Monthly Archives: November 2016

Always we begin again

In the most unlikely of times, the most unlikely invitation came. Although it was the invitation Israel desperately wanted to hear, it contained a promise that many must have thought naïve and unbelievable, or nearly so – a vision for the distant future, for another lifetime. But biblical visions have a way of falling out […]

Giving thanks in the land of milk and honey

The Lord . . . brought us to this place and gave us this land, a land flowing with milk and honey (Deuteronomy 26:8-9). When you come into the land God is giving you, the land God promised, bring the first and best of all you have, and present it to God as an offering […]

Thoughts on my birthday

Artist Georgia O’Keeffe shares a birthday with me, though she preceded me into this world by sixty-one years. This morning’s Writer’s Almanac reports: “On a trip to Taos, New Mexico, O’Keeffe grew to love the desert, which she called ‘the faraway.’ She felt that the thin, dry air enabled her to see farther, and she was […]

Endurance

No matter how you voted in last week’s presidential election, and regardless of why you voted that way, our work as the church remains the same. The details of what we need to be doing have changed, and the challenges to our ministry have increased, but what we aim to do has not changed. It […]

The day after

So many words – too many, perhaps, though many of them are very good – about this day after the election. Among them, Parker Palmer wrote about our need now to “learn to listen beneath my own and other people’s political rhetoric for what Howard Thurman called ‘the sound of the genuine’ in each of […]

The hope of our calling

What do you see when you look at a lump of coal? Do you see merely a lump of coal? Or do you see fire? Steam to drive engines and light cities? Coal is not our best source of energy, but for a long time it was exactly suited to our level of development. Now […]

A lean abundance

Harvest is over for most of the agrarian folks in this part of the world, though here in Wayne County some apples remain to be gathered in. The color still showing in the landscape is muted, and a good rain or wind will soon turn the hills pensive gray. Some of my neighbors are talking […]