I don’t imagine sheep making funny faces while being too shy to “baa” on that very first Christmas, but it’s the imperfections in our retelling of the very human story of Christ’s birth that make our play so perfect.

This year in Bethlehem, we are waiting for a hope that I am not sure I would even be able to believe in anymore, except that it does not entirely depend on us.

Media headlines often invoke only negative images whenever Gaza is mentioned. Yet just beneath these headlines are inspiring examples of love and faith in humanity.

Lighting the Advent wreath is a beautiful tradition, and I'm hoping that how I approach it is more important than how often.

By letting others in, we enable them to do the work of God.

All you can do is what you can do and then the Holy Spirit has to take over.