On this resurrection morning, a day full of wonder and mystery and sacred Story, I want to tell YOU a story. It’s a story that starts with home.   Home, for me, this place where I first encountered the mysteries and wonders...

Palm Sunday! A day of celebration! A parade full of palms and a whimsical donkey! We join with the children in singing: Hosanna, blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! And Ride on, Jesus, Ride! It’s almost so celebrative that...

I invite you to open the bibles that you’ve brought, or the bible app on your phone, or the pew bible in front of you, to John, the fourth gospel, chapter 12, verses 20-33. While you do so, listen to the middle section of Mary Oliver’s...

In preparation for the birth of my first child I read every book I could get my hands on. I knew the childbirth shelf at the public library like it was my very own. A revolving stack of books at my bedside greeted me each...

I encountered Jesús when he arrived on our front porch in the fall of 2005. He was 19 years old. We knew very little about him except that he was from a small village on the Southeastern shore of Lake Atitlan in Guatemala. His primary...

It was early in my time at Manchester College – long years ago. I don’t remember the specifics of the worry – money, classes, loneliness. Only that I had come to the end of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. I do remember...