Morning comfort, morning thanks
When my master’s program was over, I wasn’t enamored with graduate school, and I rather missed the high-maintenance life of a high school teacher. My
When my master’s program was over, I wasn’t enamored with graduate school, and I rather missed the high-maintenance life of a high school teacher. My
I was having a bad afternoon. One day last week while running errands, doing visits, and culminating in some long put-off grocery shopping it seemed

While he was saying this, a cloud came and overshadowed them; and they were terrified as they entered the cloud. (Luke 9:34) Photo by Jim

Two weeks ago I was privileged to sit in on a consultation on preaching hosted by my colleagues at the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship.
If you read Jennifer Holberg’s entry last week you know that Jennifer and I were privileged to spend Saturday, January 26th at the Buechner Institute
My TV girlfriend, as my wife refers to her, has left me. Elizabeth Lemon has moved on, leaving me with nothing but syndication. 30 Rock
A couple months ago, in commenting on Lincoln the movie and some arguments it had triggered, I promised to return to a similar controversy over
I learned preaching and worship leadership from masters of the art. Their classes were captivating and remain some of the most memorable of my seminary

I reported in my last post about the flurry of activities that is occurring these days around the work of the writer Frederick Buechner. This