Enough

I missed writing yesterday, there just wasn’t time and I didn’t have the energy. And yesterday evening hit and there’s almost too much going on for me to process any of it. But I can’t surrender my obligation to speak out, to do so would mean being complicit with evil.

One Source Diversity

Below is the first draft I wrote for my Sunday sermon. It’s “pretty OK,” but given the events of this week I felt the second half had to be rewritten.

No Surprise

We’ve grown rather comfy in this culture, so much so that a good many Christians have concluded that we really are the baseline of this country–and it’s everyone else who is weird. Let me disabuse you of that notion.

Encouraging Mitigation

We’re still in the middle of the CoVid-19 pandemic and, despite a number of churches confusing being told to love their neighbors with “oppression,” most churches are closed for public worship. It’s not like churches are being singled out, in most US locations all mass gatherings are under restriction at present, but American’s seem to…

My Benediction

From the moment the CoVid-19 shutdown began I’ve been using what digital skills I have to keep people connected, and I created a benediction with which I could sign off.

My Life At Present

I’m a creature of habit because I need rhythm to function. So what happens when the rhythm gets compressed?