It Isn’t Fair

I was reminded this week that God isn’t fair.  My 8 year old learned about Joseph and what a raw deal he got from his brothers. It was unfair that Joseph got the special coat and it was unfair that they tried to kill him. When he was older and in charge of all of […]

The Glimmer

It’s with you when you wake Loser.  Not who you want to be Not what you want to do Ignore forget unable Hide.  Cover yourself Don’t be seen Run far away Distance.  No.   Run toward.  Believe there is a place Believe it doesn’t define you Turn.  Listen to the voice of shame It must […]

Namaste

I believe we can learn from other people of faith.  Earlier this week I was reminded of that and decided to try an experiment.  I’m calling it my Namaste Experiment. Namaste, roughly translated, means: the spirt/god within me bows to the spirit/god within you.  I’ve been familiar with the concept for a while, as a buddhist […]

Aunt Millie’s and Cranberry Juice

This morning was one of my proudest moments as a parent: my youngest runs to the kitchen, gets a glass of cranberry juice (in a People’s Brewing Company pint glass) and breaks up a piece of Aunt Millie’s whole grain wheat bread because it wouldn’t be church without communion. This morning we stayed home from […]

Picking and Choosing

I’m not sure where I’m at with this right now, but it’s something that has been itching me for a while… One of my first sermons had this line: we pick and choose which truths we use… Besides a novice preacher thinking he found a nice little turn of a phrase, I was talking about […]

Grace from an 8 Year Old

I believe vulnerability is the antidote to shame.  So I tell this story to quiet the voice in my head that wants to beat me down.  I don’t write this for any other reason.  Everything in me tells me not to write it.  But I will.   “Stop yelling at me!” I screamed at my […]

Is It the Beer or Is It the Community?

So I’m wondering, just wondering, why people (including myself) get more creative, courageous, and authentic with a beer? I know I do. And I experience it in others quite often. I hear people begin to speak with clarity. I witness imagination breaking free. I begin to really know people. I begin to be even more […]

A Sunday Morning Poem

A song plays, youngest child sings along small and sweet. Together we dance without care. Coffee, steaming boldness in favorite cup. Witty banter with smiling eyes and connected hearts. Jeans. A sweater in the cold. A short story in the hands turning in the mind and feeding the soul. My dog, nudging my hand to […]