A Word from the Rector

Friends,

This week’s readings have a kind of quiet heat to them.

Nothing explodes. Nothing grand happens. But everything feels just a little off.
Rotting fruit. Hollow words. A woman doing everything and still feeling alone.
A world that looks fine on the outside, but isn’t holding together the way it should.

If that feels familiar, you’re not alone.

These aren’t stories about bad people. They’re stories about good people losing track of what matters. People trying to be faithful, generous, strong—and still ending up anxious, resentful, tired, or stuck.

And somewhere in the middle of it all, there’s this voice that keeps calling us back.
Not to shame us. Not to fix us.
But to say: Look again. Come sit. Let’s begin there.

If that kind of re-grounding sounds like something you need right now, come.
We’ll make space for it. Together.

I’ll save you a seat,

Alex+