cross words growing up it was nothing but the blood as though violence was an answer we’ve seen enough history to know that blood doesn’t wash clean as much as it stains, colors almost everything whole civilizations built with wood and nails and blood by the time it was finished Jesus said he felt forsaken…
My meditation for our Maundy Thursday service tonight at First Church of Christ in East Haddam, Connecticut. _________________________________- For I received from the Lord what I also handed on to you, that the Lord Jesus on the night when he was betrayed took a loaf of bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke…
wandering holy week is slipping by (so are a lot of things) and I wonder how it felt that first time around looking for donkeys and then washing coats setting up the upper room holy errands, yes, but still things to get done . . . by the time they finally sat down for dinner…
Woodstock happened the summer before I started high school. I was living in Nairobi, Kenya. Later that fall, I got a copy of the soundtrack, and then my first guitar that Christmas. Some of the first songs I learned were off that record: “Drugstore Truck-Drivin’ Man,” “Wooden Ships,” and “I Feel Like I’m Fixin’ To…
I came home from working in my window seat at the Marketplace and found a post from a friend who talked about being “smacked in the face again by some serious meanness.” As I was digging through some old notes tonight, I found a short story I wrote a long time ago. I don’t write…
“Metaphors in Motion”—Mark 11:1-11 A Sermon for First Church of Christ, Congregational of East Haddam, Connecticut Palm Sunday, March 25, 2018 When we talk about it, we make it sound like a parade: Jesus’ “triumphal entry” into Jerusalem. We picture crowds lining the streets, even throwing down their garments like a red carpet, waving palm…
It’s astonishing to see the swirl of hope and energy around the March for Our Lives, which will happen across the country tomorrow. In our little snow globe town of Guilford, Connecticut, we are having a march of our own, rather than going to one of the larger ones because our community was touched deeply…
One of the cool things I got to do this week was be a part of the book launch for David Finnegan-Hosey’s new book, Christ on the Psych Ward, which I had the honor of editing. A group of about fifty gathered at Potter’s House in Washington DC and heard David interviewed by Mike Stavlund, a…
I spent the past week in Durham, North Carolina and then took the train to Washington DC for the book launch of Christ on the Psych Ward by David Finnegan-Hosey. I rode the train home today in the snow—our fourth Nor’easter in three weeks. One forecast I read said we could get from 4-12 inches…
weather report sometimes I learn things from my experience tonight I carried in the wood so it would be dry enough to burn if the heat goes out in the storm I bought the wood after the last nor’easter buried our log pile under a foot of snow it is still buried sometimes I learn…