Words from Washington

I don’t do well with snow storms. I’m not good with things that have the potential to disrupt my best-laid plans, let alone force me to...

                        “Dear Max,             Your mother and I don’t yet have the words to describe the hope you give us for the ...

I was recently reintroduced to this box at the gym. It's not too intimidating of a picture, but seeing the real thing can cause m...

My father recently delivered a half a dozen plastic bins that have been sitting in my mother's basement for 20 years. She has a...

I reached my tipping point. It happens every year about this time as the fall craziness ushers in forms to be completed for Charge Confe...

Washington has been rocked this week. Traffic patterns were redefined. Barriers were constructed. So many people teleworked that Metro...

Our city is filled with a sense of expectation and excitement that I have not experienced in a long time. Some of us are glued to our tele...

"Tell me, what do you like about your new church?" I asked him. "Everyone is excited to see you when you walk in. They all...

I've been thinking a lot about my legacy in recent months. The conversation was ignited last year through an Executive Certificate in Re...

I spent the last five days in silence with seven other people at Holy Cross Abbey . I make the journey to Berryville once a year, c...

When Mount Vernon Place was given the opportunity to redevelop our property several years ago, a vision emerged for a facility that would b...

I did not need an alarm clock to awaken me this morning as my spirit started to stir a few minutes after 5:00. I had finished 75% of my ...

A seminary friend reached out to me last week with a question. "You seem to have been able to develop many mentors in life. How do y...

We are in the midst of what has been a powerful sermon series for me at Mount Vernon Place , one that has spoken deeply to my soul, on ...

If a picture paints a thousand words, then this photo paints my description of leadership. It is a portrait of a coach, one of his assi...

Easter Sunday is a pastor's dream. Extra people  fill the pews as guests come for the first time and others return after a long time....

"I placed a bag of food by your chair. It's chicken and dumplings. I made them this morning to take to a family who just had a...

My friend, Elizabeth, died this morning. Elizabeth taught me to love sliced avocados on my salad but would not allow me to eat too ...