In the past 12 days, tens of thousands of people in the U.S. have been marching in a pent-up demand for racial justice. During this week, a few have said that they’ve been on the front lines rallying for this change for decades, and they are weary. And, I’ve heard younger people say, “Racism in … read
In this season of Pentecost, there is a sense of powerlessness weighing heavily throughout the United States. Can you feel it? It doesn’t seem to matter whether it’s in the White House, our medical community, the mayor’s office, or the church collectively; it doesn’t feel as if there is a way to move forward, nor … read
Have you heard that there is a new name for the days of the week? They’re now all called “day.” Time is funny right now. For so many, one day really does blur into the next, with little to differentiate yesterday from tomorrow. When I lead noon prayers, I have to look at my calendar … read
This week, on one of my daily walks, trudging through the dim mist, I went past the middle school that both of my sons attended. Though I’ve been by that school many times over the years, I noticed something for the very first time. Etched in stone above the side entrance was this quote, from … read
The story of this woman, Ruth, is a small one in terms of Biblical proportions. No kings, no battles, no one is overthrown, and God doesn’t appear. But it is a large story in terms of the human experience. And like so many of our stories, it begins with grief. Naomi’s husband has died. And … read
“Lying, thinking/Last night/How to find my soul a home/Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone/I came up with one thing/And I don’t believe I’m wrong/ That nobody, But nobody/Can make it out here alone.” (Maya Angelou) So last week, I ended my sermon with these words: “Love will not cure this … read