District Executive Minister

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

We do it every Sunday, this simple, little ritual.  And you know, of course, that it is rituals that ground our lives. 

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

From 3:00 p.m. on I was, as my mother loved to say, “busier than a one-armed paper hanger with the itch.” Of course, this little saying may not make much sense now because so few people paper the rooms of their home anymore! I set the table with my woven placemats, my most fun and … read on

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

January is here. Another year past. And the memories crowd back. All the things done. All the things undone. All the times I wish I had done something. All the times I wish I had not done something. And among the things I was thinking was a program I recently heard on “gratitude.”

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

The stirring strains of Modest Mussorgsky’s great “Pictures from an Exhibition” caused me to sit bolt upright!

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

Witness the grandeur of the mountains! They soar and sing their song of magnificence! Stand under a waterfall! It splashes the wonder of God onto your waiting skin! Listen to the quiet or the crashing tones of a symphony orchestra! Somehow, some way, the music takes one to places of new joy, new insight, new … read on

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

Wendell Berry is a Kentucky farmer. He has been on the same land for 40 years, give or take a few, and he has strong opinions about how farming should be done.

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

I was just thinking about shaving cream bottles, toothpaste tubes, and Cheez Whiz containers!

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

I was just thinking about nothing at all. For this afternoon, I was in a fog of unknowing that was not producing anything of substance. No idea, no great new thought came to my mind to share with you. Then, I wondered, what if I wrote about nothing at all?

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

The music was so poignant that I got tears in my eyes. “Crying ‘Jesus help me,’” made my very skin crawl and my determination to do something about it get far more advanced than it had been.

I WAS JUST THINKING...

I WAS JUST THINKING…

Oh yes, Zaccheus was a wee little man, at least if that is the song you learned about the story found in Luke 19:1-10! One might picture him as a short little peacock who could not see Jesus. So he climbed a tree, perhaps congratulating himself on getting the best seat in the house without … read on