by Jon | May 3, 2017 | feat., killingly |
Dear Killingly, I last wrote to you a few months ago when we were deep into dark winter months. It was just after New Year’s Day, and, if you recall, it seemed like we just couldn’t catch a break. There was one student death. Then another. Then a teacher...
by Jon | Mar 12, 2017 | feat., sermons |
Here is this morning’s sermon after being verbally accosted in Westfield’s 1923 Ladies’ Parlor by a member of another church. The scripture was John 3:1-17. Do you believe people can change? Perennial parental advice says no. Can’t you hear your mama...
by Jon | Jan 4, 2017 | feat., killingly |
Dear Killingly, I moved to your town in October of 2012. I’m a born and bred Southerner who loves all things Southern–things like grits and coca-cola and air conditioning. Late in September of that year, I packed up my life and my cat and drove north. I...
by Jon | Dec 15, 2016 | feat., westfield |
Last Sunday night around 7:45pm, I stood in front of 400 people holding candles. “Lift them high,” I directed, as we began to sing the first verse of Silent Night again. Just like that, a church that had faced so many hard, dark days was filled from floor...
by Jon | Dec 10, 2016 | feat., g |
Holy Hannah, Greg! YOU MADE IT! YOU’RE ORDAINED! It’s been a long road, hasn’t it? You’ve studied your tail off. You’ve written papers upon papers and gone to sessions reflecting on your spiritual development. When we first met, you were...