The oddest thing happened a few weeks ago: my church fell down. A security camera on a nearby building caught the collapse, and I watched it over and over again – the steeple just… falling. (You can see that clip in the video above.) It was so surreal. It was also a bit of a…
It is raining in Brooklyn today, and between the rain and the cold that I’ve managed to catch, my plans for a hike through the North Woods in Central Park are on hold. Instead, I am curled up under a blanket with a cup of tea, my favorite fall candle (a souvenir from that apple-picking…
The featured image in this post is a photo I took with my phone from the window of the train on my way back from Connecticut a couple of months ago. I’m not quite sure why, but to date, it’s still one of my favorite NYC views (although, in the interest of full disclosure, I…
Lo, under the gentle Vine, O Christ, The whole church plays in peace. – Notker, the Monk from St. Gall I had the incredible privilege last month of overhearing a conversation between Pádraig Ó Tuama and Peter Rollins about peacemaking – not just once, but twice, thanks to this glorious technology known as a podcast. As I…
I had the incredible privilege recently of hearing Rob Bell and Peter Rollins speak during their Brooklyn stop on their Holy Shift tour. Both of these men have been instrumental in shaping my faith and praxis, so the chance to see them both in person was really exciting. The evening did not disappoint; it was a…
