I was a church-going veteran by the time I was 10 years old.  My parents made sure we never missed a service.  We were as regular as the mail – “neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night…”.  That means that we were there, even on Good Friday, to listen to the...

Believe it or not, there is someone out there who does not like the season of spring!! The Russian poet and playwright Alexander Pushkin had such an aversion to the season he felt a need to voice his displeasure: Now is my time: I bear no love for spring. The floods,...

It’s rare for St. Patrick’s Day to fall on a Sunday, so we are going to make the most of it at Northwest with a service devoted to all things Irish.   Having never been to the Emerald Isle, I’m a bit out of my depth.  So, I’ve been spending some time this week delving...