The machine guns are roaring The puppets heave rocks The fiends nail time bombs To the hands of the clocks…
“The acquisition of true religion is just like that of crafts; both grow bit by bit; apprentices must despise nothing.…
Today, I wrapped up all my “official” business at the church. It’s a weird feeling—a little disorienting. It was a…
This week, I officially stopped my ordination process in The United Methodist Church. I’ve been in that process since 2005—the…
One day, I was in Starbucks. While ordering, I noticed on the chalkboard several items, the purchase of which would…
Most Christians are more or less familiar with the so-called Great Commission passage of Scripture, at the end of Matthew’s…
Today is one of the days in the church’s calendar when my squishy-liberal friends start to squirm—Trinity Sunday. If they…
My seven-year-old daughter, Emrie, today as The Wizard of Oz was ending: “The craziest thing about that whole story: they went…
After seven years in California—it’s pretty much all our four kids know—we are moving to Oklahoma this summer. We are…
This is the one good thing I’ve seen: it’s appropriate for people to eat, drink, and find enjoyment in all…