Good Friday turns our attention to the holy mystery of a crucified God. We ponder why God would send love to earth in human form only to let him die as a common criminal. The big theological questions loom on Good Friday as we remember the passion of Jesus and the pain Read More...
“You are drinking chocolate milk even though you gave up sweets for Lent. You are just forming another bad habit,” my 9 year old granddaughter accused her 11 year old sister. It was clearly a taunt. Isn’t it funny how kids can bicker, even over spiritual practices? I tried to intervene and Read More...
I don’t remember how I became acquainted with the work of Krista Tippet. For years I listened to her spiritually reflective interviews with various cutting edge thinkers in science, religion and literature. Her voice was a healing balm to me on long walks as I would plug in her podcast On Being. Read More...
“Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, returned from Jordan and was led by the Spirit in the wilderness, where for forty days he was tempted by the devil.” Forty days. Jesus, our Lord, spent forty days facing trials and temptations, worries and struggles. In a way, it makes no sense that God Read More...
When I woke up to the news of Russia’s military invasion of Ukraine I saw on the map the spots where the initial bombs struck and Odessa was one of the places. My husband's family moved to the United States in the early 1900s from Odessa. They were German but had migrated Read More...
Our congregation hosted the annual senior minister’s conference last week. About 45 Disciples of Christ clergy from across the US met at the Hotel Intercontinental and in our building for three days of presentations by guest speakers and dialogues among the clergy, all of them interesting and inspiring. On the last day Read More...
Square dancing and line dancing; hiking and go-carting; horseback riding and fishing; joking and laughing; golfing and crafting are just a few of the vivid memories my family holds of Christian Community Camp in Colorado. But two memories stand out for me. The first one was when Connor was seven months old Read More...
Stone and stained glass form a church, a physical structure where we gather. Grandmothers and toddlers form a church, a living breathing community singing, praying, sharing bread and wine. Our definition of church has been challenged and stretched during the pandemic. What does it mean to be the gathered people of God Read More...
The new year has begun with a series of disappointments and delays. I had been looking forward to a special midwinter event in Texas for over a year and today it was converted to a “virtual.” As it sunk in that the relational aspect of the event had vanished, I felt hollow. Read More...
None of us wanted to be in this position again. Covid came to two of my three kids' households over Christmas. My friend who is a clinic nurse picked up two weekend shifts on the floor beyond her regular 50 hour a week job because the major medical center where she works Read More...
Santa has a lot of territory to cover. So when our son Connor was a toddler, Santa came to our house on Christmas Eve. Somehow Santa always came by and left some goodies under the tree while we were at the 5:30 Children’s and Family service. This meant that we were on Read More...
It’s the season of gift giving where we try to figure out what glove size Aunt Betsy wears or if cousin Ella already has the soccer thingy she wanted. Is there a way to surprise your spouse with the gift he really wants but has not yet mentioned? All this online ordering, Read More...
I spent last Christmas Eve with 11 folks crammed in my basement watching our candlelight service via live stream. There was a certain charm to it. But this year I eagerly anticipate three in person services with all of you. Advent means waiting and the kind of waiting where we lean forward Read More...
“The surprise is not that, unexpectedly, things turn out better than expected. No, the real surprise is that God’s light is more real than all the darkness, that God’s truth is more powerful than all human lies, that God’s love is stronger than death.” Henri Nouwen As we approach Thanksgiving Day, we Read More...
The last few weeks have been more chaotic than typical. We moved out of our house to have some small rehab projects done. And though we were lavishly and lovingly cared for by local relatives who took us in and fed us and didn’t complain when the stay extended an extra week, Read More...
