After another wonderful Friday Night Dinner, I offer these words of hope and thanks. dinner time at the end of the daywhen the day’s had its wayand we sit at the table togetherthere is something profoundin being gathered aroundto give thanks for both table and tether bring your joy and your painand let’s gather againour…

Epiphany. It’s one of our stained-glass words that catches lots of light. Perhaps because it’s not one we use that much, or at least it doesn’t always have to do with church when we use it. The dictionary gives us a few options: 1. a Christian festival, observed on January 6, commemorating the manifestation of…

The world changed while I slept, and much to my surprise, no one had consulted me. That’s how it would always be from that day forward. Of course, that’s the way it had been all along. I just didn’t know it until that morning. Surprise upon surprise: some good, some evil, most somewhere in between….

Here’s what happened Sunday. Ginger had the congregation read John 1 in unison: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. In…

The good news is the people at the Apple store rock and my MacBook will good as new. The only bad news is I won’t get it back until Friday, which means my blogging will have to wait until the new year. I will close out this one with much gratitude and keep good notes…

Yesterday this blog turned five years old — and my MacBook started acting up, which made it difficult to write. Such is life. Thanks for being a part of the conversation. Peace,Milton

I was in the self-checkout line at Kroger this afternoon, about six people deep, when the guy in front of me started talking. He was twenty-two, I’m guessing, a good four inches taller than me, and in a Kroger uniform. He had one Christmas card in his hand. That was all. As we stood there,…

During our quick trip to New York this week, we spent the better part of one afternoon in the Metropolitan Museum of Art losing all sense of direction and finding bits of wonder, love, and praise in many of the paintings, photographs, and sculptures that inhabit the place. Eventually, we wandered in amongst the Impressionists….

Here’s Who I Saw Today: a high school friend who met me for breakfast and a walk around Midtown Manhatthan; the man who drove the shuttleto JFK fighting through trafficand still had energy to smile; the TSA identification checkerwho never changed his facialexpression as he worked; the server at our favoriteMexcian restaurant in Durhamwho welcomed…

we were walking back to our hotelas the moon was climbing the ladderof night above us we were walkingdown the avenueagainst the currentof tourists and taxisleaning into the wind we were walkingaway from the showwe had come to seefull of the laughterand lightness of life we were walkinginto a night that willgive birth to the…