Hello, and happy Saturday, friends! It’s been a busy few months, and while I have been writing periodically, nothing has felt quite finished enough to post for awhile – hence the dust that’s been collecting around here. But it’s a beautiful fall day today; the windows are open, the breeze is perfect, and a few…
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…
I played hooky from church this morning. I felt a little guilty about it at first – after all, one of my goals for 2018 is to make a more serious effort at finding a true community in this city – and showing up on Sunday mornings is part of that. Skipping church tomorrow, I…
A few weeks ago, a woman got onto the subway at the stop after mine, and after awhile, she began to preach. At first, I thought she might have been the slightest bit crazy, because she started by quoting random lyrics to old-school church songs (but saying them, not singing them), and it’s not unusual in…
