I came across this video through my neighborhood association listserv. It gives a good sense of this cool little city. Peace,Milton

Sometimes, the way we look at the world swings on a sentence. A small, well chosen collection of words can change not only what we are reading or hearing, but also how we see and hear everything around us. The Great Gatsby holds (at least) one of those sentences for me, as Fitzgerald describes Gatsby…

There are no stars tonight.We see only clouds andhear the storm gatheringon the edge of town likebandits in a Western. There are no stars tonight,so we say, waiting for rain,listening to the thunder,cosmic talking drummerstelling an old, old story. There are no stars tonight,but there will be stars –stars outshine storms;light beats clouds every time:paper,…

Because of some wonderful happenings in the lives of our Associate Pastor and her partner, I was the substitute preacher today. Those of you who read the blog regularly will see a few references to some recent posts, though they are in a new context. The passage was Mark 6:30-52. Thanks, as always for reading….

Driving through Birmingham, I passed a Jewish Community Center whose billboard encouraged its members to take a “J-cation” by using their facilities. We are all now familiar with the concept of the stay-cation, now so over-used by our media. Here, in the closing moments of my week away from work, I began to wonder what…

I was in ninth grade when they came to town. The town was Nairobi, Kenya and they were Up With People. Members of the American community provided host homes for the group and so a couple of them stayed at our house, and in the homes of my friends from Nairobi International School. It was…

There are days my offerings on this blog are fairly finished pieces: I had an idea of where I was going with the piece when I started and was able to make it all come together nicely. Then, there are other days when I trust this space to be a place where I can think…

When we finished the closing session of our mission trip last night with the folks from Beloved Community UCC in Birmingham, Alabama, one of our hosts suggested we move the gathering down the road to a local coffee shop/wine bar. We got there to find they were closing at nine and to discover the Crestwood…

I found them walking from Winchester High School one afternoon to meet Ginger at her church. A small handbill on the door of the Griffin Museum of Photography announced the showing of color pictures of the universe by David Malin. What I learned that afternoon, and in my subsequent trips with my English classes, was…

I posted this earlier today and then spent some time reading Mary Oliver’s A Poetry Handbook, which led me to do a little revising. it was good he was so hard at workthere was much to do from where he stoodnext to the bags of candy while his mother browsed the stacksof cards and books…