Tag: church


The second family


It was overwhelming to receive hundreds of emails (literally, I stopped counting after 200) high-fiving me about something I wrote in a recent thought-offering.  I  tend not to be the guy who looks at reader metrics.  There is no time for that kind of narcissism and besides, it is usually...

The Lusitania Watch


In 1915, at 2:12 pm, the unthinkable happened to a member of my family. The ship on which he was sailing was hit by a German torpedo.  Family lore says he was having a late lunch with the captain when he went back to his cabin to get some documents. ...

hospitality and the abdomen


The human abdomen can be so lovely.  The Crucifixion Bas Relief, Clay with wax resist. April 13, 2019. Preparation for Good Friday firing. Charles LaFond, Potter We, each of us, have a human body.  We can all agree to begin there. It may be young or old, sick or well,...

…and…


This is Kai-the dog.  He goes with me wherever I go and challenges with his very being this idea of an angry, domesticated God we seek to describe.  Kai-the-dog has accompanied me for 12 years.  Every night he licks my forehead before going to sleep and every morning he waits...

“The Letter to the Americans …The Word of the Lord?”


In the blizzard of emails, text-messages and tweets, perhaps we have lost touch with the beauty of a letter.   Last week I was in the stationer’s shop.  I was asking about new stationary and I used the word “wardrobe.”  The stationary lady swooned. Thanked me for even knowing the...

letting go; and snacks


Being busy unlearning things takes time and snacks. One of the things I am learning about in my dotage is the tremendous importance of the occasional snack.  Some tea in one of my tea bowls, some chocolate covered almonds, some macadamia nuts and a few slices of candied orange.  Thinking...

the balanced load


Kai-the-dog loves nothing more than to find, and subsequently carry, a very large branch on our walks.  He keeps an eye out for one the way we humans are always on the lookout for a good sale or cake (I love cake!)  One can see my dog’s eyes darting around...

The dog and the author


This is an oil painting of a Skye Terrier named Bobby.  He lived as the companion of a police officer named John Grey whose beat was the Grassmarket between Greyfriars Church and Edinburgh Castle in Edinburgh, Scotland. In 1858, Bobby’s master, John Grey, died of tuberculosis and for fourteen years...

Making all things new and messy


When God says “I am making all things new.” I wonder if we are really into that.  I mean, do we want all things new?  Or do we prefer to keep things as they are, such that nothing needs to be figured out. So there’s no need for more paper-work. ...