Welcome to St. Anne’s.
We are a vibrant and loving Christian community, where we grow through ministries that challenge our minds, feed our souls, and open our hearts. The light and seasonal beauty of the natural world draw us into worship as we hear God’s word and share the mystery of Christ’s presence together.
Worship with us. Then go with us as we are sent into the world, strengthened for the work of transformation.
Join the fun at 6 pm for cocktail hour and heavy hors d'oeuvres (kid-friendly food will be available, too) while you peruse the silent auction items. Then at 7 pm the talent show begins with a live auction at intermission.
As we go through life transitions, many of us find we need to let go of ministries that once defined our Christian identities but which we’re no longer able to take on. Join us for a conversation about how to live out an active Christian faith at all stages of life.
What’d You Miss?
“If you were to spend much time with the world’s richest, savviest business minds, you would likely be talking about getting into space. What the Internet provided for so many in entrepreneurial exploration, they want to pass along to another generation through space travel. But ultimately, like Columbus, the motive casts a long shadow over the expedition. The only way out of our mess, so the rich and smartest tell us, is to get out of this world.”
“Our pets reveal what we hope and long to be true, for us and for the world around us. It’s not just the existential longing of poets and philosophers; it’s a longing made real and tangible through flesh and fur; slobbering tongue and contented cat’s purr. Through them, the walls in our lives, in our hearts, slowly begin falling horizontal and it is we who are tamed, made gentle, by love; it is we who find ourselves capable of deeper communion.”
“I don’t know whether the fact that the rich man knows Lazarus’s name should be the last nail in the coffin of his condemnation or the first sign of a possible transformation. I don’t know that the rich man, simply by knowing Lazarus’s name, would ever have grown to care for him in that way that he should. But I do know that if he never saw Lazarus’s wounds, never heard his growling stomach, never got proximate enough to know his name—he would never have grown to care for him at all.”