The regrets I thought about were mostly not the result of things I said or did. What I regretted were…

The church is like a whale. In worship we breathe the air and loll on the surface. Our bodies are…

I watched the waves, just watched with no expectation. I saw rhythms and patterns form and then dissolve and then…

It's been a while since I've shared a prayer from my very talented friend and colleague, Jane Zwart. It seemed…

Why does “confessional status” feel more like a power play than a statement of core Christian identity? To give life-long,…

Dear Reader,This past January I was gifted with a three week mini-sabbatical, made possible by a generous clergy revitalization grant…

The stories I hear as a pastor are different from the stories I hear as a new member at the…

Sometimes, in early March, after the long gray of February, when the snowstorms still dangle their frequent menace before our…