This week ministry included… holding a baby…feeling him produce oxytocin in my brain. conversations about ministry in the midst of gentrification, in which I felt especially competent. persevering in a public presentation that required 32 pitchers…we found enough. sharing a personal pain somewhat publicly and finding it to be okay. talking about and preparing for All Saints’s Day…a really great holy day. It’s been a good … Continue reading This Week in Ministry
I was applying for a job when I sought the recommendation of a colleague whom I deeply admired. He agreed and later invited me to his office to show me what he wrote. It was embarrassing. One great thing after another…so much I hardly recognized who he was talking about. He asked me what I thought and I replied “Don’t you have any reservations?” He said, … Continue reading Inspirations: My Sour Story
This week’s Humpday Devo is about All Saints’ Day, celebrated this Sunday, November 1. Scripture But we have this treasure in clay jars, so that it may be made clear that this extraordinary power belongs to God and does not come from us. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not … Continue reading Humpday Devo: All Saints’ Day
Lights alight ‘fore dawn as night life disappears and day life takes command The dark beams with life while the light assume’s it’s right ’bout evil and good. Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Darknesses
TEXT Hebrews 11:32-12:3 And what more should I say? For time would fail me to tell of Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, of David and Samuel and the prophets— who through faith conquered kingdoms, administered justice, obtained promises, shut the mouths of lions, quenched raging fire, escaped the edge of the sword, won strength out of weakness, became mighty in war, put foreign armies to flight. … Continue reading Bible Leads: Hebrews 11:32-12:3
Awake now dark, quiet, alone with myself With myself I am not alone. Yes, I am. Yes, I am both proud and humble and a joke. And a joke only lives as long as laughter. As laughter overflows the room, I cower. I cower, red face, hot ear lobes not hearing. Not hearing myself, God or you Anymore Anymore it’s getting harder to pretend. To … Continue reading Haiku Cycling: Awake Now
This week’s Humpday Devo is about BODIES. Scripture Proverbs 20:29 The glory of youths is their strength, but the beauty of the aged is their grey hair. Poem I Sing the Body Electric, by Walt Whitman 1 I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them, They will not let me off till I go with them, respond … Continue reading Humpday Devo: The Body is a Temple
I’m from there, been there, Seen that, experienced that. How am I still lost? Bald lady singing “Yes, we have no bananas” Staving off cruel death Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Pictures at My Desk
TEXT Mark 16:1-8 When the sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him.And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. They had been saying to one another, ‘Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance … Continue reading Bible Leads: Mark 16:1-8
Page One is a longhand stream of consciousness engagement of the text I’ve been studying this week. So Jesus is watching the Treasury. Certainly his reputation has preceded him. He has cleansed the temple and has condemned it as a den of robbers. Yet the rich come in and make hefty donations. It’s what they do. In exchange they get to schmooze with the scribes, … Continue reading Page One: On the Widow’s Mite
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