Last Friday was a day designated “Friendship Day.” That made me think about various friends that I’ve had, including one friend who cared for me on one of the most difficult days of my life. She showed her love not through words but through her actions. My husband, Daniel, was in his last hours of … read
In his 1973 poem “Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front,” Wendell Berry admonishes us with these words: “So, friends, every day do something that won’t compute.Love the Lord.Love the world. Work for nothing.Take all that you have and be poor.Love someone who does not deserve it.…Practice resurrection.” That last line stuck with me from the … read
For many of us, one of the hardest or worst things about this pandemic shutdown has been not being able to say goodbye to those who have died. It still feels a bit unreal that I’ll not see Dick Hensley again in that pew where he always sat, or see Kris Wolf ringing bells or … read
“Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.” Friends, those “who have not seen” is all of us. “All who have not seen” covers everyone since the time of Jesus. And “believing” is not about intellectual assent to a particular Christian doctrine but about what we give our hearts to. … read
A few weeks ago I was looking at those first worship videos we made last year, when the great shutdown began. I watched the Easter video, which ended with short clips from so many in our Westminster community wishing each other a Happy Easter, and so many of us said, “See you soon!” That felt … read