My Crush

It’s official. It’s Good Friday and our van is dead.  There’s no Easter Sunday resurrection in its future. Instead, I dusted off my old road bike and took it to a shop in Scone.  They specialize two things: selling nature paintings and fixing bicycles.  The place is almost as interesting as the guy who tunes…

Today marks the return of my 1989 T-Bird. I surrendered it into the capable hands of my mechanic about a week and a half ago. It was blowing smoke–the white, sweet-smelling type. Car people tell me that’s a bad sign. The actual diagnosis was dire: I needed a new engine. Thankfully, I landed a great…

Our team has some big ideas. Find out this Sunday at HMC.

I’m on the hunt for some artists. Part of my teaching load this fall involves teaching a course called “Arts and Symbols in Christian Worship”.  As part of my class prep, I have contacted a wide variety of people: everyone from a Greek Orthodox priest to a dramatically inclined, former college roommate who is currently…

I’m preaching this Sunday morning. The theme is the church’s role in nurturing faith at home. I’ll be talking about next generation faith. The church can stunt the faith of the emerging generation if young people are not encouraged to leave “home” one day. Jesus did it to the disciples when he sent out the…