I heard a story this past weekend that bears repeating. A local dignitary was asked to make a speech at an event that brought together folks from an old and distinguished organization. These folks represented the white and black branches of the same group – which have been separated since...
Summertime, and the livin’ is…is…well…it’s weird. As a parent, I’m keenly aware of how I’m trying to make this a good summer break for our daughter, Elora in this time of social distancing. She is an only child and so keeping her connected with peers...
One of the spiritual practices I have taken up over the last year has been to listen to the voices of people of color, particularly the voices of African Americans. I’ve been reading books by black authors, such as Just Mercy by Bryan Stevenson, Jesus and the Disinherited by Howard...
A very long time ago, I was an education major. I ended up graduating with a psychology degree, but enjoyed my education classes, especially the ones which dealt with developmental theory…the study of how human beings grow and change. One of my favorite authors was Jean Piaget, a Swiss...
“Some people feel the rain, others just get wet.” It’s raining again today, and I’m over it. I want to go outside. I want my son to go outside. So that’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to go outside in the rain. We’re going to splash...
I’ve been watching DIY tutorials on hair cutting as the temptation to shed some of this mop grows. Some folks make it look pretty easy—just a pair of clippers and some pointy scissors. Now, I do have a hair appointment, rebooked for me for June 26th, which will be three months since...
It is often said that most preachers are preaching to themselves. We create sermons that not only rise out of our hearts but are also the message we need to hear. So for better or for worse, preaching is often some form of self-therapy. I am not sure how blogs work but during this unique and...
Yesterday was Good Shepherd Sunday…reminding us of one of our favorite images for Jesus. When you are a priest and have to preach about sheep several times a year, you end up knowing a lot about their habits, their quirks and their unique personalities and ways. I must confess, I love...
Who is my neighbor? I have been thinking about neighbors a lot lately. Largely because my physical neighbors are the only people I see with any kind of regulatory these days. I see them walking their dogs, riding bikes, playing outside, doing yard work, and even picnicking. I wave, and...
There is a wonderful prayer in our Episcopal Book of Common Prayer that is intended for someone struggling with illness but eloquently applies to where we are right now. “This is another day, O Lord. I know not what it will bring forth, but make me ready, Lord, for whatever it may be. If...