Tuesday night was the fall equinox, the moment when the light and dark are equal. I had the privilege of praying at the annual Homeless Memorial Vigil hosted by the Shalom Community Center. We gathered around the courthouse with masks on our faces and candles in our hands as Sylvia McNair sang “Precious Lord, Take My Hand.
Read MoreI’m a daytime hiker. I like to know where I’m going and see what’s ahead of me. Even better, I like markers on the trail. When Colin and I hiked Acadia National Park, we appreciated the cairns that kept us on the path.
Read MoreOne of the deep joys of ministry is presiding at the communion table, breaking bread and sharing the cup with all of God’s people.
Read MoreOn an ideal pandemic day, my work scene happens from the couch with my laptop on a pillow, our puppy curled against my hip, and my arm snuggling our 4-year-old as Dinosaur Train blares in the background.
Read MoreWhile I can’t carry a tune in a bucket, I love to sing praises to God wherever I am, especially with the people of God. Methodists are a singing people
Read MoreToday is Juneteenth, the annual holiday honoring Black freedom and resistance on the day the last slaves learned of emancipation in 1865.
Read MoreI started reading the Bible after lying about it. In middle school, I went on a mission trip with friends. At the end of a long day, my friend Julia cracked open the Good Book.
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