Look Up This Lent

Dear Faith Family,

One of the gifts of being back in Kansas is the sky. There is something about a prairie sunset, the horizon set ablaze in orange, red, and purple, that invites us to pause and look up. Creation has a way of preaching, if we are paying attention.

This week offered an added spectacle. Just after sunset, a rare planetary parade became visible. Six planets appeared along the same arc of the sky. They are not truly lined up in space, but from our vantage point on Earth they seem gathered together. Four of them, Mercury, Venus, Saturn, and Jupiter, can be seen with the unaided eye if the western horizon is clear. The moment does not last long. The window is about an hour after sunset.

You have to be looking.

That feels like a Lenten lesson.

Lent is a season of holy attentiveness. It slows us down. It invites us to examine what usually rushes past unnoticed. In these forty days, we practice noticing the presence of God in ordinary places. In busy mornings. In difficult conversations. In acts of quiet generosity. In beauty that appears and fades within the hour.

The planets are always moving in their orbits, whether we see them or not. In the same way, God is always at work, whether we pause to notice or not. Lent trains our eyes and hearts to pay attention. To step outside. To lift our gaze. To trust that even when life feels scattered or out of alignment, there is a deeper order held together by grace.

So this week, I encourage you to watch the sunset. Look toward the western horizon. Let wonder interrupt your routine. The discipline of Lent is not only about what we give up. It is about learning to see.

See you in church!

Peace, Grace, and Love,
Pastor Kevin

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Stardust

Dear Beloved — made from stardust,

On Ash Wednesday morning I had the privilege of marking foreheads with ashes at the church coffee bar — preschool teachers hurrying between classrooms, parents wrangling children, members stopping on their way to work. One by one I traced the cross and spoke the ancient words:

“You are a beloved child of God.
You were formed from dust, and to dust you will return.”

At first those words sound heavy. Dust reminds us of our limits and our mortality. But in Scripture dust is never worthless. It is the very material God chooses to work with — earth shaped by divine hands and filled with breath.

And even science deepens that wonder. The elements that make up our bodies were forged inside ancient stars and scattered across the universe before becoming part of the earth and, eventually, part of us. We are dust, yes — but star-dust.

Ashes do not tell us we are nothing.
They tell us God refuses to work with anything else.

On Wednesday evening I shared a line from Jan Richardson’s Blessing of the Dust: the ashes mark not that we are less than we are, but what God can do “within the dust… and the stars that blaze in our bones.” The sign of ashes is not about shame. It is about calling.

God works with ordinary lives — busy mornings, heavy hearts, wounded relationships, anxious thoughts, distracted attention.

Lent is a season of intention and attention. We notice what draws us toward God and what pulls us away. We lay down what weighs us down — guilt, fear, distraction, habits that dim our hearts — so that we can walk with Christ toward life.

The ashes on our foreheads are an outward sign of an inward commitment: we are choosing the journey. Not trying to become someone new, but uncovering who we already are — beloved children of God, created to reflect divine love in the world.

For these forty days, may we clear away whatever keeps that light hidden and turn again toward the One who formed us, breathes life into us, and leads us toward resurrection.

See you in church!

Peace, Love, and Grace,

Pastor Kevin

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More Than a Valentine

Dear Beloved,

Each February, Valentine’s Day invites us to pause and think about love. We see it in cards exchanged, notes written, candy shared, and small gestures of affection offered to one another. Beneath those familiar traditions is a deeper question worth asking: where did Valentine’s Day come from, and what does it have to do with our faith?

By most accounts, the Valentine behind the holiday was a Christian clergyperson living in the third century Roman Empire. During a time of persecution, Valentine was arrested for aiding Christians and for refusing to deny Christ before the emperor Claudius II. He was ultimately executed outside the gates of Rome, and February 14 became the day the church remembered his witness and martyrdom.

One enduring legend adds a tender note to the story. While under house arrest, Valentine prayed for the healing of a judge’s blind daughter, and she received her sight. Humbled by what he witnessed, the judge converted to Christianity and released imprisoned believers. Valentine himself, however, was later arrested again and condemned to death. On the day of his execution, he is said to have written a farewell note, signing it, “from your Valentine.”

Over time, Valentine’s feast day became associated with courtly love. In the Middle Ages, poets imagined it as the season when birds chose their mates, and writers like Geoffrey Chaucer linked the day with romance. By the 1400s, people were exchanging handwritten “valentines,” and the holiday slowly took on the shape we recognize today.

Today, Valentine’s Day is largely a secular celebration marked by classroom cards, flowers, and chocolate. Love is worth celebrating. Yet as Christians, we remember that love is not something we create on our own. Scripture reminds us, “God is love, and those who abide in love abide in God, and God abides in them” (1 John 4:16).

When we share love through kindness, patience, forgiveness, and care for our neighbors, we reflect the love that first claimed us. May we live as people shaped by that love—not just on Valentine’s Day, but every day.

See you in church!

Grace and peace,
 Pastor Kevin

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Letting Our Light Shine

This week I have been reflecting on the many vocations we carry across a lifetime.

When I look back, my own path has taken some unexpected turns. In the first half-century of my life, I have lived into many vocations — from performer to speechwriter, musician to hospitality worker, small-business owner to community advocate, communicator to fundraiser — and eventually, seminary student and pastor. That is not a straight line. It is a reminder that most lives are not.

We all live into many vocations over time. Some are paid roles. Some are callings we never put on a résumé. Some arrive by choice. Others arrive by necessity. Through all of them, God continues to shape us, equip us, and invite us to share the gifts we have been given.

I see those gifts alive and well at Grace.

I am grateful for those who share the gift of hospitality and cooking, making fellowship warm and joyful. For skilled carpenters who crafted our beautiful pulpit. For artists who help our worship space reflect the seasons of the church year. For those with gifts in finance and administration who steward resources wisely. For musicians who offer their talents in worship. For caregivers who tend to the young and the old. For teachers, organizers, planners, and those who work patiently and persistently for justice and systemic change in our community.

In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus reminds us that we are not meant to hide our light, but to let it shine so that the world may see the good that is being done and give glory to God. The apostle Paul echoes this, teaching that the Spirit gives a variety of gifts, not for our own sake, but for the building up of the whole body.

I believe every one of us has been given gifts to share. And I am deeply grateful for the many ways those gifts are offered, week after week, in the life of this congregation.
May we continue to notice the Spirit at work among us. May we encourage one another to use what we have been given. And may we let our light shine through all our varied talents, in service to God and to one another.

See you in church!

Peace, Love, and Grace,

Pastor Kevin

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Blessings in the Snow

Dear Grace Family,

Last Saturday’s winter storm brought one of those moments that stops you in your tracks. I woke early and looked outside to see a dramatic change in the landscape. A quiet city was wrapped in a blanket of snow. The early morning light caught the untouched ground, and everything sparkled. It was beautiful. I couldn’t resist bundling up and running outside to take a picture of the church, standing there beneath a layer of pristine white.

As I stood there, it struck me as a fitting metaphor for God’s grace. Snow has a way of covering everything, including differences, rough edges, and what is worn or broken, and revealing a new landscape. In much the same way, God’s grace covers us all, saints and sinners alike. Grace does not erase who we are, but it does remind us that we are held, forgiven, and made new.
That same moment also made me deeply grateful for warmth and shelter, and mindful of how many people and animals did not have refuge from the cold. Winter storms have a way of sharpening our awareness of both blessing and vulnerability.

I am thankful for the many ways our community responded with care. Thank you to those who checked in on neighbors, shoveled sidewalks, and shared warm meals. Thank you to those who cleared the church walks, made sure the building was warm and welcoming, and prepared the space so that worship could happen. And thank you to the brave souls who ventured out into the cold to be present in worship. There were only a few of us, but the Spirit was surely in our midst.

I will admit that it was a joy for me to lead worship on guitar and share some of my favorite hymns. It was equally heartening to see so many people join us online. On a Sunday when many churches had to cancel services, it was a gift to worship together, both in person and online, connected by God’s Spirit even across distance and weather.

The snow was a vivid reminder of God’s beauty, both in the transformed landscape of our city and in the warmth shared through hearts joined in worship and hands joined in service. We are truly blessed.

See you in church!
Peace, Love, and Grace,
Pastor Kevin

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