• lenten journal: an unreasonable request

    by  • February 25, 2018 • 2 Comments

    I preached this morning at United Churches of Durham, Connecticut as a part of a pulpit exchange between our church and two others. My sermon is my offering for today. “An Unreasonable Request”—Mark 8:31-38 At the risk of bringing up painful memories for some of you this morning, I invite you to step out...

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    lenten journal: an ear to the ground

    by  • February 23, 2018 • 9 Comments

    Last night I went to an ecclesiastical council, which sounds as though I should have been in a fancy robe with a funny hat, but in the United Church of Christ it simply means a gathering of people from the churches in our association to approve someone for ordination pending a call. The candidate...

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    lenten journal: stop, hey, what’s that sound?

    by  • February 22, 2018 • 2 Comments

    Watching the footage of student protests in response to the deaths in Florida set me to thinking about protest songs and the underlying protest that fuels our Lenten journey. Jesus went to the cross because he spoke truth to power—because he protested against oppression and the marginalization of people. When we stand up and...

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    lenten journal: the busses will wait

    by  • February 21, 2018 • 5 Comments

    I missed writing last night because we were traveling back from Richmond. I am still figuring out what to say about what I saw in heard in our days there. I keep coming back to the image of layers that I used in a different context a week ago as I began this year’s...

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    lenten journal: no joke

    by  • February 19, 2018 • 3 Comments

    Our trip to Richmond has given me more than I can begin to unpack right now. Those stories will come in the days ahead. Tonight, I offer another poem. no joke I once heard a comedian say the only way to get to the good jokes was to push past the easy ones: say...

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    lenten journal: listen, white people

    by  • February 18, 2018 • 6 Comments

    We worshipped today at First African Baptist Church in Richmond. It was a rich and meaningful service and the people there greeted us with extravagant hospitality. I have stories to tell about our day, but tonight, I am still dealing with feelings brought up by what I have seen while we have been here....

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    lenten journal: when is it time?

    by  • February 17, 2018 • 5 Comments

    Before I stared to write tonight, I scrolled through Facebook to see what folks had been up to today and found this video on a friend’s page. The poet in the video is responding to the shootings in Florida and asks, more than once, “When is it time to talk about it?” His question...

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    lenten journal: hope and heartache

    by  • February 16, 2018 • 5 Comments

    I am writing tonight from Richmond, Virginia where Ginger is leading a group from First Congregational Church of Guilford UCC on our second annual Civil Rights Tour. The inaugural trip went to Birmingham, Selma, and Montgomery, Alabama. This year we are here along the James River in the town that was once the capital...

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    lenten journal: just get here . . .

    by  • February 15, 2018 • 13 Comments

    I earned how to read the funny papers from my Dad. That’s what he called the comics. One of the characters who lived in black and white in those days was Dagwood Bumstead, husband of Blondie, and lover of the biggest sandwich you ever saw—everything stacked high, one layer on top of the other....

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    still listening

    by  • January 14, 2018 • 8 Comments

    I preached at my church today. The person who was supposed to be our speaker for MLK Sunday was ill and Ginger and Sarah asked me to fill in. I am sorry she got sick and I am grateful for and humbled by the opportunity to preach today. Here is the manuscript of the...

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