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Through all of it

  There’s a song I hear from time to time on Christian radio.  The lyrics begin,  I have won And I have lost I got it right sometimes But sometimes … Continue Reading →


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Bystander Intervention Training

  You may remember a few weeks ago I wrote about a Spanish-speaking woman and her friend who were the victim of an attack at a JC Penney store in … Continue Reading →


We will steal your children

  I went to a mosque on Friday to pray with Muslims. I never thought I’d write such a sentence. Or thought there would be the need to do such a thing. … Continue Reading →


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Risk Love

It’s hard to tell exactly what happened when, but in the few days before Christmas an incident happened inside a J.C. Penny department store in Louisville, Kentucky that was caught … Continue Reading →


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The Holy

  It’s that time of year again when we hear the beautiful story told about the Birth of Christ. The innocent pregnant girl. The strong silent husband. The angel Gabriel. … Continue Reading →


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Intentional connection

  Being together is what it’s all about. Connections. We have the opportunity to deepen connections every day.  Those family car rides, for instance: trips to drop the kids off … Continue Reading →


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Are you the one we have been waiting for?

  Humor me. If you can, find a plastic straw. Close one eye and look through the straw at something across the room. I asked my parishioners to join me … Continue Reading →


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Not always so very merry

  On Sunday, November 20, after I finished up services at Emmanuel, I packed my bags, took Brock to a pet-sitter, and boarded a flight for what some folks refer … Continue Reading →


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We all face giants

  A few years ago, while in a Target waiting for a prescription, I found myself in the book section. The title, David and Goliath jumped out at me from the shelves. … Continue Reading →


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This fragile earth, our island home (BCP 1979)

  In 1972 I was in the seventh grade. Even then I was a wanna be artist and Mrs. Baxa, my classroom teacher, asked if I would design something for the bulletin … Continue Reading →