Sometimes life just isn’t fair, right? Seems like sometimes no matter where you go, someone’s right around the corner waiting to get over on you. Sometimes it feels like you’re not even safe from this right in your own neighborhood. I learned this firsthand a … read more.
Speaker: Rev. T. J. FitzGerald
I remember the first real strawberry I ever had. I will never forget it. I was living in Texas and I was in middle school. Out in our back yard, there was a tiny little plot of land that lay between our patio and our … read more.
Many attest that we learn by doing. As wonderful as teachings and ideas may be, without action, ideas don’t come to much. We will explore what it means to select a teaching and put it into a practice that might shape our lives.
Can you remember some of the images in the poem, Kindness, that Martina read? Staring out a window forever, eating chicken and maize. An Indian in a white pancho dead on the side of the road. Gazing at bread. Naomi Shihab Nye is an artist … read more.
One of the most powerful stories some people have is how they got the name they have today, how they wish to be called by others today. And there are all kinds of ways to get a name. Many of us here today received our … read more.
This past week, leading up to today, I wouldn’t be human if I wasn’t doing a little bit of reflecting. There’s no reason to make any big deal about it, but I turn forty years old today.
Now, a lot of people, especially friends that like … read more.
In my freshman year English class in high school we learned a lot of poems. There is one that I still remember.
The world is too much with us: late and soon,
Getting and spending we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in nature that … read more.
There is really nothing quite like a cliffhanger. Movies, books, television shows…they all use of this device. It activates something in our mind, something that desires resolution, something that desires closure. It’s probably good for us, but it can be unsettling.
Anyone who saw the new … read more.
Telling stories is something we have been doing for ages in our shared human family. Out from our ages past, some of the stories we tell change and mold to fit the times in which we live. We will look together at the ways we … read more.
Nestled up a bit in the valley is a house. It is like a lot of houses. It has walls, and windows, and doors. I know things about the house, things a lot of other people don’t. On quiet days, mostly on Mondays, doves roost … read more.
A wise teacher, really a governess of some fame, once offered this famous suggestion: “Let’s start at the very beginning. It’s a very good place to start.” And as it turns out, the beginning is also a pretty interesting place to start, too.
As it is … read more.
The earth awakes again. Down into the crackling, churning earth, sliding in plates that grind out a ticking of a clock, s clock that keeps the deepest, the oldest, the forgotten time, down into that crackling, churning earth spreads the warmth that gathers now once … read more.
I am a patient man. I was a patient child…when I wanted to be. Right mom and dad? I know this, and we have today the witness of my parents in case my word is not sufficient, because if you wanted to, you could track … read more.
It is truly a gift to be present for this first experience of our choir today. I confess, when we started talking about the idea, it didn’t dawn on me that I would be such a, shall we say, integral part of it. But I’m … read more.
I invite you to come with me on a journey. We are together in the dessert. The shifting sands and dry winds find every piece of earth, every piece of our exposed skin. We can feel the sting of the whipping sand in our eyes. … read more.
It was a normal afternoon for me. I met a friend at the mall for some Christmas shopping and to grab a coffee. We finished our shopping quicker than we expected…and our coffee, too. And neither of us had much to do in the afternoon. … read more.
On this special morning when we remember the life and the ministry of Martin Luther King, Jr., we will look to the leadership of the youngest members of our community and share a meal of Stone Soup together. Come and join in this celebration of … read more.
I heard a story some years ago. It was a story about a preacher who was invited to preach at a well-known, visible church that stood in the deep history of the American Black Church tradition. The minister who was invited to preach was a … read more.
We all know the story, the old, old, deep story. A child, unknown, unplanned for, is delivered into the lives and the arms of the least suspecting parents. The child’s new parents travel great distances, to lands far, far, away, to settle with the child … read more.
I really do love that song [“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas]. The lilting phrases, the way it soars and then returns. And those lyrics, right, just so…pushy.
I don’t mean any offense to the song, but really think about it. The song ends by telling … read more.