Tick. Tick. Tick. The turn signal taps in concert with the muffled drops of rain while I wait for a steady stream of cars to pass. It’s afternoon, en-route to … Continue reading It Happened Here. Again. Shooting in my Hometown.
When I had just fallen over the edge of 15, a therapist with a mustache to rival The Kentucky Colonel sat me down in his office and diagnosed me with ADHD and unspecified depressive disorder.
Link to Audio: The Good News 7/29/2018 11 In the spring of the year, the time when kings go out to battle, David sent Joab with his officers and all Israel … Continue reading The Rape of Bathsheba: The Sin of Standing on the Sidelines, II Samuel 11: 1-15
I was doing okay. Last night Florida was just in my periphery, some news coverage on a bar TV alerted me while I sipped milkshakes on a much coveted date … Continue reading When the last minute comes: talking to my preschooler about mass shootings
As the day of thanks winds down, I am thankful for what November 23rd was like for me 5 years ago. My fiancé at the time and I were at … Continue reading Marriage: Living into Doubt
I am a city kid — born, raised, and lived all my life (except for one, very miserable year and a few wild and sleepless summers as a camp counselor). … Continue reading Ode To My (problem) City or Why I Haven’t Left Yet
Sermon 9/24/17 Before we get too deep into today’s Word, we have to acknowledge something important about today’s passage: The genre. Parables have a very particular definition; A succinct and … Continue reading Matthew 20: 1-16
A short one today. Because there is not much I could say. 37 Jacob settled in the land where his father had lived as an alien, the land of Canaan. 2 This … Continue reading I am Joseph’s Brother: Genesis 37: 1-4, 12-28
*This is a sermon, preached in context, with a specific audience in mind. Sermons are intended to be heard, so some of the grammatical choices are not always ones I … Continue reading At the Sight of the Lord: Exodus 3, 4:1-14
Of spinning over concrete, white lightning scar from grey stones cutting into chin Of barbed post-love scratched onto skin. Of canoe dock bruises, a summer tapestry woven from knee to … Continue reading Our Bodies Tell Our Stories
On a recent morning I went to a yoga class to hit back at the headache creeping up through my shoulders. Sometimes I prefer beginner’s yoga classes because I don’t … Continue reading Giving Myself Back: An Ongoing Lesson in Leaning in to the Dark
Dear God, I don’t know if you are there, but these last few weeks have not gone well. A week and a half ago I made a momentary poor choice … Continue reading I Don’t Know