Holy Communion

My family shared communion bread in my father’s hospice room before he died. We blessed it, broke it, and ate it. My mom caught a few medical professionals off guard by holding the loaf out to them when they came into the room to check Dad’s blood pressure or give him his medications. But all…

Fatherless Fathers’ Day

A few weeks ago, my Facebook pages and blog feed were abuzz with discussions about impending Mothers’ Day worship services. Most of the posts said essentially the same thing: Remember that Mothers’ Day is hard for many people. It’s hard for women who have chosen not to be mothers and women who want to be…

On the Cleveland Kidnappings

Yes. It is horrible that a man held three women and a child captive in his home for years. Yes. It is almost unbelievable that neighbors, police, and even the captor’s family members knew nothing about this for so long. Yes. These women and this child need our earnest prayers for the full healing of…

More (and Happier) Thoughts on Desire

As I mentioned in my last post, “desiring” is my star word for this year. The yellow glittery star is taped up in my craft room: Desiring. And the word is swelling my heart in unexpected ways as my husband and I dream about a home in the country. We’ve talked about it for several…

Living with “Desire”

On Epiphany, fellow pastor and blogger Marci Glass was giving out star words–words to hold and ponder and listen to in the coming year. My word is desiring. And it has woven its way through these past five months with glitters and shimmers and quavers and shouts and sighs too deep for words. The good…

Thoughts on Good Guys and Bad Guys

I’m disturbed by the “good guy/bad guy” rhetoric that is swirling around the gun control debates and the drone discussions and the Boston bombing investigation. It is dangerous when we buy into the lie that people can be grouped into these categories of “good” and “bad.” It is dangerous for our public policy, it is…

Holy Week

I’ve decided to cancel Lent next year. I’m pretty sure, as a (still) ordained part-time Mennonite pastor, I have that kind of power. I mean, I have a card in my wallet signed by the conference minister. So be looking for the headlines: No Lent Next Year. Last year a dear church member and friend…

Tempted by Spiritual Illusions

Below is the introduction and conclusion from last Sunday’s sermon on Luke 4:1-13. Have you ever played “peek-a-boo” with a baby? Hide your face behind a baby blanket or your hands, wait a beat, and . . . “Peek-a-boo!” The baby’s squeals of delight are enough to make you repeat the move over and over…