Weekly Compendium

Last week, I shared a reflection about what happened when I let the patron saint of indie heartbreak (Bon Iver’s Justin Vernon) talk me into being... okay.

Turns out, I spent years treating melancholy like a spiritual virtue and cynicism like insight. But Vernon helped me realize that maybe the most rebellious thing we can do (especially right now) is learn to be genuinely happy — windows down, sunshine on our faces, no hustle required.

This one’s for anyone who’s tired of the grind, skeptical of forced positivity, but still wants to find real hope…

Notes of the week

Homily of the week

Sometimes the most radical thing you can do is... let go.

Last Sunday, I explored Jesus's wild instruction to the 72 disciples: "Take nothing. Say 'Peace to this house.' And if they don't welcome you? Shake the dust off your feet."

What if changing the world has less to do with anxious activity and more to do with peaceful presence? What if the most powerful way to show up for justice isn't from burnout and fear... but from the steady, sustainable place of knowing God shines brightly even in the places we deem despicable?

In a time when just existing can feel exhausting, maybe we need permission to travel lighter. To stop carrying the weight of every injustice on our backs and start recognizing that we can act from love instead of panic.

The harvest is plentiful. The work matters. And with God, we can show up without burning out.

Sometimes the most effective way to heal the world is to stop trying to fix it from a place of fear... and start working from the quiet confidence that the kingdom is already breaking through and - although suffering abounds - we're all in very good hands…