Congregational singing is remarkable, a gospel response to the world’s brokenness.
Barnaby has been my dog, and I have been his human, for five and a half years now. We know each other pretty well. For example, he knows exactly how many pitiful gazes he can employ when I’m eating without actually crossing the line into begging. He knows that there shall be absolutely no whining […]
Which issue will you choose as the demon that drove the Orlando massacre? Homophobia? Muslim extremism? Mental illness? Racism? Choose your demon. They are legion.
A note before reading: This sermon addresses violence against women. It wasn’t easy to write or to preach, and I couldn’t have done it without the support of an amazing community of religious leaders, many of whom are young female clergy. This sermon owes a lot to one in particular, the Rev. Jennie Chrien. Read […]
Those of you who read the “Mini”-tarian this week may remember that I called today, Holy Trinity Sunday, my least favorite Sunday on which to preach. Not because I don’t like the doctrine of the Trinity—I love the doctrine of the Trinity. It’s just that it’s really super hard to preach on the Trinity without […]
A year of letters to the Holy Spirit, wherein it becomes clear that I have no idea what I’m doing, and God can work with that.
Why did Jesus have to ascend, anyway? Wouldn’t it be delightful if he were still walking with us on the road to Emmaus, and eating breakfast with us on the shores of the Sea of Galilee, and comforting us in our moments of doubt by reaching wounded hands out to us? Wouldn’t that be…better?