My Lenten book group is reading the Pope’s Encyclical on Climate Change and Inequality.” In Latin, the Official title is: Laudoto Si, mi’ Signore – a quote from his chosen namesake that translates to “Praise be to you my Lord.” I must confess that if I were writing a book on this topic, its title would be more along the lines of “Oh my God! What now?!” or “Dear Lord, we’re all doomed!”
This Lent we have chosen to offer our daily reflections through the lens of a Lenten discipline of sacred resistance. Today — International Women’s Day — we are putting our reflection into a day of action in support of A Day Without A Woman — a one-day demonstration of economic solidarity.
I have a “to do” list that is filled with all sorts of things, as I am sure you do, too. And the truth is, no matter how many closets, cabinets, drawers, and sheds that I organize and clean — and no matter how many protests I attend or phone calls I make to be part of the sacred resistance … the knot that I have in my stomach is still going to be there. What knot? The one that has been growing in my stomach for the past several months, or if I really wanted to be honest with myself, it has been there for a very long time.
Giving up something for Lent is one time honored choice for a spiritual discipline during the forty day journey to Easter. So is taking something on. This year I’ve decided to take on rather than give up … and here’s a reprise of the Huffington Post piece I wrote explaining how I made that choice.
Written by All Saints’ Senior Warden Jason Lyon for the February issue of Saints Alive, this overview of how our vestry election process works at All Saints Church is great preparation for the upcoming Annual Meeting on Sunday, February 19th.
by Susan Long
One year and 85 days ago, five of us headed to the Bradley International Terminal at Los Angeles International Airport to pick up a Syrian refugee family All Saints agreed to welcome and bring them to a completely furnished apartment in America. Our eyes were full of joyful tears as we watched them walk up the platform to the welcome area at LAX.
When I moved to Pasadena in 2013 for school, I knew I wanted to get involved in a church that had a heart for people and a passion for justice, as well as a strong sense of community. It wasn’t long before I found All Saints and started getting involved, even though I didn’t know anyone there. Although I loved the services and focus on justice, to be honest for the first few months I attended All Saints I still felt isolated—lost in a sea of churchgoers. I would awkwardly hang out on the front lawn in front of the church after services and hope to meet people, but it took time and I wasn’t sure how to connect.