Something that I continually marvel at is the power that certain places have over us. Last week we were headed
I have seen many Broadway shows over my lifetime. I have seen big productions. I have seen original casts. I
Life is more interesting when you let God take the lead and see where you end up. That is where the best stories come from. That also appears to be where tattoos come from as well!
“Be not afraid,” 365 times in scripture (I have never counted, but have read that on more than one occasion). In other words, there is a be not afraid for every day of the year.
Here it is. My last epistle for the next four months. Do keep in mind that Chris will be picking
For the last couple of weeks I have started walking us through the plans for the summer. We have talked
Last week we started talking about what is in store for all of us this summer. I started by addressing
So believe it or not, I have just four epistle reflections left before I begin my sabbatical. Now, never fear,
This Sunday is one of my favorite Sundays—Holy Humor Sunday. Now we don’t do this every year, but it seemed
Growing up in Aztec, New Mexico, there was a long-standing tradition for Easter Sunday morning—the Easter Sunrise service at the Aztec Ruins. It was both one of my favorite services of the year and one that I dreaded. I loved the service because it was beautiful. It was beautiful to see the sun rise across the hills. It was beautiful because of the ecumenical nature of the service and people from all different churches gathered together to welcome the morning of resurrection. It was beautiful watching our breath in the cold morning air (Sometimes with snow still on the ground). It was beautiful because there was a tendency for little powerful moments to sneak up on us, like the time a jackrabbit came galloping through the gathered worshippers, surprised to see a crowd of people singing together in his usual haunt. It was beautiful. Then there was the other side of this service. For one, it was a