when love comes to town

WHEN LOVE COMES TO TOWN: REFLECTIONS ON TENDERNESS IN A CHAOTIC CULTURE

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

finally...

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These past three months have taken their toll. Grief and anxiety will do that even if you don't fully recognize the signs. I certainly d...
Friday, May 15, 2026

it's been a long, time comin'

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Once upon a time, a wise soul suggested to me that one way to discern God's will l involved the witness of Scripture, the confluence of ...
Wednesday, May 13, 2026

when the student is ready...

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One of the resets that has become vital to me during our bi-annual quiet retreats involves daily prayer. For decades, I practiced regular ce...
Tuesday, May 12, 2026

no accounting for happiness...

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During our bi-annual retreats, I find myself peculiarly open to poems old and new. This morning, after a cold snap last night, this gem fro...
Monday, May 11, 2026

hallelujah any way...

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It is so incredibly quiet here. We are on our bi-annual get-away-and-reclaim-our-sanity retreat that corresponds with our wedding annivers...
Sunday, April 12, 2026

reflections on doubt, trust, and getting out of our own way...

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EASTER 2 Worship Message: Learning to See by Faith NOT Sight (with gratitude to the SALT Project and Richard Rohr for their wisdom) One of ...
Thursday, April 9, 2026

alas, I wish I'd never read Niebuhur...

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I wrote the following paragraph a month ago - and today it rings more true than before: After playing a truly uplifting gig with All of Us l...
Thursday, April 2, 2026

the triduum has quietly arrived...

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Today marks the start of the Christian Triduum - the three holy days before Easter Sunday - that give shape and form to the blessings of Go...
Friday, February 27, 2026

darkness cannot drive out darkness...

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One of the daily disappointments I experience on FB is how some of my friends, colleagues, and professional contacts regularly belittle, def...
Saturday, February 21, 2026

random thoughts on ash wednesday 2026...

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I did not grow up observing Ash Wednesday. As a middle-class, white Protestant child of New England in the 50s and 60s, it was just my Roma...
Friday, February 6, 2026

sometimes it's a bitch to practice what I preach...

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"There are times when I hate having to practice what I preach!" That's what I said to my loved one over breakfast as I shared...
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