Sara Scheunemann

Leoba may be the most delightful saint you have never heard of. At least, this is how I came to think of her last summer, when I met her in my course readings for Called to Holiness...

Each time I recite the Apostle’s Creed I affirm that I believe in the “communion of saints.” I have often connected these words with the Book of Hebrews’ “great cloud of witnesses” and imagined them cheering me on...

I like snowshoeing. But since I moved south of the Wisconsin border almost seven years ago, there has not been much opportunity to indulge in this winter pastime. A few hundred miles makes a difference in inches of snow received . . .

Sometimes life feels like a perpetual Advent. We are waiting, always waiting. The focus of longing shifts and varies in intensity and significance, but still we wait. Our posture swings from joyful anticipation, to frustrated demands for resolution . . . 

Many of my dreams are an odd jumble of scenes. Someone with an interest in dream interpretation would likely have a field day sorting through the images . . .

Rejoicing with those who rejoice (Romans 12:15) seems like it should be one of the “easy” commands of the Bible. Certainly, the call to rejoice should be a delightful one. . .

Running outside in January is, for me, a treat. I live in the Midwest where it is often too cold, too icy, too snowy, or too dark when I have time to run...

We know very little about Anna, the prophetess. Luke shares a few brief words about her life...