Chris Yaw

I am a Christ Lover

Chris Yaw

I know, I'm kind of messy - but here goes... I’m an Episcopal priest serving a congregation in Metro Detroit... With a passion for gun safety... A zest for online Christian formation... A zeal for video blogging... A constant writer... A heart for those who have unintentionally harmed... A commitment to workforce housing... A love for marrying people... And an amazing wife, three kiddos and a cat named Sparrow... If you have interests in any of these areas I'd love to connect with you.

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Contact Details


  • St. David's Episcopal Church, 16200 W. Twelve Mile Road, Southfield, Michigan, 48076, USA


  • +011 248-557-5430


  • chris@stdavidssf.org

St. David's

I have served as rector of St. David's Episcopal Church in Southfield, MI for 16 years, join us Sundays in person or via zoom.

Trinity Gun Disposal

Working on the issue of unwanted gun disposal, we've made some real progress in helping rid the U.S. of unwanted firearms.

ChurchNext

Since 2013 we have been helping people learn more about faith through our online learning courses at ChurchNext.

Oakland Housing

Helping middle income families get better housing is a challenge that Oakland Housing has been addressing for 75 years.

Hyacinth Fellowship

Because hurting others hurts us, the Hyacinth Fellowship organizes support groups and reminds us that we are not our worst mistakes.

Yaw Wedding

I have been officiating weddings for more than 20 years and continue to find joy in helping couples build lifelong relationships.

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  • What's Easter?

    What's Easter?



    4-year-old Bridget was in her sandbox playing when she got a headache.

    She went inside to her mother who comforted her, gave her some medicine, and then sent her off again to play. But Bridget soon returned with the same complaint. This prompted phone calls, an Internet search, a drive to the doctor’s office, then a rush to the hospital where it was discovered that Bridget was that one in a million child who had developed a massive brain tumor that was aggressively taking over. Her stunned and shocked parents stood by, unable to fully process the unfolding story. An operation would be done the next morning, and the chances were not good. Their priest was brought in to prepare them for the inevitable – the loss of their only child.

    The 24 hours before the operation brought a roller coaster of emotion to Bridget’s parents who had to try to remain upbeat and hopeful, but having seen the x-rays, remain realists: that this operation was a very, very long shot.  And sure enough, after a four-hour procedure the next morning, the surgeon entered the waiting room staring at the floor. He said he had managed to remove the tumor cleanly, however little Bridget was not able to hang on while she was being patched up. The couple collapsed in tears.

    Before leaving the hospital Bridget’s mother asked if she could see her daughter one more time. An orderly accompanied her to the cold, brightly lit basement where Bridget’s body was being stored. As the orderly pulled out the gurney where the tiny body lay, he noticed something.

    Bridget was moving.

    Emergency staff was rushed in. They were able to revive Bridget. She coughed and cried, but she was kicking. Oh yes, it was a miracle. This 4 year old went on to fully recover. And months later as she played, once again, in her sandbox, her parents looked out at her through the kitchen window filled with unspeakable joy.

    This is Easter.

    It's not about colored eggs and jellybeans, it’s about the thing most dear to us, having gone away, against all odds, has returned. What more need our lives be than testimonies to the joy of that moment?
  • Question Priorities

    Question Priorities



    Are you wasting your time on the urgent at the expense of the important?

     

    What’s busying you right now – is it something that doesn’t matter or something you’re never going to get good at?

    This Sunday, Palm Sunday, you and I encounter Jesus as He takes His final steps to Calvary. And his unwavering focus on the job that’s ahead is incredibly inspiring. Jesus is bound and determined to walk a road He could exit at any time if he wasn’t utterly taken by the importance of the mission.

    What’s your mission? How well are you keeping to it?

    Stop doing the things that don’t matter. Cut out the things you’re never going to get good at. Look soberly at the call on your life and get busy with that.

    If this sounds difficult, challenging, and confrontational, welcome to Holy Week.


  • In 1950 the average size of a new home was 983 square feet – to house a family with 3.37 people.

    Today the average size of a new home is 2,480 square feet – to house a family of 2.6 people.

    We, and our stuff, take up three times more space than we used to – thank God we’re so much happier!

    Except we’re not. Studies show our happiness has flat lined, and one recent study even linked consumption with aberrant, antisocial behavior.

    As Christians we’re not surprised by this. We know what really makes us happy is serving others.

    This Sunday we will hear the story of Mary who gave and gave to Jesus - and Judas, whose obsession with money caused him to criticize her. And you and I are challenged to ask ourselves if we’re spending more time pursuing money and things and less time pursuing relationships and connections?

    We ask right now: how can we love and serve those immediately around me – and let go of our anxieties surrounding things? What can we do right now to release our worry over possessions, believe that God will take care of us, and concentrate on those around us who are hurting and really need us?

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    Suggested Reading
    Leaders Make the Future – Bob Johansen
    Jesus – Marcus Borg
    Daring Greatly – Brene Brown
  • Ode to Ida May

    Ode to Ida May




    “Love is not a victory march. It is a cold and broken alleluia.” – Leonard Cohen

    On Sunday we laid to rest one of our parish matriarchs, Ida May Corner.

    She was there from the beginning and never left us. Few were as devoted to our community as Ida May. That’s why we named our Parish Hall for her and her husband, Al.

    Her place in our parish history was not self-appointed. It was earned. Ida May cared for us, worried about us, laughed with us, and loved us. And she did it for six decades.

    That’s where the Leonard Cohen lyric comes in.

    We can often be tricked into thinking that love is easy or that it is an everlasting feeling. However we know it is neither. Love is born out of a commitment to another that is not swayed by feeling or challenge. This is what Ida May exemplified for us – and this speaks to us today.

    Is our love for our work feeling cold and broken?
    Is our love for another feeling chilled and disconnected?
    Is our love for our children not being adequately reciprocated?

    Relax, all of this happens with love. And none of this need dissuade us from loving. For we march on. The victory will come. Love is our necessary option. Love is our given destiny. The place of alleluia will find itself.

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    Reading
    Generation to Generation – Edwin Friedman
    Evolution of the Word – Marcus Borg
    The Guidebook – NRSV Bible
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