Author Archives: staceylittlefield

vision

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From early on in my almost 20 years of pastoring, people in the two churches I’ve served have asked me, “What is your vision?” Vision and strategy, it may surprise you to know, were not taught in seminary. Now, I’m not opposed … Continue reading

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remember that you are dust…

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I did not grow up observing Ash Wednesday. It simply was not a part of the tradition in which I was raised. And when my colleague, Steve, and I first decided to hold an Ash Wednesday service nearly 20 years ago in a joint service of our two congregations, I was nervous. Continue reading

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go and do likewise

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I woke up early this morning with a thought. Clear as day. I am certainly not the first person to think this, of course, but I felt compelled to write it down and share it anyway. What I’m about to … Continue reading

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advent: day one

In the midst of all of the internet cultural warfare over the last few weeks, and no small amount of societal angst, some prayerful reflection for the season.     Not too many days hence, and the Christ will emerge … Continue reading

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detachment

If I could sit on that bench, look back across the green and see myself, then I would be detached, some distance from the false self that is me. What part of me would go and sit there? What part … Continue reading

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like depth in darkness

Yesterday I went to prison. That is, I went to visit someone in prison. When I arrived they were on “lock-down”, so the trip took a little longer than I expected. Once I finally got inside and was assigned my seat … Continue reading

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sheep

Sometimes I feel like a sheep in wolves’ clothing… How can no one see this? Are they blind? Eventually, I’m sure, someone will find me out; they will notice that I’m not what I appear to be (or what I think … Continue reading

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