There’s a season for everything,” goes the book of Ecclesiastes, “a time for mourning and a time for dancing.” It seems like the two are back-to-back in the calendar this year, with dancing, then mourning. First comes Valentine’s Day, February … Continue reading →
“You’re never more like Jesus than when you pray for others,” Max Lucado says in his new book Before Amen. When I read those words I thought, “Wow,” then paused and asked, “Do I really feel like Jesus when I … Continue reading →
I walk through Times Square all the time. Truth to tell, I walk through Times Square usually in a huge hurry to make a train and generally filled with irritation at some slow-moving, camera-wielding, rubber-necking tourist who is hogging the … Continue reading →
Do you sit when you pray? Do you have a favorite chair? And why would one chair matter more than another, especially for prayer? It seems like tricky business when we link something material, like a chair, to something spiritual, … Continue reading →
Dear God, every year always counts, but it feels they count even more now. Let me live every moment with love, kindness, understanding and your peace. I promise to give others more room, to see them as you see them, … Continue reading →
To know someone is to love them and to love them means getting to know them. There is nothing more intimidating to me than the yawning approach of the holidays–birthdays come second place–and the prospect of trying to find the … Continue reading →
John Wesley is close to the office. We’re only half a block away from the John St. Methodist Church, founded in 1766, the oldest Methodist congregation in America. The current church dates from 1840. Like a lot of churches in … Continue reading →
Dear God, was it really your idea that I should be the owner of a cat? And not just any cat, this cat, this ornery, handsome, exasperating, demanding, standoffish Fred? It must have been you, God, because you appealed to … Continue reading →
This morning on the subway I was thinking of that passage from Matthew about how when you do something for “the least of these,” you do it for Jesus. I’d been wondering–praying–how I would know which of “the least of … Continue reading →
Ever been around one of those infectiously enthusiastic people who exclaims over the beauty of the day, no matter what the state of the weather, always finding something to praise? Ever wonder why the psalms are filled with one passage … Continue reading →
