Was Jesus a foodie?

Many of you know that I am a bit of a foodie. I wax eloquent upon tasting a sprinkle of Vietnamese cinnamon on a banana And rhapsodize on the revelatory nature of a hint of toasted cumin in a rice pilaf. One thing I learned quickly as an early cook was the importance of salt. It enhances flavor, providing a layer of taste that other flavors build on. You notice this quality of salt mostly when it’s not there: A chocolate chip cookie without that teaspoon of salt or Pasta cooked without salt in the water is bland, missing something. But add that little bit of salt, and all the sudden, zing! The food has flavor. Salt has many culinary properties: Brining foods like turkey or fish amps up the

Blessed are those who mourn

When I took a break from ministry to stay home to raise my small children, I met my friend Maris. She was a transplant to the area, born and raised in Birmingham, AL. She loved the arts and teaching; she was a broad minded Roman Catholic and a faithful Christian. Most of all, she was great mom and a beautiful person. Maris quickly became like a sister to me. We had playdates several times a week and watched each others’ children. We got together on Friday night, put all the kids to sleep in a big bed upstairs, and told stories or laughed long into the night with our husbands. We cooked meals for each other and shared truck loads of mulch and volunteered at school together. We sang together i

Since some can not make it to church every Sunday, here's a glimpse into the sermons from recent worship services.  


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