Joy does not arrive with a fanfare, on a red carpet strewn with the flowers of a perfect life. Joy sneaks in, as you pour a cup of coffee, watching the sun hit your favourite tree, just right. And you usher joy away, because you are not ready for it. Your house is not...
03134 – Dance, Love, Sing, Live
You've gotta Dance like there's nobody watching,Love like you'll never be hurt,Sing like there's nobody listening, andLive like it's heaven on earth.
02843 – Washing Feet? Or Waging War?
I've been watching people with golden crosses around their necks and on their lapels shout at the TV about how serving gay and lesbian people is a violation of their “sincerely-held religious beliefs.” And I can't help but laugh at the sad irony of it. Two-thousand...
02371 – Being Ordained
... being ordained is not about serving God perfectly but about serving God visibly, allowing other people to learn whatever they can from watching you rise and fall.
02122 – Wait & Watch & Work
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.
01928 – “Seeing Through a Glass Darkly”
A young couple moved into a new house. The next morning while they were eating breakfast, the young woman saw her neighbor hanging the washing outside. "That laundry is not very clean; she doesn’t know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better detergent.” Her...
01914 – Being Better at Differing
When I was called here, I was charged with remaining politically neutral. And I've worked at that. Well let me tell you some things that are politically neutral-- * Encouraging you to not bear false-witness. That's politically neutral. You might want to fact-check to...
01762 – The Purpose of Spiritual Disciplines
The true purpose of all spiritual disciplines is to clear away whatever may block our awareness of that which is God in us... It will be in order to suggest certain simple aids to this end. One of these is the practice of silence, or quiet. As a child I was accustomed...