How do you leave spaces in your looking to perceive what you never expected to find? This is the question posed by my morning prayer. This is the question that reveals every last one of the things eating at my… Continue reading

Once upon a time, when pastors were more like other professionals, pastors attempted to maintain a presence in the church office from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. You know, like normal people do. Except, well, nothing about the pastor’s work… Continue reading

Over ten years ago, I remember sitting in my suite mate’s window seat after my first year in college weeping to my dad. I had called simply to thank him for allowing me to go to this wonderful institution where… Continue reading

On the day of my ordination, I made a bunch of promises. I promised to listen faithfully for the word of God in the scriptures, to pray, to speak the truth in love, to preach as best as I know… Continue reading

I am feeling very reflective lately. More reflective than usual– which is saying something. Things are changing in my life. Everything seems to be changing in my life, actually. This past weekend, I shared in the final board meeting of… Continue reading

I wrote a sermon earlier this week on the profound glory of rest — a reminder that I admittedly need right now as I flurry to pack and prepare for a cross country adventure. I love this passage in Mark’s… Continue reading

On Sunday, I officially became the next settled pastor or The United Churches of Olympia in Olympia, Washington. The congregation welcomed me with a whole lot of dessert, partially cloudy weather (of which they had no control) and a lot… Continue reading

This morning, during the prayers at the First Congregational Church UCC in South Portland, Maine, I will offer a version of these words. I offer these words here to share what God is doing in my life. It’s all quite… Continue reading

In my morning prayer, I’m using Jan Richardson’s In the Sanctuary of Women. If you are not familiar with Jan Richardson, I highly recommend her weekly Lectionary meditations at the Painted Prayerbook and in the days approaching Christmas her meditations at… Continue reading

Earlier tonight, I was shelling peas and marveling at how intricate those little peas are. Aren’t they beautiful? They are so precious and it just reminds me how precious life is. This was many of the mundane tasks of my… Continue reading