Boldly Co-Existing with Mental Illness
Another Helping of Brokenness
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I am prone to sudden jerky movements that are beyond my control. The other day, I was out on an errand. As happens so often when I go out, I experienced how we judge one another. And how sometimes we are both spectacularly loud and spectacularly wrong in our judgments.
Burnt Kabob
From Your Minister
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Recently, at one of CLF’s online worship services, we featured a guest minister, Teresa Ines Soto, who lives with cerebral palsy.
REsources for Living
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I don’t know about your family, but in my family healthy eating is an ongoing battle. Yes, I am the kind of parent who generally thinks that junk food is bad, and vegetables are good. Not surprisingly, my daughter is equally strong in her opinion that junk food is good, and vegetables are to be avoided at all costs.
From Loneliness to Solitude
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One Sunday morning several years ago I stood on the front steps and greeted those who arrived. These front step greetings are one of my favorite rituals of Sunday morning—a chance for me to connect, if only briefly, with each and every person who walks through the doors. It allows me to take the temperature, if you will, of the congregation.
Power of One
From Your Minister
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I’ve recently been engaged in a fascinating email conversation with a man named Michael Lorence, who found me electronically and reached out. Michael and his wife Diana wanted to share their story of the seven years that they spent living in a 12×12 foot house in the center of 60 acres of woods. They called the cabin, “Innermost House.”
REsources for Living
The Beginning is Now
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The beginning is now,
and will always be….
There’s another train.
There always is.
Maybe the next one is yours.
Get up and climb aboard
another train.
—Pete Morton
The first time I heard those words was in seminary. I’d just agreed to sing with a newly formed a cappella group, and this song, Another Train, was on the practice CD I’d been sent home with after our first rehearsal. Thinking back, I’d guess I played it at least a hundred times the first few days I had it in my possession—in the shower, on my way to classes, when I went for walks, even when I was washing dishes at the sink and doing my laundry. I nearly drove my housemates crazy, but there was something about the lyrics that really grabbed me.
