Rising up to cold space?

Wednesday, March 14th. The 22nd day of Lent. I suppose there are numerous ways this could play itself out, but the point is that you and I cannot know what realities exist beyond our feeble...

Toward the Negev

Amazing grace how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found Was blind but now I see. When I was a boy resting in the bosom of my people,...

Let the big people say what needs to be said

A Beginner's Guide to Becoming Episcopalian One of the first things you're going to notice at an Episcopal worship service is all the people processing up and down the aisles. That's how you know the...

For the sake of the one

I read recently that men are statistically more likely than women to be narcissists. The story was in the Washington Post and quoted an article from the journal of the American Psychological Association, so...

I never gave my mind away

Saturday, March 17th. The 25th day of Lent. I never gave my mind to the Church. Never. Even when I was a small boy and every adult that meant something to me was some sort...

Words like rain

If I could hear just one word from you. Just one clear word and everything would change. To hear the church people talk, your words are a dime a dozen and fall like rain...

In the Negev

It's year six and I am officially in the Negev now. And only now am I beginning to understand what is happening to me. I spent the first five years after I left the ministry...

Into the ethers

Apparently I did not leave enough clues that this was satire. Those familiar with my writing would know, but I have word that some did not understand this and were confused. Gay marriage has been...

Meeting Chris

Monday, March 19th. The 27th day of Lent. Tonight I met Chris Chappell for a beer and conversation. When Chris' family joined Covenant Baptist Church in 1990 he was a sophomore in high school. One...

You Ain’t Jesus, Preacher, Part One: The Tower of Babel

Everyone has identity issues now and again. Maybe you don’t know who you are or don’t like who you think you might be. Maybe you’re a little too close to your mother, or maybe...