by Pam Rempe | Dec 16, 2025 | Imagine the Possibilities, Pursue the Common Good
Originally Published Dec 15, 2021 Every year at our church, we have a Christmas Eve service which is led by the children’s ministry. It is always endearing to see the children in their costumes and Christmas outfits, putting on a program for their parents. They...
by Pam Rempe | Nov 25, 2025 | Pursue the Common Good
It wasn’t all that long ago when I learned that there are different types of listening. As someone who’s come to realize that learning is one of my core values, I can’t say that I’m necessarily ashamed to admit this. However, when it became clear to me...
by Jennifer Prophete | Sep 22, 2025 | Fundraising, Imagine the Possibilities, Pursue the Common Good, Uncategorized
What we learned from our neighborhood gathering experiment in Charlottesville – and how you can host a gathering of your own through our new $50 microgrant. Original newsletter posted on September 17th, 2025 in The Connective Tissue newsletter written by Sam Pressler....
by Pam Rempe | Aug 12, 2025 | Imagine the Possibilities, Neighborhood Well-being, Pursue the Common Good
Every neighborhood and community has a distinct culture. That culture is comprised of those who have lived there, both past and present. There are histories and stories to the places where we live. Some of them are beautiful, and some of them are broken. As we examine...
by Pam Rempe | May 6, 2025 | Imagine the Possibilities, Pursue the Common Good
The Common Good I have a confession to make. Before spending intentional time with “the common good,” this phrase always struck me as inaccessible, overly simplistic, and moralistic. Yet here I virtually stand, to make an adamant case for the common good...
by Pam Rempe | Apr 29, 2025 | Discover the Gifts, Imagine the Possibilities, Pursue the Common Good
Last year, I was talking with my dad about climate activism, and he said, “But I’m not an activist. I don’t go out in the streets and march or anything.” We shared a brief moment of silence, then changed the topic. I reflected on my father’s words and that silence for...
