Last night's discussion/study group was very satisfying and now I'm getting grounded in being back home: sermon writing, study, office work and soon band practice. It is good to be home - but a bit surreal, too. Tomorrow I will share some pictures from our time away at the memorial service, but for now dig this bizarre little Buddha from my father's collection. "Can you say transgendered Buddha, children?" Is this a trip or what? (And what's with the mirror?)
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a time for weeping... and singing
There are times these days when I sit and weep. I am not desolate. Nor am I bereft of faith, hope, or love. Yet I still weep – mostly at wha...

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Here's a question for preachers, worshippers and those who are concerned about church in general: is there a value in calling bullshit...
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NOTE: Here are my Sunday worship notes for the Feast of the Epiphany. They are a bit late - in theory I wasn't going to do much work ...
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