The Rainbow Flag on the Corner of Main Street
Two days ago, I dragged the stepladder through our front door and set it up at the base of one of the wooden columns that line the front our our 1850s home. The house that we’re renting (mobility is a valuable commodity for pastors these days!) sits on the...
A Wedding that Almost Wasn’t
**UPDATE: In an earlier version of this post, I quoted the church’s Facebook posting policy. A member kindly contacted me and offered some insight, informing me that the policy dates to March (before the wedding). I am grateful for the clarification...
Mama’s Boy, vol. 2
Dear Mama, Last year around this time, I wrote you a letter. It was my first May in Connecticut, and I was feeling sorry for myself. I missed home and the people at home. And, of course, I missed you–that part hasn’t changed. Just last week I was moving...
Blinded by the Light: A Transfiguration New Stole Sunday
It’s no secret that I have a penchant for stoles. In fact, two Christmases ago, my dear G. cataloged them. That’s right. I have a catalog of my stoles. Last September, Greg gave me this beauty–a lovely addition to my collection, don’t you...01. WELCOME
