundays of this season and get ready to move into Lent, now is a good time to take stock of our homes as a place where God dwells among us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Does your family have a gathering space where conversation, laughter and family identity happen?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you looked at this space lately to see what makes it special?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are there photos of family members both near and far? Mementos of special significance?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These things are sacred objects your family&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This space is the perfect place to acknowledge the God who is already present in the fellowship that happens there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And here is the opportunity to make a small “holy center” somewhere in this space.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Put a Bible there and maybe a collection of prayers and blessings and/or a bowl where family members can drop a slip of paper with a prayer request or a thanksgiving written on it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Add a candle or two.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then the next time you and your family are together enjoying each other, take a minute to recognize the presence of God’s Spirit among you. Say “thank you” together. Share the prayer requests in the bowl and finish by saying the Lord’s Prayer together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It isn’t fancy or complicated; it is just the honesty and gratitude of being a family together in the presence of God and each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Enjoy the Divine and human company!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-5045275812561028625?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/5045275812561028625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/space-for-family-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5045275812561028625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5045275812561028625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/space-for-family-faith.html' title='Space for Family Faith'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6453231071545276071</id><published>2011-02-08T10:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:20:55.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength for the Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Epiphany is a season that can be as short as 4 Sundays or as long as 9 – it depends on the date of Easter. Our Epiphany season is LOOOOOONG this year (9 Sundays) – sort of like the winter weather, it seems to go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;As we live this Epiphany season with our shovels in hand and our buckets under the leaking ice dams, it is a good time to ask what sustains on our faith journey when things seem ordinary, troublesome or just plain wearying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Holy Communion – the meal we shared last Sunday- is one of the primary ways the Christian faith journey is nourished along the way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In blessing, breaking, taking and sharing the bread and cup, we invite Jesus into our souls and the community of faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like vitamins or a booster shot, we gain strength, nourishment, and resilience in our journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sense of well-being and contentment Communion offers us can be much like sitting down with your family over hot chocolate after shoveling yet again the driveway and sidewalk. The bread and wine restore us in each other’s company and we gain the strength to go back out into the world living the Good News – knowing that there are times when faith is ordinary and sometimes can feel as though we are slogging through heavy, wet snow up to our knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;John Wesley, the founder of Methodism, believed in what he called “the Duty of Constant Communion” because he knew from his own experience that the Christian journey needed regular and frequent nourishment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stay tuned to the Chronicle and the bulletin – during Lent Pastor Joel invites to experience weekly communion and we will have the chance to share its sustenance together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; Dr. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6453231071545276071?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6453231071545276071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/strength-for-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6453231071545276071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6453231071545276071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/02/strength-for-journey.html' title='Strength for the Journey'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-887437963279565574</id><published>2011-01-31T19:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T19:23:19.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hinge Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;As we follow the rhythms of the Church season, we look for clues to tell us what is happening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Beginning in Advent, we were paying attention to light.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Gospel told us “The Light shined in the darkness” (John 1:5), and we lit our advent candles each week to remind us that the “darkness has not overcome it.” The Shepherds see the bright light of the star as do the Magi who follow it and the star’s bright light leads us into the Epiphany season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;But beginning this week, the light begins to change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;February 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; is traditionally celebrated in the Church as the Feast of the Presentation of Jesus in the Temple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faithful to the rites of their Jewish faith, Mary and Joseph bring Jesus to the Temple to dedicate him (Luke 2: 25-39).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Simeon and Anna who had been waiting their whole lives to see the Messiah, recognize Jesus as the One for whom they have been waiting and the light blazes for all the world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Our Epiphany lessons focus on Jesus’ ministry- the healings, feedings, teaching that will lead him to the cross where, on Good Friday, the light will briefly go out to be rekindled in the resurrection fire on Easter Eve.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Feast of the Presentation is the middle point in the Church year between the light of the Advent candles and the re-kindling of the Paschal Candle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a hinge point in our journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Take moment this week to share the story of the dedication as a family.  What are the hopes we share when a new child gifts the world?  How do you and your children hope to make the world more like God’s Kingdom?  Are there dark places ahead?  What light will you take with you?  How will you and your child shine as lights in the darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Grace and peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Dr. Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-887437963279565574?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/887437963279565574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/01/hinge-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/887437963279565574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/887437963279565574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/01/hinge-point.html' title='A Hinge Point'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5487681456816575248</id><published>2011-01-22T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:56:33.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Prayer</title><content type='html'>As we move through the liturgical calendar into the heart of the Epiphany season, the Church School has  been hearing the stories of Jesus calling the disciples and the things he teaches them.  In the time we have before music begins each Sunday, I have been sharing and talking through the prayer Jesus' teaches his disciples with our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is something we grown-ups say in Church every Sunday, it tends to be something we don't think much about - as familiar to us as the Pledge of Allegiance or "The Star-Spangled Banner."  It is a prayer almost every Christian knows, absorbed largely through osmosis - and we expect our children to learn it in Church School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first professional position as Children's Chaplain, the only "must" in my job description was teaching 3-7 year-olds the Lord's Prayer.  It struck me at the time (and it still does now) as a somewhat odd assignment - how do you ask small children who often can't say their first and last names together to stumble through such words as "hallowed," "trespasses," and "temptation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of this experience came what I call "the Lord's Prayer in a Bag" - an "audience participation" homily with props to help children think, share and learn together what the Lord's Prayer means line by line, taking our time to really explore the "big" words of the prayer, as well as the imagery of the words "Father," "bread," and "Kingdom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my question for the adults of the SUMC congregation:  When was the last time you really spent some time thinking about what the words of the prayer mean?  What does it mean for you to "hallow"God's name?  By what name do you refer to God?  What constitutes your "daily bread?" How do you deal with your "trespasses" as well as those "who trespass" against you?  What "tempts you"?  From what do you yearn for "deliverance?"  And just what does God's "Kingdom" look like to those of us who live in a democracy?  And did you notice that this a prayer to be prayed corporately?  We address "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; Father"  and "forgive those who trespass against &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;"  What does this mean in a culture that celebrates the individual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They aren't easy questions, are they?  There is an awful lot of meat in this one prayer - and that is why the Church incorporates it into is regular worship and why we are taught it.  So I hope that you will spend some time this week thinking about the prayer:  how does it speak to your life?  Invite your children into your discussion - I've been listening to them for the past several weeks and they have a lot to say and share.  And when you are finished talking together, say the prayer together . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-5487681456816575248?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/5487681456816575248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/01/lords-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5487681456816575248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5487681456816575248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2011/01/lords-prayer.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Prayer'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5996836045677888551</id><published>2010-10-23T09:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T11:37:18.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Faith at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/TMLmqYT6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/reQeu6N3dgA/s1600/Making+a+home+for+faith.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 58px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531236908119254738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/TMLmqYT6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/reQeu6N3dgA/s320/Making+a+home+for+faith.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday evening, November 1st, beginning at 7:30, we will begin our discussion of what it is to live a life of faith at home as a family. To helps us learn and live into forming our children's lives of faith (and shaping our own as well), we will use Elizabeth Caldwell's book &lt;em&gt;Making a Home for Faith: Nurturing the Spiritual Life of Your Child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether or not you can read the first few chapters before then (the book is available from Amazon and copies will arrive via Cokesbury in the Church office this week), we will begin our discussion by focusing on Caldwell's list, "What Every Parent Needs to Raise Faithful Children." She believes every parent should be able to do the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Read a story from the Bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Tell a Bible story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Deal with children's questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Pray (privately and publicly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Take some time daily or weekly for personal meditation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Ask faith questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Struggle to understand and interpret affirmations of faith while balancing a life of faith in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mission and witness and being faithful in meditation, Scripture reading and prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Explain the meaning of the sacraments and the liturgical year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Struggle with language for God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Become familiar with the basic beliefs and practices of other faith traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Regularly participate in adult education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Be layleaders in worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you, but the list seems overwhelming. Seems like you would need a full seminary education to do this, doesn't it? It is rather daunting for any of us, but it is not beyond the realm of what any one of us can do. As you ponder these items this week, identify those practices you are already doing. I'll bet you have some practice of private prayer already - even if the prayer is just of the "Help Me, Lord!" variety as the bathtub overflows. Most likely, you are struggling like the rest of us to understand the affirmations of faith and balance a life of service, witness, prayer, study and reflection!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the other pieces are harder. Not all of us were raised in a faith tradition and we may not know the biblical stories. If we know the stories, we may not know how to find them in the Bible or how to figure out where the ones are that we maybe heard in Church once upon a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may not know what to say when our children ask us questions. And it is hard enough to understand our own United Methodist faith traditions, sacraments and the liturgical year, never mind have enough knowledge of other faith traditions to share them with our children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this is perfectly normal. Not only are our children's lives of faith in process, so are our own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian formation - what John Wesley called "being perfected" - is a life long process. Getting the process "perfect" is nowhere near as important as being in the process and trusting God's grace to do the work of perfecting. And as with anything else in Christian life, we are not asked to do this work alone. We have other Christians to share our struggles, our triumphs and our questions with as we grow into the image of God we are called to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO . . . please bring YOUR experience to this class. Even if you haven't read the first few chapters of the book, YOU ALREADY KNOW the questions. As we begin what I hope will be an on-going conversation, please think about what you need to be better prepared to share the faith at home with your children. How can we help each other become more confident Christian parents? What specific topics would you like to know more about? What support do you need from the Church to help you share faith at home? Please come as you are, where you are in your life of faith. And if you aren't able to attend, post a comment to this blog with your questions and concerns. One of the best parts of being a Christian is that we are never on the journey alone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace and peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-5996836045677888551?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/5996836045677888551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/10/sharing-faith-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5996836045677888551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5996836045677888551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/10/sharing-faith-at-home.html' title='Sharing Faith at Home'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/TMLmqYT6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAC0/reQeu6N3dgA/s72-c/Making+a+home+for+faith.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8106692366746363145</id><published>2010-08-29T14:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:08:07.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Although the secular calendar recognizes that the New Year begins on January 1st and the Church celebrates the new liturgical year on the first Sunday of Advent, those of us with children or who work in academia or in the Church School KNOW that the year really begins in September!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian Education Commission, the Pastors, the teachers, the Club 67 mentors, the God Squad mentors, the CornerStones leaders and I have been preparing for the 2010-2011 program year.  A LOT is happening at SUMC this fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Church School &lt;/span&gt;begins on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, September 19th.  &lt;/span&gt;With a growing Church School, we are adding two more classes this fall so that our children are in age-appropriate learning settings with the proper student-teacher ratio.  This is GOOD news, but means that we need additional teachers, not just for the Fall, but for our Winter and Spring sessions.  We still have several openings for the Winter and Spring and an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;urgent &lt;/span&gt;need for two more leaders for our Pre-K/Kindergarten class and one more teacher for the 2nd &amp;amp;3rd grade class.  You can sign up on the CE bulletin board or by emailing drelizabeth@sudbury-umc.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Club 67 group&lt;/span&gt; (our 6th and 7th graders) needs additional mentors.  This group meets on Sunday mornings during Church School time. Leadership of this group rotates monthly and has worked well with a couple leading each month.  We have only one team of mentors signed up thus far.  If you are interested in exploring this chance to get to know and work with some of the most energetic and enthusiastic members of SUMC, please let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CornerStones &lt;/span&gt;adult education program begins on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, September 26th.  &lt;/span&gt;We have a full slate of offerings that will challenge both mind and heart.  Classes range from Healthy Eating to learning about the history of United Methodism in the United States to Pastor Joel's ever-popular &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disciple I &lt;/span&gt;class (meeting on Monday nights beginning September 13th) - and everything in between!  Please check out our CornerStones brochure for more details and information on offerings, leaders and times and let me know if you would like to sign up for a class or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our Youth Coordinator on medical leave until October 1st, our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Squad &lt;/span&gt;mentors have continued their fabulous work with our 8th -12th graders!  The full schedule for the year -along with pictures and souvenirs of the June Mission Trip to Pennslyvania - can be found on the SUMC Youth bulletin board outside my office.  Offering fun, fellowship, service and faith exploration, our God Squad rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the year is a BUSY time, but our purpose is not busyness for the sake of being busy.  United Methodists are called to bring both our heads and our hearts into our relationship with God.  Worship and Christian Education are two sides of the same coin that over time form us into the people God calls us to be.  It is important for each of us - as individuals and as parents - to take a step back from our busyness and search out the space and time for worship and Christian education so that we grow evermore into the image of Christ to which we are called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Staff, the Christian Education Commission and our teachers, mentors and leaders all look forward to deepening our relationship all ages of the SUMC congregation and with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8106692366746363145?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8106692366746363145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8106692366746363145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8106692366746363145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-1377379795764306652</id><published>2010-08-14T08:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:04:16.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Musing on Justice</title><content type='html'>I have been preparing for tomorrow's Children's Moment at the same time I have been doing some curriculum research and reading on deconstructing racism for an adult education class next February.  The text for the Children's Moment is Micah 6: 6-8: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a familiar passage and lots of sermons and homilies have been preached upon it.  But this time around, I am having a hard time with how 21st century Americans understand justice with the way the Scriptures understand justice - and I am particularly struggling around how we convey the difference to our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans have a mental picture of justice - the blind-folded woman holding the balanced scales.  We are given to understand that justice stands above us- impartial - adding to  or subtracting from each side until the scales balance.  And once equilibrium is reached, the problem is solved. And we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this NOT how the Scriptures tell us God views justice.  God's justice is most definitely NOT blind:  God&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sees&lt;/span&gt; the plight of the widow, the despair of the poor and the hungry, the pain of the exile and the homeless.  The very first thing God's justice requires of us is that we take the blindfold off and see the dynamics of human relations for what they are; disordered, destructive and well beyond the power of fairness to fix.  And once we have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seen &lt;/span&gt;human relations for what they are, we are called not only to mitigate the damage already done; we are called to engage the powers and principalities so that we change the dynamics toward those of the Kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read through anti-racism materials, this is far easier said than done - and in all honesty, we prefer it that way.  It is hard to admit that well-intentioned though we are, we are part and parcel of the unjust systems that allow some to prosper and others to barley subsist.  Doing God's justice, we must LOOK at ourselves and the society of which we are a part and then having SEEN, we must CHANGE ourselves and the society in which we live.  The task is daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't the only ones who fail to understand what God is asking of us.  God's people from the very beginning fell into the trap of thinking "justice" means "just us."  Cautioned by God to remember that they too had been slaves,  the prophets over and over reminded the people of Israel that fairness wasn't the standard.  The people were to remember the pain of what it felt to be slaves in Egypt, hungry in the desert, exiles in Babylon and not perpetrate the same upon anyone else.  God's people were called then - as they are now - to change the way they lived so that there would be a place for everyone, plenty for all and so that each and every human being would be able to live out being made in the image and likeness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty heavy duty stuff - and it will take us a long time to wrestle with it as adults dealing with racism in adult education.  I have time and wise counsel to help me plan for that.  The real question is how I am going to manage to convey this to our children in five minutes or less tomorrow morning.  Come to Church tomorrow and see how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-1377379795764306652?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/1377379795764306652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/musing-on-justice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1377379795764306652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1377379795764306652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/musing-on-justice.html' title='Musing on Justice'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5351632134357938191</id><published>2010-08-01T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:09:39.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Morning Guilds the Skies . . .</title><content type='html'>There is a hymn that begins, "When morning guilds the skies, my heart awaking cries, may Jesus Christ be praised!" (UMH #185). As I drove to SUMC this morning, I found myself singing that hymn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me about 35 minutes to head down 27 from my home to the Church. Most mornings when I come to work, I have just fed children and cleaned up the kitchen, gathered up my work materials and dashed into the car worried about traffice and if I have time to stop for coffee. But this Sunday was a bit different. I am on the road early on Sunday morning - I usually am in the car by 6:30 or so- and the morning was cool with no humidity and the promise of a bright blue sky. I found myself noticing just how green and lush the trees were (even though the lawns are in pretty bad shape), how bountifully abundant everything seemed in the increasing light. And suddenly I found myself singing and praising our Creator God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just spent a week in Vacation Bible School celebrating the awesome nature of God's creation - from supernovas to "this fragile Earth, our island home" (Book of Common Prayer). It was a fun and busy week and I spent most of my time anticipating what needed to be done next to make things go smoothly for our children and volunteers. I didn't do much praising, never mind NOTICING just how awesome the creation really is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drive in this morning was a wake up call of sorts - a chance to simply BE in the presence of all that God has made and marvel at it. I wonder how many of you (particularly the Moms out there) are like me. There is just SO much to be done each day and not enough time to do it. I am never actually IN the moment that is happening right now; I am always anticipating, planning and making the next moment happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that isn't what we are called to as followers of Jesus. We are taught to pray, "Give us THIS day our daily bread," to be like the lilies of the field "neither toiling nor spinning." Rather we are to relish, celebrate and reflect the goodness and the glory of God at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bhuddist monk Pema Chodron writes, "This moment is the perfect teacher." I was reminded of that this morning as I was driving to work. Present in the moment, I was taught-again- to notice, to give thanks, to praise God for all that IS in the moment which is happening RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are often the best at helping us to practice this moment being the perfect teacher. Particularly during the summer months, they notice more than we do the way the light plays through the leaves of the trees, how ants can carry more than their body weight, the juiciness of a fresh, ripe berry and the delight of being in water. They live in the NOW and their joy in it can help us to remember that us grown-ups were also created to experience the delight of the creation, to know ourselves as part of it and to live in relationship with the One who caused it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your summertime includes lots of moments in the RIGHT NOWwith children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-5351632134357938191?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/5351632134357938191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-morning-guilds-skies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5351632134357938191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/5351632134357938191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-morning-guilds-skies.html' title='When Morning Guilds the Skies . . .'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8491712292263319235</id><published>2010-07-26T12:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T12:46:02.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Bible School</title><content type='html'>The Praiseship &lt;em&gt;Galatic Blast&lt;/em&gt; lifted off from Sudbury United Methodist Church at 9:00 AM EST this morning.  It is a much anticipated and long-prepared for mission!  We began our planning back in January.  After worship yesterday, our enthsiastic Mission Command Staff and I spent several hours turning our Chapel and Church School space into the flight deck of the &lt;em&gt;Galactic Praise&lt;/em&gt; and outer space.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day went well - the usual hitches; everything took a bit longer than we thought on the first day.  We had one bumped lip on the playground and one child in the wrong grade.  But we sang, prayed and made crafts together and explored the wonder of our Creator God as we heard the story of the Creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation Bible School holds such an important place in my own faith journey.  My Nana Windsor ran the three-town Vacation Bible School in her tiny corner of Vermont.  From the time I was in the third grade until I graduated from high school, I taught the kindergarten class with my Nana.  I did not know it at the time, but my vocation was being formed in those summers.  VBS programming was no where near as neatly packaged and glitzy - we developed our own curriculm from the Bible and our projects consisted of mostly papertowel rolls and clothespins, but somehow, the love of God I experienced there found its way into my soul and sharing the biblical story of God's love for God's people became my life's passion and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard when we sit down with children - most of whom are unknown to us -for a week of exploring together.  As teachers and leaders we wonder just how successfully we will convey the story, what the children will learn and what they will remember.  We feel RESPONSIBLE for how well it goes.  And we should take our responsibility as teachers of the faith seriously, but our job is only to plant the seeds.  God is responsible for the harvest - and we may NEVER know how the faith stories of those we meet this week will turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because story is such an important means of teaching and learning for me, I want to share one with you of my VBS experience growing-up with my Nana.  There was a year when our theme was the Book of Daniel.  We had this one little girl in our group who was an absolute TERROR.  She was loud, she was uncooperative, she was downright rude in places.  She interupted, wouldn't sit till and was disrepectful.  We all wondered why she was there and how she could possilby get anything out of the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest story of the week was the tale of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego (Daniel Chapter 3) who were thrown into the fiery furnace by King Nebuchadnezzar.  At our end of the week performance for the parents, we asked the children to tell us the names of these men.  And at the top of her lungs, our TERROR shouted out,"Shadrach, Bushwack and Amigo."  Well, it got a laugh from the parents, but my Nana and I were despondent figuring we had done our job badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years went by. My Nana died and I officiated at her funeral.  As I was greeting folks after the service, a well-groomed woman with three children came up to me.  I didn't recognize her as family and she seemed young to be a friend of my Nana's, but she smiled and said, "I am sure you won't remember me, but I was in your VBS class many years ago and it changed my life.  I fell in love with God.  I went to seminary and became a UCC Pastor and my children are being raised in the Church. I never got the chance to thank your grandmother or you."  I replied that I was so glad and would she please tell me her name.  She laughed, "My name won't mean anything to you, but do 'Shadrach, Bushwack and Amigo' give you a clue?  We dissolved into laughter as we hugged each other.  And I could feel my Nana smiling down from the heavenly choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just never know what will happen to the seeds you plant!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8491712292263319235?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8491712292263319235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-bible-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8491712292263319235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8491712292263319235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-bible-school.html' title='Vacation Bible School'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-2751976611501450317</id><published>2010-06-13T13:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T14:06:14.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Our Gifts to the Altar</title><content type='html'>For me, the highlight of this morning's " Christian Education Sunday" was the children leading us in song.  Perhaps because some of my earliest Church memories are singing with the choir (I sang in the Choir from the time I was in the 1st grade until I started doing my professional work in the Church which doesn't leave me free to sing with the Choir on Sunday mornings!), children's voices lifted in praise goes right to the core of my being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing is an important part of worship - especially for Methodists.  The Wesley brothers wrote over 2,000 hymns; singing to God and of God is our heritage. But standing up front and leading songs of praise as our children did this morning is NOT about performing.  When anyone leads worship through prayer, praise, song or preaching, they bring the gift of themselves to the altar.  When we offer ourselves and whatever gifts and talents we have, we give our gratitude to the God who made us and who delights in us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an important lesson for all of us to learn.  We live in a society that constantly tells us we can never be perfect enough. We feel ourselves being constantly judged.  Worship is a TOTALLY different way of being.  God asks only that we bring joyful hearts and the intention to offer ourselves to praise God and to be in service to each other in worship leadership.  Children are some of the best teachers we have when it comes to learning what it is to be joyful in God's presence.We can be fidgety, not know the words, and forget what we are supposed to be doing.  God isn't keeping track.  But God IS smiling at our presence, clapping along with our joy and finding us pleasing simply because we are loving God back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a lesson that cannot be learned too young.  And a lesson about which we are never to old to be reminded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-2751976611501450317?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/2751976611501450317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/06/bringing-our-gifts-to-altar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2751976611501450317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2751976611501450317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/06/bringing-our-gifts-to-altar.html' title='Bringing Our Gifts to the Altar'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8431949018927926669</id><published>2010-05-30T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:30:00.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary Time</title><content type='html'>The Season After Pentecost which begins after Trinity Sunday (today) is sometimes referred to as "ordinary time." It is "ordinary" because the weeks that follow are not associated with a specific liturgical season such as Lent or Epiphany. There are no over-arching themes for these weeks of the Church's year which makes them "ordinary." The liturgical color for the Season After Pentecost is green - and because this season coincides with Spring and Summer in our hemisphere, it has often been connected to growth in the Christian cycle. It is also a long season, lasting until Advent begins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons each Sunday focus our attention on our relationship with God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit and one another, and on the Church and its mission. As the season often coincides with our vacations, it is also a season where we can reflect on the gift of time God gives to each human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is something we pretend we are in control of in the post-industrial West. We think about "managing our time," "making good use of our time" and "not wasting time." We are busy people, families and communities. But as much as we feel we are in control of time, time still remains God's, not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Taylor, an early anglican divine wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is too little time to purchase great wealth, to satisfy the pride of a vain-glorious fool, to trample upon all the enemies of our just or unjust interests; but for the obtaining of virtue, for the purchase of sobriety and modesty, for the acts of religion, God gave us time sufficient." &lt;br /&gt;- Jeremy Taylor The Rule and Exercises of Holy Living (1650)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ordinary time" is the perfect time for us to reflect both on how we use time and how we can simply be in time. We are so busy most of the year pretending we control time that we forget that we have allowed time to control us. The slower pace of the summer months gives us times of refreshment - times to "be" rather than "do." I love to just sit on the beach and watch the waves roll in and out in their timeless fashion. As the days lengthen, I find myself more drawn to watching the sunrise or the sunset, to simply sitting still and breathing. I don't have to look for God the way I do when I am flying from task to task, but sitting still and letting the ancient rythyms of the creation envelop me, God finds me. I am easily in touch with the incarnate Jesus who fills my soul without my searching for him. All I have to do is stop managing time and, instead, be in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - I invite you to join me in ordinary time, doing ordinary things and finding the rythym of the holy so close that all we need to do to find it is breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8431949018927926669?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8431949018927926669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/ordinary-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8431949018927926669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8431949018927926669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/ordinary-time.html' title='Ordinary Time'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-7776595649110094579</id><published>2010-05-22T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T14:57:00.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray!  it's Pentecost</title><content type='html'>When we think of the major Christian festivals, Christmas and Easter are at the top of the list. We tend to forget about Pentecost which is one of the three most important celebrations of the Christian Church - we wouldn't be a Church without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate Pentecost on Sunday, May 11th this year (the date always changes because it is fifty days after Easter)On Pentecost, the Holy Spirit descends upon the disciples, giving them the power to preach, teach, heal, serve and love in Jesus' name. The Holy Spirit's presence within us and among us is how we are empowered to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit can be hard to explain to young children. It is a more an intangible "thing" than a concrete object. The Holy Spirit is like the wind - we can't see wind, we can only see the leaves it blows. The Holy Spirit is like the wind. We can't see it, but we can see what it does. When we see someon caring for another person, cleaning up litter in the park or sharing a kind word, that is when we see the Holy Spirit in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spirit Bubbles" are a Pentecost tradition in my house. On the Day of Pentecost, when we celebrate the power of the Holy Spirit among us, my children and I head outside after Church with our bubbles and we blow them. As the bubbles rise on the wind, we offer up our prayers for each other and those we are worried about. We shout out our thanksgivings and laugh together. And then we finish with this prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am an Alleluia!&lt;br /&gt;I am a Wonder!&lt;br /&gt;The gifts of your Spirit, O God, make me so!&lt;br /&gt;With these gifts, I can live your life, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I can be fully alive!&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Pentecost, I invite you to share in our tradition. Head outside with your bubbles and shout your praise to God together! And be sure to wear red to Church on Sunday! Red is the color of the tongues of fire that came upon the disciples as the Holy Spirit descended on them and it is a color of passion in the Church. So wear your red to Church and we will be a living, breathing representation of the Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Pentecost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-7776595649110094579?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/7776595649110094579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/hooray-its-pentecost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7776595649110094579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7776595649110094579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/hooray-its-pentecost.html' title='Hooray!  it&apos;s Pentecost'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-3786796184336266780</id><published>2010-05-16T14:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T14:35:00.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Known, But Not Lesser</title><content type='html'>The Easter Season is full of what the Church traditionally has called "mystagogy" - explorations of the mystery of the Church. We talk about a great many things during the Easter Season - the experiences the disciples had meeting the risen Jesus, what life is like for Peter and Paul as they begin create the foundations of what becomes the Church, etc.  We talk about Baptism and what it means to be born again in Jesus through water.  But we tend to skip right over Ascension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ascension Day falls on the 40th day after Easter and the actual day was last Thursday.  But today is "Ascension Sunday" on the United Methodist calendar.  On Ascension, we celebrate Jesus taking his place "at the right hand of the Father."  Jesus in his risen, but still human form, ascends to Heaven to be with God.  This reminds us that we, too, will rise to be with God one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Jesus has ascended, a new era begins for the people of God.  Ten days later, as Jesus promised, he sends his Spirit to the disciples on Pentecost (next Sunday, May 23rd), and the Church as we know it, is born.  Pentecost is a major Christian feast day, as important as Christmas and Easter.  At Pentecost, we are empowered to go and live out our baptismal ministry to "go and make disciples of all the nations. (Matthew 20:18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the feast days of the Christian liturgical year remind us of God's plan of salvation for us.  Celebrating them as they come around on the liturgical calendar helps us remember our place in God's Story.  Celebrating them together as a congregation and as families helps us to understand the very important work God has given human beings in transforming and re-creating the world to be as God intended it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-3786796184336266780?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/3786796184336266780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-known-but-not-lesser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3786796184336266780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3786796184336266780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-known-but-not-lesser.html' title='Little Known, But Not Lesser'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-807358548731043152</id><published>2010-05-08T13:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:35:46.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditations on Motherhood:  Mother's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>You may have heard me say it - my children have been the best teachers of faith I have ever had. As I think back on all the things I have learned about God from being a mother, I see how being Alex and Joshua's mother has changed the way I understand God, shaped the way I live out my faith and kept me continually focused on what really matters. Here are some of the things I have discovered on my journey as a Christian mother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is washable&lt;/span&gt;: To quote the Hymnal, this “saying is sure and worthy of full acceptance"  (UMH, 892): a little soap and water can cure a whole host of things, and what it can't doesn't really matter. Green footprints on the carpet (Alex put food coloring in the dog's water one St. Patrick's Day morning, spilled the water, stepped in it and THEN came to tell me he had made a mess!) DO come out with a bit of elbow grease. Sin is a bit harder, but baptismal water is REALLY effective. The major learning here was to relax and enjoy the gift God gave me in my children, not worry about the furnishings or the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love really is THAT big&lt;/span&gt;: I grew up with the notion of God as a stern and judgmental father. In that euphoria that followed the birth of each of my children - as I was overwhelmed with unconditional love for these small and amazing beings - I realized that if I loved my children than much, how much more did God love both them and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small stuff MATTERS&lt;/span&gt;: Not things like taking out the trash, but ants and butterflies and blueberries ripening on the vine. Both of my boys are explorers who marvel at things I take for granted everyday. My boys have taught me that the sacred is revealed in the business of birds building a nest and leaves changing from bud to full blown (did you know that the new leaves of Japanese maple trees feel like raccoon's paws? I didn't, but Alex thought they did!). Joshua's class is watching worms become butterflies and he announced, eyes full of wonder as he got off the bus yesterday, "Mama, we saw a MIRACLE today!" How much of God's goodness and creativity I would have missed had I not had these guides to point them out along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is more than possible&lt;/span&gt;: As I think about the ups and downs of family life, I know both how important and how possible forgiveness is. I am often overwhelmed with gratitude for two boys who can forgive the flaws of a menopausal, most of the time tired and often- times cranky mother. They not only forgive me, they love me anyway and because of it all. They have been wonderful role models to me in how to live a life of forgiveness. I find it easier to forgive because they so generously and regularly forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of the things to which my children have opened my eyes.I'll bet you have stories like mine where because of something your children did or said, you suddenly saw faith with new eyes and recognized God's presence in a new way. Would you share those stories with us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-807358548731043152?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/807358548731043152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/meditations-on-motherhood-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/807358548731043152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/807358548731043152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/meditations-on-motherhood-mothers-day.html' title='Meditations on Motherhood:  Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-7956971130841683638</id><published>2010-05-02T08:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:48:44.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Road to Damascus</title><content type='html'>Writing about Church School for our newsletter, I am always one week ahead in the lesson plan.  A week from today, our children will be hearing and exploring the story of Saul's conversion on the road to Damascus (Acts 9: 1-22).  In a blinding moment, Saul hears the voice of Jesus and not only does the focus of Saul's life work change- Saul's core identity as a human being and follower of God changes.  His new identity is attested to by his name change - we know him as the apostle, Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often wondered what it would be like to have the kind of dramatic faith experience that happened on the road to Damascus.  No doubt, it would be frightening, but there would be a certainty about it too.  You would KNOW that Jesus had spoken and you would KNOW the life you to which you were called.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own life of faith is nowhere near as exciting as Paul's.  I have been a believing Christian ever since I can remember.  As I look back on the almost fifty years of my own faith journey, I can point to moments in retrospect where I heard Jesus - moments of certainty when I experienced call and vocation, and moments when I knew I could no longer be the person I had been before.  Put all together, these moments have shaped my life as a believer and a disciple of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your life of faith look like mine?  Or have you had a "road to Damascus" experience?  How does the way in which you meet Jesus shape the way you talk about and share with your children what Jesus means to you?  How do you hope to pass on the faith to your children?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are big questions -ones that for most parents are somewhat baffling.  Often times the moments of confidence we have in our relationship with Jesus ebb and flow.  Some days it is easier to be a believer than others.  We wonder if we truly know Jesus enough to share Jesus with our children.  We live in a culture that encourages us to let our kids make up their minds for themselves and that prizes individuality.  We don't want to "tell" or "force" our children into what to believe - and a lot of times, we don't feel we know the content of faith well enough to pass it on.  We want to honor the vows we made at our children's baptisms, but some days we just aren't sure how we are supposed to best do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian parenting is often a trial and error experience. But it it is not a journey we are asked to make alone.  There is a community of faith that walks with us and we are often each other's best resources.  I am beginning to plan for next year's Cornerstones program and I would very much like to offer programs next year that will support Christian parenting. It would help me plan if I knew what type of programming would be the most helpful:  Is there specific information I can provide?  Would having a space to talk to one another about our struggles to parent as Christians in the culture help?  Would you like some tips and tools to share faith at home?  Are there some suggestions you have?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be in touch with me about how I can support you in your parenting.  You can leave a comment on my blog, drop me an email, catch me at Church or give me a call. The "good news" of Christian parenting is that we are NEVER in it alone.  Jesus walks with us, the community of faith upholds us and the Holy Spirit gives us insight and wisdom when we share our experiences together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-7956971130841683638?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/7956971130841683638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-road-to-damascus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7956971130841683638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7956971130841683638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-road-to-damascus.html' title='On the Road to Damascus'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-1104458805852237766</id><published>2010-04-25T14:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T18:02:14.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lessons of Spring</title><content type='html'>I must confess that I am hungry for Spring. We have had SO much rain and with more on the way this week, I find myself feeling frustrated. But Spring IS here. The forsythia in my yard has bloomed, as have the daffodils.  On my way home from Church this morning, I drove my favorite Spring time route – and the lilacs, my FAVORITE part of Spring – which grow along this road in great profusion are just about to grace us with their beautiful blooms and scent.  As the earth bursts into new life, I find myself humming over and over the third verse of one of my favorite hymns, Immortal Invisible (UMH #l03):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To all life thou givest, to both great and small.&lt;br /&gt;In all life thou livest, the true life of all.&lt;br /&gt;We blossom and flourish like leaves on the tree,&lt;br /&gt;and  wither and perish, but nought changeth the&lt;/span&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter season we continue to celebrate reminds us that the cycle of birth, death and resurrection is one that is ordained by God, the Creator. We live that story in the birth, death and resurrection of Jesus during the "Great Fifty Days of Easter" (did you know Easter last for 50 days?). In this hemisphere, we are blessed that Easter always falls in the Spring and we can see the visible signs of new life coming forth from what looks like death all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pastor John reminded us in his sermon this morning, spending time in God’s creation “restores our souls” (Psalm 23).  As God’s creatures, we have a place in the created world – a place not only of stewardship, but of enjoyment.  We need to be IN God’s creation – to celebrate its seasons, to learn its wisdom, to rejoice in God’s goodness in creating it.  This year, I found a flock of wild turkeys not far from my house.  During the school vacation last week, I took my almost- eleven- year -old son out just before daybreak to watch the turkeys fly down from their roosts.  For an hour and forty minutes, we sat silently (this is my son who can’t sit still and doesn’t like being outside) and listened to the different calls the turkeys made to each other.  At breakfast afterward, he said to me,“Mama, my favorite part was how golden the sun looked on the field as it came up.  It made me peaceful.”  It was only an hour and forty minutes, but in that time, we were part of the creation, not separate from it.  And it seems to me that this is what God intended when God created “the heavens and the earth” (Genesis 1: 1) and human kind within it.  We took an hour and forty minutes to be “amazed” as Pastor John asked us to in this morning’s message – and we, too, saw that “it was good” (Genesis 1:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you and your family find some time together to dig in the dirt, to watch the buds on the tree branches bloom, to keep track of the pregnant cows and ewes, waiting for calves and lambs to be born,  and to celebrate the miracle that is resurrection in the creation this spring. This is a wonderful way to not only celebrate God's goodness, but to help children understand that all created life is born, flourishes, lies dormant and is then resurrected in God's time. As we tune our spirits into the divine rhythms in the creation, we are again reminded that death holds no fear for us because we know that God through Jesus is at work in it and we, too, share in the new life blossoming all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-1104458805852237766?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/1104458805852237766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-lessons-of-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1104458805852237766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1104458805852237766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-lessons-of-spring.html' title='Life Lessons of Spring'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-1498725133069312913</id><published>2010-04-04T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:52:36.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Easter Triumph, Easter Joy"</title><content type='html'>Alleluia!!! Christ is Risen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the most joyful words in the Christian vocabulary - they are the Truth that defines us and the mystery that every other event in the Christian liturgical year points to. Because Christ has risen from the dead, we need fear nothing. In the resurrection of our Lord, God proves once and for all that NOTHING can destroy love. It is a huge gift and a mystery that takes our entire lives to live into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Easter is such a complex mystery, the Church takes the fifty days between Easter and the Day of Pentecost to ponder together what Christ's rising from the dead means for us. We hear accounts of the resurrection appearances to the disciples and we think about the sacraments so that we can discover how we are to live our lives as members of Christ's risen body. The Sundays between Easter and Pentecost tell a story and we invite you to bring your children to Church and Church School these next several Sundays to join us in the wondering and celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some thoughts from Joe Russell's The New Prayerbook Guide to Christian Education that will help you share the themes of Easter with your children at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus has risen from the dead. We have everlasting life because of Jesus' resurrection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- God's love is stronger than death. Because of God's love, we do not have to be afraid to&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Easter is about new life coming from what appears to be death and that new life is full of surprises and new possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We receive Jesus' new life at our baptisms, and during the Easter season, we think about&lt;br /&gt;what our baptisms mean in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these themes help you talk easily with your children about what Easter means. Many families have Easter traditions that help make visible to their children the importance of the Easter message. I would love to hear how your family shares in the Good News of Easter. Please leave a comment and we can share how we tell the story of the Easter Triumph as families at Sudbury United Methodist Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-1498725133069312913?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/1498725133069312913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-triumph-easter-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1498725133069312913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/1498725133069312913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-triumph-easter-joy.html' title='&quot;Easter Triumph, Easter Joy&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8847091756117665539</id><published>2010-03-14T14:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:02:39.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/S50xlbTp6cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9hTbfGpDCw/s1600-h/Good+Friday+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/S50xlbTp6cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9hTbfGpDCw/s320/Good+Friday+image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448565643243284930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           GOOD FRIDAY INTERGENERATIONAL WORSHIP&lt;br /&gt;                               Friday, April 2, 2010 7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all of the days on the Christian calendar, Good Friday is the one that tends to be the most difficult to observe.  What is so “good” about Jesus’ dying on a cross, after all?  The “good news” of the crucifixion is that the Easter Resurrection cannot happen without it.  The central truth of Christian belief is that Jesus died for us on the cross and that he was raised from the dead.  The Easter message has little to say to us if we have not experienced Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adults often have trouble with Good Friday and it is particularly difficult to observe this holy day with our children.  We don’t want to frighten them.  Yet, no matter how young they are, our children know that evil exists in the world.  How much more important it is for Christian adults to invite our children to share the “good news” that in his dying for us, Jesus destroys not only death, but assures us that love - not evil – has the last word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Good Friday worship this year will invite each of us – no matter our age – to join Jesus on his triumphal ride in Jerusalem, to be fed by him at the Last Supper and to have him wash our feet.  We will carry his cross, wait with him in his tomb and finally, briefly, glimpse the Resurrected One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This service is neither frightening nor maudlin.  The events of Jesus’ last week and the accounts of his death and resurrection are told honestly, in accessible language, and with appropriate music.  This is a deeply moving and powerful service that takes under an hour and is as meaningful for adults as it is for children.&lt;br /&gt;We invite God’s children of all ages to join us for this worship service beginning in Hawes Hall at 7:00 PM.  There will be a special activity for our children as we open, the choir will offer us their musical leadership and we will begin our journey to the cross with Jesus by walking to the Sanctuary together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions or would like some help discussing Holy Week with your children, please give Dr. Elizabeth Windsor a call (978-453-4351. EXT. 208) or send her an email (drelizabeth@sudbury-umc.org)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8847091756117665539?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8847091756117665539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8847091756117665539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8847091756117665539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rGZ4Yc5ANXY/S50xlbTp6cI/AAAAAAAAAA4/E9hTbfGpDCw/s72-c/Good+Friday+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-7445930035226879619</id><published>2010-02-28T12:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:49:05.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Train Up a Child in the Way He Should Go . . ."</title><content type='html'>So begins verse 6 of the 22nd Psalm.  The verse finishes,"and when he is older, he will not depart from it."  As an educator in the Church, that verse is always floating around in my head, but it was the focus of my thoughts today.  At SUMC, we worship this morning was led by our youth.  Many of our teens offered their gifts as liturgists, ushers, preacher, children's homilists, readers and musicians.  As it always is when youth stand before us in the Sanctuary, it was a special blessing to see the image of Jesus emerging in these young people whom we have watched grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Sunday often reminds us that time passes quickly.  Many of us remember these young people's baptisms.  Now, they stand before us - tall, poised, literate and accomplished.  They have a message to share about their experience of Jesus and where they meet him both in the Church and in the World.  They invite us to look with new eyes on the world and the faith we have passed on to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are proud of our young people on Youth Sunday, but I wonder if when we look we see beyond the surface of our pride in them.  Our children and youth live in a world many of us could never have imagined.  In Sudbury, these young people lead lives of privilege; they play every sport known, belong to drama, choral and musical societies, they learn in an excellent school system with plenty of worthy projects in which they can be involved, they have every recreational device known to God and man, and the opportunity to travel and vacation far from home.  When we look at these young people, there lives seem full of opportunity.  What could they need from us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The major task of teens is to form an authentic identity.  A common myth of our culture is that teens need to move away from adults into their network of peers to do this work - and so, against our own judgment at times, we let them wander off into the Youth culture, praying they will be safe and make it back to us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The myth is WRONG. Yes, teenagers need to move away from family for a bit during this time.  But it is not only their peers they need to shape their adult identity.  They need a constant group of trusted (by both kids and their parents)group of mentors who will keep them company on their journey of discovery.  These adults help our young people learn the skills of adulthood; how to plan and carry out, how to make good decisions and what to do when they fall flat on their faces, how to resolve conflict, what questions to ask so that they act in accordance with their own beliefs.  And they need Christian, faith-filled adults who will not tell them what to believe, but who will share what they have learned on their own journeys of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a special kind of adult to continue the "training up" our young people.  Might you be one of those special folk with the call to mentor our youth?  If you are, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-7445930035226879619?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/7445930035226879619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/train-up-child-in-way-he-should-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7445930035226879619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7445930035226879619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/train-up-child-in-way-he-should-go.html' title='&quot;Train Up a Child in the Way He Should Go . . .&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-7452899046912806451</id><published>2010-02-21T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:59:48.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>“We Dwell in Possibility”</title><content type='html'>My maternal grandmother, my Nana Windsor, was my best teacher in the faith.  She always wore an apron in the pocket of which she kept a small, well-worn New Testament.  Her favorite Bible verse was Matthew 19:26b, “But with God all things are possible.”  She quoted this verse so often that it became somewhat of a family joke.   But when times got tough, our first response was “With God all things are possible.”  And you know what?  It was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my doctoral program under the tutelage of a wise, powerful, African-American, ordained Presbyterian woman, the Rev. Dr. Joan Martin.  As my doctoral colleagues and I looked at the mountains for work ahead of us and ran into the usual roadblocks of dissertation writing, Joan began every pep-talk or period of taking us to task with, “We dwell in possibility” – a phrase not just from Matthew, but also found in an Emily Dickson poem.  And sure enough – as we shifted our outlook from the stress of producing flawless academic prose to the work the Holy Spirit inspired within us, we did begin to see that we did, indeed, “dwell in possibility.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nana and Joan taught me much about looking at the difficult, the challenging, the complicated pieces of life, through the lens of “possibility.”  It seems to me that Lent is a place where we can practice “dwelling in the possible”.  So much Christian teaching is full of negativity around Lent.  Lent IS a time of penitence, of self-reflection, self-denial, prayer and study, but these are the tools, not the goals of Lent.  Through these tools, we are invited to experience the “possibility” in being God’s people.  We are invited to move away from distraction and catch the glimmers of what God intends for the new creation always in process around us.  Silencing the usual din of our lives, we find ourselves called into the “possibility” of walking with Jesus and becoming co-creators of the Kingdom of God.  Now THAT is “dwelling in possibility!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Possibility” has changed my and my family’s Lenten practice.  Yes, we do the prayer, discipline and study, but we also find ways to celebrate the “possible.”  It has become our tradition to begin again our family walk (discontinued in the snow and ice) as the days lengthen and pick up the trash we find along the roadside as we go. By caring for the part of the Kingdom in our corner of the neighborhood, we offer our stewardship of God’s creation as a light for others to follow.  We volunteer on the Saturday’s in Lent at our local animal shelter for the same reason – we “dwell in the possibility” of God’s Kingdom where all are loved and cared for, even the tiniest of creatures. And in the living of it, we make it real for others to see and follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lent, I invite you to “dwell in possibility.”  Let your prayer lead you to something concrete that you and your family can do to show others what is “possible with God.”  Invite a lonely neighbor for a tea party, shop or make a meal for Rosie’s together, spend some time reading to folks at the nursing home.  In each of these small ways and in countless others, we are beacons of God’s love that point to the “possibility” inherent the Kingdom of God.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Emily's poem as well:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Dwell in Possibility&lt;/span&gt;  By Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I dwell in possibility-&lt;br /&gt;A fairer house than prose- &lt;br /&gt;More numerous of windows-&lt;br /&gt;Superior for doors-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of chambers as the Cedars-&lt;br /&gt;Impregnable of Eye-&lt;br /&gt;And for an Everlasting roof&lt;br /&gt;The Gambrels of the sky-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of visitors – the fairest-&lt;br /&gt;For Occupation- This-&lt;br /&gt;The spreading wide of narrow Hands&lt;br /&gt;To gather Paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-7452899046912806451?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/7452899046912806451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-dwell-in-possibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7452899046912806451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7452899046912806451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-dwell-in-possibility.html' title='“We Dwell in Possibility”'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-2312473707327507764</id><published>2010-02-14T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:23:08.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"To Observe a Holy Lent"</title><content type='html'>I know the Christmas pageant was only yesterday, but suddenly, Ash Wednesday is upon this coming Wednesday, and with it comes the Church's ancient practice of inviting us to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;observe a holy Lent; by self-examination and repentance; by prayer, fasting and self-denial; and by reading and meditating on God's Holy Word.&lt;/span&gt; (UMH Book of Worship, 322).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have grown up in other faith traditions that stress the penitence of the Lenten season, others of us have some vague recollections of ashes on foreheads and giving up chocolate and for some us, Lent is an entirely new experience.  So here are a few thing to share with your children about the Lenten season and some practices you may choose to adopt during this season of growing closer to God that culminates in the celebration of the joyous resurrection of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, Lent seasonally makes sense.  The word "Lent" comes from the Anglo-Saxon word, "lencten" which means, "as the days grow longer."  Increasing light fills our days as we walk the Lenten road, reminding us that although we may struggle now, we are continually moving into the light of Christ that will blaze brightly again on Easter Eve at the Great Vigil of Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color the Christian church has traditionally used to observe the Lenten season is purple - a color that represents both the kingship of Jesus and the color of penitence.  "Repent," the root word of "penitence" is translated three different ways in the Greek of the New Testament.  The one we are inviting God's Holy Spirit to work in us during Lent, is "metanoia" - a "turning around." The purposes of reflecting on what we have done wrong is not to make us feel bad about ourselves, the purpose is to create "metanoia" - a refocusing and turn of our hearts and minds to the love and purposes of God. Making a purple paper chain for your kitchen table can be fun to do with your kids and can remind us each day that Lent calls us to "turn around" toward God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition of giving up things for Lent arose out of the need for a practice to help us turn our hearts and minds back to God, so for generations of the Church, Christians have been invited to let go of the things that separate them from the love of God and the love of each other.  The purpose of giving up something is not to make us virtuous, but give space in our lives in which the Holy Spirit might work in us. Try turning off the television, ipods, computers, blackberries,etc. one night during Lent when the entire family is home and see what happens.   Some Christians do not find "giving up" things helpful, but rather take on new things that will draw them closer to God or to loving others.  This is a good time of year to volunteer with your kids at the local pet shelter or reading to folks at the local nursing home.  Often times we meet God in the new practices we begin during Lent and they become habits we keep even after Lent has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent begins on Ash Wednesday.  The ashes used for imposition are made by burning the Palm branches left over from the previous year's Palm Sunday celebration.  They are marked on our foreheads in the sign of the cross with the words, "You are dust - and to dust you will return."  The practice of dumping ashes on the head goes back to the life of the Israelites when ashes on the head were a symbol of remorse and repentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent last for forty days, but you have to know the trick the Church uses to calculate those forty days because otherwise, Lent is longer!  You count only the six days of the week - Sunday is always considered to be a "little Easter," so it doesn't count toward the forty days.  And Holy Week which begins on Palm Sunday is not counted either.  Does forty sound familiar?  The forty days of Lent represent the days Jesus spent being tempted in the wilderness following his baptism, but forty is a biblical number:  during the flood, it rained for forty days and forty nights, the Israelites wandered in the wilderness for forty years, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, the short course on Lent and Lenten practices.  What are some of the ways in which your family observes a holy Lent?  Be sure to post a comment and share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-2312473707327507764?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/2312473707327507764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-observe-holy-lent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2312473707327507764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2312473707327507764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-observe-holy-lent.html' title='&quot;To Observe a Holy Lent&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6191363517318773720</id><published>2010-02-07T14:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:53:51.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fill the Earth and Subdue It"</title><content type='html'>"In the beginning when God created" - so begins Genesis, the first book of the Bible.  The Christian story starts with the Creation.  God separates the waters, the day and night, and fills the Earth with plants and animals. We are given the image of a lush and fertile world, balanced and in harmony as God intended it to be. Finally, as the crown of creation - or so we are told - God creates "humankind in our image; according to our likeness; and let[s] them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the wild animals of the earth, and over every living thing that creeps upon the earth" (Genesis 1:26).  And from about that point on, things begin to go down hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creation narrative ends with the expulsion of the man and the woman from the Garden of Eden as punishment for having eaten of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil.  The world so lovingly created by God begins to tilt out of balance because of human disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear much about global warming, climate change and declining resources in our world, and there are many at this present moment who are working for ecological justice, trying to turn back the centuries of misuse and abuse of the Creation before it is too late.  It doesn't take a degree in theology to wonder if humankind took "dominion over" the Creation far too literally to heart.  And there is a strand in Christian theology that pushed the notion that because humankind was at the top of the created order and had been given dominion over the creation by God, humankind could do whatever it liked with the stuff of Creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know now that we got it wrong. "Dominion over" was not intended to be license to destroy.  We were meant to care for the Creation the way our God who created us in God's image would have.  So how do we begin to do this?  How do we move ourselves away from "dominion over" toward "harmony with?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent is fast approaching and will begin in the middle of the school vacation week with the traditional words of the Ash Wednesday service, "Remember that you are dust and to dust you shall return."  We are not set above the Creation; Ash Wednesday reminds us we are part of that Creation.  Lent is historically the time when Christians have been asked to examine their lives and their practices to identify where we have strayed from God's purposes and to turn ourselves back to the life God calls us to lead.  The theological term for this process is "metanoia" a Greek word that means "to change one's mind," but is interpreted in the New Testament as "repent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lent, the Social Justice commission invites us to use the Lenten time of reflection and return to focus on our relationship with the Creation.  We are invited to participate in a "Carbon Fast" - helping us to live in right relation with the world that God has so lovingly made and with the other members of humankind God created. Your children should have come home from Church today with material about the fast and some ideas about one thing each week they can do differently to reduce carbon emissions and help the Creation to heal and begin the long return to balance and harmony.  Please spend some time with your children talking about what you can do, not only during the Lenten season, but going forward in your lives as a Christian family.  The Social Justice commission will have a place set up in Hawes Hall to record your family's ideas and practices.  Be sure to join in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6191363517318773720?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6191363517318773720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-earth-and-subdue-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6191363517318773720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6191363517318773720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-earth-and-subdue-it.html' title='&quot;Fill the Earth and Subdue It&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-7258426019130247646</id><published>2010-01-31T13:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:56:42.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Tragedy with Kids</title><content type='html'>The massive human tragedy we have been witnessing in Haiti these past several weeks gives rise yet again to what theologians have always called "the Theodocy Question":  How can a benevolent, loving, all-powerful God permit evil to happen?"  I suspect human beings have been asking this question since the beginning of time.  In the past several weeks, I have seen newsletters and websites that offer help in talking through this question with older elementary age children and teens, but the experts have largely been silent on this question as we try and talk with our youngest children about why bad things happen to good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a tendency as parents and church professionals to want to shelter our kids from upsetting, scary and painful things - and in many cases, we should spare them from information that is not developmentally appropriate for them.  I remember back to September 11, 2001 when Church professionals were advised to remind younger children that the were safe and nothing was going to happen to them.  It was a natural piece of advice, but not a healthy or useful one. Children were already aware that something truly evil and horrible had happened.  NOT honestly talking with them about what had happened and where God was present to us in it took neither their questions nor our Christian faith seriously. They KNEW evil had happened and it was our job then to proclaim the Gospel truth that God is with us in our suffering and is ALWAYS at work in ways both seen and unseen to redeem it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is now with Haiti.  We have witnessed an humanitarian disaster of almost incomprehensible dimensions that goes far beyond the actual earthquake.  One of the poorest countries of the world to begin with, bad government, abject poverty and lack of resources were already at work long before the earthquake(s) hit. What we are seeing boggles the minds of adults, never mind children.  So what do we say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things that might be helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Children will think somewhat concretely about the facts - particularly the bodies.  So many bodies - maybe some of those of people they know - will not be recovered.  No one knows where they are.  This troubled children after 9/11 too.  Reassure your children that whether or not we know where the people are, GOD DOES!!!  Every soul is know to God and God does not lose track of anybody.  One of the most moving pieces of art I saw following 9/11 was drawn by a 5th grade girl.  In it, the two towers were burning and people were jumping from the buildings, but they were not falling down.  Above the Towers was a larger-than-life-sized Jesus with his arms outstretched and he was collecting the people in his arms. Jesus stands above Haiti too with his arms outstretched carrying souls home to the God who created and loves them in both life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reassure children that God does NOT will suffering. EVER.  Jesus died once and for all on the cross to put an end to suffering.  God does not want people to hurt each other or be hurt.  No one in Haiti did ANYTHING to bring such massive suffering upon themselves.  Our world does not yet look the way God intends it to be; the creation has yet to be perfected.  As Jesus reminds us in Matthew's Gospel, "for He makes the the sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous."  Tragedy happens to good people; bad people experience joy.  It is all a part of the human condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Christians believe that Jesus will return at the end of time as we know it and the full Kingdom of God will bloom.  But that does not mean that Christians get to sit and twiddle their thumbs until Jesus' comes again in glory.  As Theresa of Avila wrote in the 13th century, "Christ has no body but yours, No hands, no feet on earth but yours,Yours are the eyes with which he looks Compassion on this world, Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good, Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world." WE are the ones who bear Christ to the broken and hurting in this world. so get your kids and your family involved in doing something to help.  Collect cans and recycle them and then donate the money you collect to UMCOR.  Help sew blankets, collect medical supplies, etc.  And remember, that while Haiti is at the forefront of our attention, suffering is all around us.  The local food pantry still needs staples, the local pet shelter still needs folks to exercise pets and clean up after them.  There are ALWAYS opportunities to serve as Christ's hands and heart.  Actively engaging in this will help your children move through the sense of powerlessness we all feel when such a huge tragedy strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is not silent when tragedy strikes.  God grieves with the suffering and moves the hearts of those who can be inspired to bear witness to and to ease the suffering of others.  As John Westerhoff writes, "God has created a world in which God can accomplish nothing without our help and we can accomplish nothing without God's help."  YOU and YOUR children are Christ's hands in the world.  Serve and remain confident in your heart that God is using you and your children in the plan for the redemption of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-7258426019130247646?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/7258426019130247646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/talking-about-tragedy-with-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7258426019130247646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/7258426019130247646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/talking-about-tragedy-with-kids.html' title='Talking about Tragedy with Kids'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-9929030710052864</id><published>2010-01-24T14:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:50:11.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's God's Story; It's Our Story</title><content type='html'>This morning, we presented Bibles to our 3rd graders.  This is a tradition, not only at SUMC, but at many other protestant churches.  When our children reach the age where they are able to read with some fluency, we present them with the Holy Bible.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked the children this morning what they had just been given, one of them answered, "The Holy Bible." I pushed further and asked, "But what IS it?" Well, 3rd graders standing in front of a whole group of grown-ups aren't the most vocal of folks, so I answered the question, "The Bible is the Story of God's love affair with human beings. It is the story of how God comes close to us and we come close to God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to devalue "story" in our culture, thinking that "stories" are some how not quiet real.  They are "make believe" and so not rational and we dismiss them as untrue.  But that totally misses the point of what "Story" is intended to be. Jerome Berryman, Director of the Center for the Theology of Childhood describes the purpose of story this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stories are where all of us, children and adults, find our identity, our&lt;br /&gt;     family. Stories are where we challenge the deadly messages of the powers-&lt;br /&gt;     that be; whether greed and overwork or poverty and powerlessness, that rob&lt;br /&gt;     our lives of relationship and meaning.  Stories are where we integrate the&lt;br /&gt;     experiences of our lives into powerful acts of recognition, celebration and&lt;br /&gt;     meaning as we make our way through time and space.  Through story, we invite   one another to make meaning of our world and ultimately of our lives . . .to carry stories within us is to become wisdom-bearers, God-bearers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episcopal priest (and professor of Pastor Joel’s at Duke), John Westerhoff, builds on this understand of story as he thinks about the Christian Bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sacred stories speak to our deepest, unconscious longings and questions, our&lt;br /&gt;     problems and predicaments, our inner and outer struggles in human life.  They   exist in the form of truth that only intuition and imagination can provide, truth just as significant and real as that which comes through logical analysis and scientific probing.  The biblical story is a symbolic narrative.  That is why it enlightens us about ourselves and fosters our growth.  It offers meaning on varying levels and enriches our lives in countless ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story told in the Christian Bible – that Story of God’s love affair with us and our response of love back to God – is THE meaning-making vehicle for Christians in all times and in all places.  And it is quite the Story.  There is nothing any of us experience in our lives that cannot be found in its pages.  As we re-read and hear yet again the Stories of our ancestors in the faith’s struggle to make meaning out of their lives, we invite their struggles to help us make meaning of our lives’ questions, struggles, celebrations and disappointments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So – dig our your Bible and re-visit it’s pages.  Did you have a favorite Bible story as a child?  Re-read and see what it tells you about the adult you have become.  Is there a passage that you have held on to when hope was in short supply and you didn’t know how you were going to get from one minute to the next?  Is there a favorite psalm that sums up how you felt the morning your child was born or the time when your parent died?  Look at those passages again.  Share them with your children.  Talk about what they have meant to you, what they do mean to you and what you hope they will mean to them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian Story is an on-going one.  While in Church language, the canon is closed and we add no more “books” or chapters to the official Story, one book remains uncompleted and continues to be lived out by every generation of Christians.  That book is the Acts of the Apostles, which directly follows the four Gospels in the New Testament.  The Acts of the Apostles is the chapter that tells us of how God’s people are continuing to live out God’s Story.  What will you add to the Story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-9929030710052864?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/9929030710052864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gods-story-its-our-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/9929030710052864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/9929030710052864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gods-story-its-our-story.html' title='It&apos;s God&apos;s Story; It&apos;s Our Story'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6651579622407788037</id><published>2010-01-17T15:05:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:04:34.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering "the Doldrums"</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite children’s books is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth &lt;/span&gt;by Norman Juster.  The story begins when a very bored young Milo returns home from school one day to find a tollbooth kit in his room.  He quickly assembles it, takes the map offered and drives his toy car through the tollbooth.   At once he finds himself in the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Land of Expectations.&lt;/span&gt;  Enjoying the ride he pays no attention and suddenly finds himself in a dreary place called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“the Doldrums.”&lt;/span&gt;  Every thing is colorless.  Neither thinking nor laughing is permitted, and nothing much happens in this very stagnant place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is a great deal more to the story (I’ll let you read it to find out how it all turns out), it seems to me that the first chapters of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth &lt;/span&gt;describe exactly where we find ourselves as the Christmas season gives way to a lengthy, and what can feel colorless, Epiphany.  The Christmas season gives rise to all sorts of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt;.  Each year we struggle to make Christmas more wonderful than the last.  We decorate lavishly, purchase lovely presents to make our children and others smile, we eat more than we should, rush around like mad people to get it all done and then, somehow – Christmas just doesn’t live up to our expectations - often times because we expected that all the bustle, glitter and gifts will fill the empty places inside us.  By mid-January, the second Sunday after the Epiphany, we suddenly discover we have arrived in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“the Doldrums.”&lt;/span&gt;  The Christmas decorations have been put away, the tree has been dragged to its final resting place and the credit card bills have arrived.  We find ourselves agreeing with Milo, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“It seems to me that almost everything is a waste of time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard under all the clutter of what Christmas has come to be in our culture to find the meaning of what Christmas IS for Christians – that miraculous discovery that GOD IS WITH US!!!!  We often feel let down in our Christmas expectations because we haven’t been expecting what we find at the manger. Milo is reminded, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Expect everything, I always say, and the unexpected never happens."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Christmas is not about what we expect; it is the ultimate revelation of the unexpected. God made flesh is both far simpler and way more complicated than we thought we wanted or needed. God’s coming to us in a human baby transforms our human experience.  Our lives are lifted up and made meaningful because our goodness is restored and we realize we have been invited into partnership with God in re-creating the world.  Our lives become far more than a “waste of time.”  But we have to be looking for that truth.  Milo is told, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"There is much worth noticing that often escapes the eye."&lt;/span&gt; Distracted by the glitter and the bustle of what Christmas has become, we miss God being born among us.  What is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"worth noticing"&lt;/span&gt; about the Christmas season, many times &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"escapes"&lt;/span&gt; our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Epiphany unfolds, we continue to catch the glimmers of the truth of God’s transforming love for us.  We yearn for the deeper meaning even though we feel sometimes that we, like Milo, are stumbling around in the colorless miasma of life without joy and excitement.  What lies underneath &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“the Doldrums”&lt;/span&gt; is the fear of disappointed hope in a yearning we are afraid to name.  Yet, we continue to yearn for that meaning in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wise character in The Phantom Tollbooth speaking about meaning and purpose reminds Milo, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“You know that it's there, but you just don't know where - but just because you can never reach it doesn't mean that it's not worth looking for.”&lt;/span&gt;  And that is what the season of Epiphany is about – it is about both our deepest yearning and how we are led to look for it.  But unlike Milo, we KNOW where to look.  The Star that illuminated Bethlehem and led the shepherds and the wisemen to the baby Jesus, still shines for us today.  Gradually, as we follow ray by ray,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; “the Doldrums” &lt;/span&gt;becomes filled with light and in that light, we see the gift we have been given in the baby Jesus and the gifts our hearts make in response.  It is this light that lifts us from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“the Doldrums.” &lt;/span&gt; We may not know what our ultimate destination will look like- and it will be beyond our wildest expectations - but as long as we keep following the Star’s light, we can be confident we will get there. The light will continue to get brighter and brighter the closer we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is your assignment for this Season after the Epiphany.  Get yourself a copy of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth&lt;/span&gt;.  Read it aloud to your kids.  Follow the light, as Milo drives his toy car towards it.  His arrival at the place of light is miraculous to behold and is one of my favorite images of what it means to co-create with Jesus the Kingdom of God.  Let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6651579622407788037?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6651579622407788037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/entering-doldrums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6651579622407788037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6651579622407788037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/entering-doldrums.html' title='Entering &quot;the Doldrums&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-80102069957765227</id><published>2010-01-10T15:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:15:14.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We Welcome You as a Member of the Family of Christ"</title><content type='html'>This morning, we welcomed a new child into the household of God through Holy Baptism.  Baptism is my very favorite thing that happens in Church- I never get through one dry-eyed.  When we as God’s family welcome the child or adult being baptized into our midst and promise to support them and help them grow in the faith, I am always awed by the gift and the responsibility we are given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian truth we claim and the Christian discipline we live is a VERY counter-cultural message in our culture.  Living as a Christian is not now (and never has been) a job for the faint-hearted.  It requires daily practice, constant attention to the Holy Spirit’s directions, Bible reading, a habit of prayer and praise, loving and ethical interactions in our day-today lives, and an abiding sense of whose we are.  We cannot do it alone.  We need the company of other Christians- and that is why at our baptisms the congregation  literally has our backs.  The company of God’s faithful people bears witness to us as we make our baptismal promises. It is there to educate and guide us in sermons and through Church School, invites us into service on behalf of others, and while praying with us, teaches us how to pray.  This loving community encourages us when we feel defeated, loves us when we fail and shares our hurts and joys. You have heard the saying “It takes a village to raise a child?”  Well, it takes a “great cloud of witnesses surrounding us” (Hebrews 2:1) to raise a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this is awesome.  But what happens when that brand-new Christian (usually an infant) goes home?  For generations upon generations, the home was the principal place where new Christians were made.  That is a more than daunting task for many Christian parents.  Many of us were raised with no faith or in religious traditions in which we have ceased to believe.  The cafeteria of beliefs in the world around us calls out from our televisions, computer, ipods and from neighbors and friends.  Just exactly are we to go about the task of raising Christian children at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the easiest way to begin is to set aside a few minutes at the meal time each day where the entire family is present.  You may have to be creative if your family has different start, eating and end times of the day!  Find five minutes in the day when you can all be together and PRAY together.  In our home, we make sure that we eat together – even if it is snack – every day.  This is the prayer we say, “Thank you for this food – for rest and home and all things good.  For wind and rain and sun above, and most of all for those we love.”  Sometimes we say it in parts, sometimes all together.  But it is OUR family prayer.  I even have it posted inside on the door of the cupboard where our snacks live – just as a reminder.  Some families have more time in the morning or evening.  The United Methodist Book of Worship has a section that includes prayers for morning, midday and evening worship beginning on page 568.  Take a look through and see what might appeal to your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a “gratitude” bowl and a “help” bowl on your kitchen table.  Invite your kids and spouse and jot down on a small piece of paper things they are thankful for and things they need help with.  Collect them each night or once a week when you can be together and read them out loud.  Pray together – it could be the Lord’s Prayer or you can simply say, “Lord, hear the thanks and needs of our hearts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtimes are another wonderful opportunity to pray together.  Is there a bedtime prayer your children already know?  You can try, “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep.  Guard me, Jesus, through the night and wake me with the morning light.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most favorite parts of being a parent is blessing my children.  I began when they were babies and as I tucked them into their cribs at night, I traced a small cross on their foreheads and said, “the Lord preserve, protect and defend you.”  I had no idea how formative or meaningful this experience was for my children until I had been in a car accident.  When I came home from the hospital full of painkillers and medicine, as I was drifting off to sleep, my then eight-year-old son crept into the room.  Very gently, I felt him trace the cross on my forehead and whisper, “the Lord preserve, protect and defend you, Mama.”  He said nothing else, just quietly left the room.  It is a joy to bless my children but a gift beyond words or price to receive their blessing of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some small suggestions to get you started on making Christians at home.  Maybe you have some ways your family practices faith at home.  I would LOVE to hear your traditions and rituals.  Please consider sharing them via the comments on this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-80102069957765227?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/80102069957765227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-welcome-you-as-member-of-family-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/80102069957765227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/80102069957765227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-welcome-you-as-member-of-family-of.html' title='&quot;We Welcome You as a Member of the Family of Christ&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8853108157639351382</id><published>2010-01-03T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:45:23.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>The Christmas season comes to a close on January 6th, the Feast of the Epiphany.  This celebration marks the arrival of the Magi or Wise Ones in Bethlehem.  "Epiphany" is a Greek word that means "manifestation," "revelation" and "showing."  In the Christian context, it is a celebration that God's revelation in Jesus is for ALL people of ALL nations and tribes for ALL time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Feast of the Epiphany is celebrated on one day (usually the Sunday before January 6 at SUMC), the time between the Feast of Epiphany and Ash Wednesday is known liturgically as the Season After the Epiphany.  The symbol of the Epiphany season is the five-pointed star and the seasonal color is usually green representing our on-going life as disciples of Jesus.  The Feast of the Epiphany is a "white" Sunday of celebration and there are two other "white" Sundays during this season: the Baptism of our Lord and Transfiguration which occurs on the Sunday before Ash Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Epiphany Season, the readings we hear in Church focus on Jesus and his disciples.  We follow Jesus through his baptism into his ministry to and with the disciples.  These are important lessons as they teach us that because we are baptized as Jesus was baptized, we too are disciples who both learn from Jesus and who share, teach and preach the Good News to others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to celebrate the Epiphany Season at home.  You can make a "Kings Cake" (see http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,1841,151162-249201,00.html) and learn the varying traditions surrounding the cake by a quick reading of Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/King_cake).  Many Christian cultures emphasize Epiphany rather than Christmas as the time for gift giving.  Take your kids to the library and do a little research about el Dia de los Reyes!  Try out some of the customs and traditions and share what you learn as a comment on this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Epiphany to you all!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8853108157639351382?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8853108157639351382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/epiphany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8853108157639351382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8853108157639351382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2010/01/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-3909015380053239776</id><published>2009-11-29T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:14:52.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnant with Possibility</title><content type='html'>I suspect that I am one of the few people who love the short days and the early nights. Ever since I was a little girl, I have yearned for the darkness and silence of December evenings. The dark is luscious, rich, deep, and I feel enveloped and held by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t until I was in my teens that I became aware that the time of early darkness coincided with the season of Advent. Suddenly, my love of the darkness made sense to me. I am such an extroverted personality – and I have been all of my life – that it is difficult for me to be still, to wait, to be contemplative. As the darkness creeps in around 4:00 PM, I can feel my body go quiet and still. Without willing it, without any work on my part, I find myself still and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now that what I wait for in the stillness is the fullness of God to grow within me. For me, the darkness is pregnant with possibility and hope. As I rest in the silence, God’s voice gets stronger within me. My deepest yearnings surface and I find myself looking at my self and my gifts in new ways. I see the world more clearly and I begin to puzzle out how God might be asking me to make a difference, to contribute more to the world around me, to be a light that shines in the darkness. The themes of Advent echo through the darkness to me in an almost embodied way. I feel the rhythms of new life pulsing inside me. It is holy time.  Advent is a 'waiting" time - a purple season when we prepare for the coming of Jesus.  We remember God's coming to us in the form of the baby Jesus and we await the day of Jesus'coming again. In the words of the new song the children are learning this year, we, "Get Ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Advent, I invite you to let the darkness envelop you and your family. Rather than try to cram as much as you can into the holiday season, let the early coming of night wrap your family in a cocoon. Light your Advent wreath at dinner, hold hands as you pray together and linger a few moments before dashing off to making lunches for tomorrow, catching up on email/voicemail and starting the kids off on their homework. Just rest in each other and the candles glow. Don’t direct the conversation or feel like you must accomplish anything productive. Just BE together and let the Holy Spirit fill you and yours. Wait. See what happens. Something new will come of it in God’s time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-3909015380053239776?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/3909015380053239776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/pregnant-with-possibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3909015380053239776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/3909015380053239776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/pregnant-with-possibility.html' title='Pregnant with Possibility'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-2911534821452062808</id><published>2009-11-20T08:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:17:32.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Enough</title><content type='html'>In this busy, stressful, competitive world of ours, we are focused on performance. What we do - and how well we do it - defines us. Or so we think anyway. We worry about what our friends, our families, our neighbors, our bosses and a host of other folks think of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is a time when we get to take a breath and realize that God does not judge us on our performance. God loves us simply because we ARE - each of us a unique creation reflecting "the image and likeness" (Genesis 1:26) of our Creator. This is where the heart of our thanksgiving prayer comes from - a realization that God loves us and gifts us with our talents, our livelihoods, our children, our homes, our food, etc simply because God LOVES us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago in this space, I spoke about the different kinds of prayer.  One type of prayer is “Thanks!”  Meister Eckhart, a German philosopher who lived during the Middle Ages wrote, “ If the only prayer you say in your entire life is ‘thank you,’ it would be enough.”  Prayers of thanksgiving are the easiest ones to say, yet they are also the easiest ones to forget to say.  Our constant pursuit of perfection blinds us to what is already more than “good enough” in our lives.  We miss the moments of gratitude as we move from expectation to expectation in our over-full days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of this myself.  As I balance the demands of life in the parish with life in the family, I am focus on the next task to be done.  Did I get the Chronicle article written? Is the laundry load ready to go into the dryer?  Do I have time to return that email before I get my 4th grader launched on his homework?  And what are we going to have for dinner? I spend a lot of my time wondering if I will ever get it all done – and if I will get it done well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the doing of all that, I forget to notice what is good in my life – I have work I love, a child overcoming learning disabilities with the help of a wonderful support system, a family to gather around a table that has plenty of good food on it.  When I take a moment to give thanks for these blessings, I realize that the world will not end if the laundry isn’t folded and put away at once, that it doesn’t really matter if I send the email now or if I send it an hour later and that the homework will still get done if I take a moment to sit quietly with my son and just enjoy who he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God neither expects nor requires perfection. God asks only for grateful hearts sharing love with others. So this Thanksgiving week, stop worrying about whether or not the turkey will be dry or if there will be enough mashed potatoes - come to your Thanksgiving table with a grateful heart. You will not leave empty - and it will be more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-2911534821452062808?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/2911534821452062808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-than-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2911534821452062808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/2911534821452062808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-than-enough.html' title='More Than Enough'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-8313944123689604242</id><published>2009-11-14T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:25:27.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children and Worship</title><content type='html'>Parents of 4th - 7th graders will be receiving a letter this week inviting your children to serve as worship leaders by joining the SUMC acolyte team.  The Worship &amp; Ministry Commission wants to revive this tradition during our Sunday morning worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "acolyte" comes from the Greek word "akólouthos" meaning "follower."  The same Greek word is used in Mark 6:34, "If any want to become my followers, let them take up their cross and follow me."  An acolyte is first of all one who follows Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the context of worship, acolytes are also leaders.  Their following of Jesus calls them to serve at worship, bearing the light of Christ into the sanctuary and lighting the candles as we begin worship. At the conclusion of the worship service, they extinguish the candles burning on the altar, while they continue to carry the flame of light back down the aisle for us to follow out into the world to love and serve in Jesus' name.  This is an important way of following Jesus and an important way of serving the congregation through leadership in worship.  The call of children to lead in the Church is written in our scriptures, Isaiah 11:6 tells us, "And a little child shall lead them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big believer that children of all ages should be invited and expected to serve and lead at worship.  We are NEVER too young to learn that our gifts have a place at the altar, that the gifts given to us by our loving Creator God should be gratefully offered back God with praise and thanksgiving.  Leading as acolytes, singing in the choir, reading the scripture lesson the day, serving as ushers are all important ways that children find their place in the household of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are presently recruiting 4th - 7th graders to join this important ministry.  Please contact John Iberg  (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jwi0841@verizon.net&lt;/span&gt;) if your child is interested by December 1st.  I will be leading training for our new acolytes on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday, December 6th &lt;/span&gt;immediately following worship and they will be installed in their ministry on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday, December 13th.&lt;/span&gt;  During the service on the 13th, they will be given a wooden cross to remind them that they are picking up their cross as "followers" of Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the parent, godparent or grandparent of a 4th-7th grader, please encourage your children to participate in this important ministry. If you are a member of the congregation, please take a moment to let those you see serving at the altar know that you find their presence meaningful and enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-8313944123689604242?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/8313944123689604242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/children-and-worship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8313944123689604242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/8313944123689604242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/children-and-worship.html' title='Children and Worship'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-100866035006781785</id><published>2009-11-08T13:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:32:44.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks! Wow! Gimme! Oops! Don't Forget!</title><content type='html'>Talking with God and listening for God's response is the beginning of wisdom for all of us.  Jesus prayed often, both alone and with his friends, and left us the perfect prayer, what we call "the Lord's Prayer" as a model for how we can pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition of the Church categorizes prayer into different types.  There are prayers of thanksgiving, prayers of adoration, prayers of petition, prayers of repentance and prayers of intercession.  These are pretty big words, some of them loaded and it can be difficult enough to figure out how to pray them in our own lives, never mind teach them to our children.  But if we get to the core of these different types of prayer, we can describe them as "Thanks!"  "Wow!"  "Gimme,"  "Ooops!" and "Don't Forget!"  Sounds a little less formidable, doesn't it?  And I'll bet you already pray many of these kinds of prayers.  Here are my thoughts on teaching them and praying them with your children at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS! is one of the easiest ways we talk to God. When something wonderful happens to us, it is time to remember that all good things are gifts from God and we need to take a breath and take the time to thank God for blessing us. Thanksgivings are an easy way to begin praying with your children. Grace before meals is an example of a thanksgiving prayer - and they are good models for other "thank you" prayers. The words aren't anywhere near as important as the feeling of gratitude we express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! is another easy and obvious way to pray with your children. When you see a beautiful sunset, hold a new brother or sister for the first time, or play in the first snow of the winter it is easy to be amazed by the world God has created so lovingly. Sometimes the feeling of awe we have is beyond words, but, again, the words aren't what is important. Simply to stand in the presence of God's work and acknowledge that it leaves you breathless is enough. Awe inspires wonder and children are wonderful at wondering. Invite them into the experience with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIMME! These prayers require a bit more negotiation with your children to help them understand. It is always tempting to pray for things we want but don't need. We may want to hit the ball out of the park, but is that really the sort of thing we should ask God for? When your child wants to offer a prayer like this one, we need to gently guide them into the proper way of understanding what God wants for us. There is nothing wrong with asking God to help you use your abilities to their fullest or to be a graceful winner, but to ask to win games, get prizes or to be popular doesn't help us to learn to trust God and to rely on the good things God gives us. Gimme! is a normal desire of human nature, but it is one that needs to be tempered. The Lord's Prayer is a good model (granted, it's wordy!) for what a Gimme prayer might look like - what we ask for reveals our dependency on God and our desire to help make the world the way God wants it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS! Just as we teach our children to apologize to others, we need to teach them to apologize to God. One of the biggest reasons to talk to God is to learn how to be sorry for the things we do that hurt other people, hurt ourselves, hurt the world and hurt God. As we pray Oops prayers we begin to understand what we did wrong, our hearts soften and we learn not only how to ask for forgiveness from others, but we learn what it feels like to be forgiven. God ALWAYS forgives us and can help us to forgive ourselves and others. This one is a life long lesson for all of us and we are never to young to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FORGET! These are the prayers we offer for others - asking God to bless them, to heal them or to help them with some kind of difficulty in their lives. Again, this is an important lesson in being a grace-filled human being that can never be started too early in life. At bedtime we can invite our children to bless those they love by remembering them to God and asking God's blessing upon them. We can help our children pray for the playground bully or the friend who is too sick to come over and play. Life offers many opportunities to pray for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is a gift always available to us - wherever we are, whomever we are with, whatever the circumstance.  It is never too early (or too late) to begin a practice of prayer.  With Thanksgiving just over the horizon, now is a good time to begin counting our blessings.  Make a list of your blessings as a family and start praying! I am sure that praying thanksgivings together will lead you into the other forms of prayer as well. Praying with our children is one of the greatest privileges of parenthood. To see into and share the joys, hurts and worries of our children's hearts is one of those experiences that always leads me to both THANKS! and WOW! prayers. I'll bet you will find it the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-100866035006781785?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/100866035006781785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-wow-gimme-oops-dont-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/100866035006781785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/100866035006781785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-wow-gimme-oops-dont-forget.html' title='Thanks! Wow! Gimme! Oops! Don&apos;t Forget!'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-6630823465686181946</id><published>2009-10-25T13:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:00:31.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Sing a Song of the Saints of God"</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was a little girl, I have HATED Halloween.  It scared me as a child and as an adult, it seems to me to be a celebration of the perversion of goodness.  Ghosts, goblins, witches and "things that go bump in the night" are the manifestations of both our fears and our all too human tendencies to yield to temptation and the darker sides of our humanity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Halloween" is conflation of what the early Church called "All Hallow's Eve." "Hallow" is an Old English word that means "holy". All Hallows Eve falls the night before the celebration of All Saints' Day. Dressing up as saints or sinners,the early Christian community made visible the struggle between good and evil in the world. As All Saints' Day dawns, Christians remember with love those saints of the faith - both known and unknown - who have gone before us and handed on their examples, their wisdom and their love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Halloween is my least favorite day of the year, All Saints' is my FAVORITE feast day of the Christian year.  All of the other festivals of the Christian year&lt;br /&gt;celebrate the wonderful things God has done for us.  All Saints' Day celebrates our response to what God has done for us.  As we remember the faithful who have gone before us, we give thanks for their loving response to God, their witness and for the faith they have passed on to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to think of the Saint's with capital "S's" - St. Paul, St. Peter, St. Francis - but All Saints' also celebrates the saints with the little "s's," the folks whose lives of faith may be known only to us.  In my family, we celebrate All Saints' by placing on our family altar things that remind us of the saints with the little "s's" in our lives: my grandmother's bible, a letter written by a deceased godparent, pictures of the saints who are living among us still.  We give thanks to God as a family for the people who help us know and love Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you and your family to do the same this All Saints' Day.  Remember in love your family's saints.  And then remember that we, too, are the saints of God, made so at our baptisms - just ordinary human beings transformed through water into God's people. New to the Methodist hymnal, I was delighted to find an old familiar and favorite All Saints' hymn, "I Sing a Song of the Saints of God" - hymn #712.  At each refrain, we remember saints of all sorts, "and one was a doctor, and one was a queen, and one was shepherdess on the green" . . . "and one was a soldier, and one was a priest, and one was slain by a fierce wild beast" . . . and one is YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In thanksgiving for the saints among us,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4515490279648922390-6630823465686181946?l=drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/feeds/6630823465686181946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sing-song-of-saints-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6630823465686181946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4515490279648922390/posts/default/6630823465686181946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drelizabethlwindsor.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-sing-song-of-saints-of-god.html' title='&quot;I Sing a Song of the Saints of God&quot;'/><author><name>Dr. Elizabeth L. Windsor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06884434557798582540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4515490279648922390.post-5877711173112986944</id><published>2009-10-18T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:28:20.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About This Blog</title><content type='html'>A cradle Christian, I spoke the language of faith from birth. I have a seminary education and certainly felt comfortable raising my children as Christians. With years of experience as a professional Christian educator under my belt, I was sure that I was up to the challenge of sharing the Christian faith with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine my surprise one Palm Sunday when my then eight-year-old elder son piled into the car after Church and said, "Ok, Mom - So who's Hosanna anyway? I get the whole Father, Son and Holy Spirit thing, but just who is this Hosanna person and how come I haven't heard about him before?" Having processed around the Church that day with his palm branch, my son was sure that "Hosanna" was a previously un-named manifestation of the Holy Spirit that for some bizzare reason we had decided to sing about only on this particular Sunday. Rather chagrined, I explained that "Hosanna" is not a person, but rather a Hebrew word meaning "save now" or "please save." We sing it and say it on Palm Sunday to re-enact Jesus' entry into Jerusalem that final Passover before his crucifixion. He seemed satisfied with my answer, but I drove home wondering just what other bits of confusion about his faith he might be musing on - and I was considerably less impressed by my effectiveness in sharing my faith at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share this story because I think all Christian parents - no matter how strong our faith or whether or not we were raised in the Church - have questions about sharing and teaching faith at home. Even if our children regularly attend Sunday School, they have questions they bring only to us. We want to answer them, but we are afraid we might say the wrong thing, or we don't have the "right" answer or we aren't sure about the answer ourselves. This is perfectly normal in the life of a Christian family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this blog can be a place for us to talk about our questions, to learn together about what it means to make a life of faith as a family and to share the joy and struggles of raising children in the faith. I will post weekly with information about the liturgical seasons, suggestions for activities and prayers to share at home and provide references to websites and books and other media that will help you and your family live a rich life of faith together at home. As you comment and respond, I will get a better sense of what your questions are, of the things that we need more information about and I will know how to better support you and help you support one another as we share the raising of our children in faith as families and as a Church community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So welcome to this new adventure! 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