Words from Washington

 "I read your blog last night," he said as I stepped onto the front porch with my book. "And I just cannot figure out why a...

Last  Sunday  was an incredible day at Mount Vernon Place as we welcomed a large youth choir from Glenn Memorial United Methodist Chu...

"Stand at the crossroads and look; ask for the ancient paths, ask where the good way is, and walk in it, and you will find rest for ...

My mother is a remarkable woman who has shaped and formed me into the person I am today. I will never know the extent of the sacrifices sh...

Holy Week is my favorite week of the entire year. I love immersing myself in the story, selecting liturgy for each worship experience and ...

It's Monday of the busiest week of the year. There are many books I planned to have read by now and others I downloaded just last nigh...

Sunday night took us to third row, center seats for the Oak Ridge Boys. I grew up singing the music of the Oak Ridge Boys. I can remember ...

I've read about hermits. It was sometime in seminary, probably in Early and Medieval Christianity when we were learning about the Earl...

Yes! It's cold outside. I know this fact to be true after hearing my car sputter a little when I turned it on this morning. I could tell...

It's been a rather remarkable year. I've learned the power of prayer as my father was quickly scheduled for open heart surgery, an...

What if we woke up every morning and said "thank you?" What if we regularly expressed gratitude to friends and family for the gi...

Dear Beloved Mount Vernon Place Congregation: The United Methodist Church has been making the news a lot this week. Our beloved church ...

  There were many times when I complained about going to their house. I was and am a city kid, and they live on a farm. They did not lo...

We are told all the time to "be aware." Be aware of who is walking down the sidewalk with you. Be aware of who might be around y...

 I've spent most of August as a pilgrim in South Africa. It was on a Pilgrimage of Pain and Hope to South Africa in 2004 when I experi...

The four women pictured here have left a mark on my spirit and heart. I don't remember hearing their names before. While their story m...