Words from Washington

I cannot lift one of my arms right now. My thighs ache each time I climb the stairs. My back has felt tighter than it ever has before. My st...

I'm in the process of preparing to meet three admitted seminary students this afternoon who are all willing to explore the possibility o...

I came across a quote from Stanley Hauerwas' commentary on Matthew while preparing for yesterday's Ash Wednesday sermon. Hauerwas, i...

My husband and I spent the last four days in New York City. The trip was part of Craig's Christmas present and part of my efforts to ke...

There is no way I can begin to comprehend the pain that fills the Paterno home today. If I were to imagine the pain, I imagine a series of ...

I made a comment a couple of weeks ago on Facebook about how Tim Tebow makes prayer look so easy. I stated how I wished prayer were as simpl...

In 2012, I will... slow down choose carefully trust God simplify my life So that I might... see clearly listen carefully think deeply enjo...

As a Methodist, I have been taught to believe that I am going on to perfection. I even told the bishop on the day of my ordination that I ...

A portion of Thanksgiving day was spent with church members. Following a feast of turkey and all the trimmings with the aroma of pumpkin pie...

Thankful. Heart overflowing. Gratitude. Thanksgiving. I have so much for which to give thanks: A partner in life who makes me laugh often an...

With visitors in town, I finally tracked over to the Tidal Basin to see the thirty foot stone statue of Martin Luther King, Jr. It was a cri...

I had met the woman only once. Each time I called asking if I could visit, I was politely told to not come. I continued to mail birthday car...

Our marriage began with a diet of moules and frites. Honeymooning in Quebec, we were motivated by our hotel to visit many French restaurants...

Playing Favorites Exodus 14:19-31 and Matthew 18:21-35 September 11, 2011 Donna Claycomb Sokol Mount Vernon Place UMC, Washington Sides are ...

I love Facebook. Facebook is a place where I have reconnected with friends from as early as elementary school. It is a place where I can gle...

I have an addiction or two. I am addicted to Facebook and email. It does not matter what day of the week it is, I regularly read status upda...

The tiny instructor is a master dancer. I often walk away from class trying to figure out how she remembers each step of every routine. She ...

What if God loves us so much that we are set free from all of our failures and sins no matter what? What if there really are no boundaries t...

We have grown to expect someone wearing a blue vest to say "hello" to us when we walk through the doors of Wal-Mart. We believe ou...

As many of you know, I am spending this week in Collegeville, Minnesota with Martin Copenhaver, Lillian Daniel, a writing tutor and eleven...