Instagram moves in mysterious ways.I was lying in bed a few nights ago, scrolling through my Instagram feed as you’re not supposed to do before bed, when two posts in a row caught my eye. The first was from “Humans…
Saturday morning I made myself a cup of coffee, wrapped myself in a blanket on the couch, and turned on the Parks and Rec Special. If you haven’t watched the special and are planning to, spoiler alert. But honestly if…
Just going to brag about my congregation for a minute. It was my birthday on Sunday. I, like many whose birthday falls during this quarantine period, was anticipating a quiet day. I was going to work on a paper for…
John 13:3-5: Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to God; so he got up from the meal, took off his outer clothing, and wrapped…
I didn’t think there would ever be a situation where I’d feel the need to come to Shia LaBeouf’s defense. But Sunday night gave me one.LaBeouf and his Peanut Butter Falcon co-star, Zack Gottsagen, presented the award for Best Live…
Last week I presided over my sixteenth funeral since taking up post as pastor of Second CRC two and a half years ago. The fifteenth funeral had taken place two weeks prior. Funerals come in batches, it seems, especially when…
Monday night I finally got around to watching The Two Popes on Netflix. Directed by Fernando Mereilles, the film centers around Pope Benedict’s surprising resignation from the papacy in 2013, and Pope Francis’ unlikely ascendancy into the same role. It’s…
I’ve been thinking a lot about happiness recently. And how to get more of it. In early December I had one of the crummiest weeks I’ve experienced in a long time. Nothing horrible happened. But enough little things piled themselves…
For the past eight weeks, members of my church have been participating in a small group series we called StoryLab. Each Sunday I preached on a different biblical character, looking at how God showed up in their story and used…
Thanksgiving in November still feels a bit foreign to me. In the “true north, strong and free” Thanksgiving is celebrated in early October, free of the impingement of Christmas carols and the threat of snow (usually). But I’m not one…
