Words from Washington

A colleague shared her CaringBridge site a week and a half ago, and her photo drew me in. There she was, a woman who appeared to be abo...

I spent the summer pondering hunger. The Revised Common Lectionary assigned passages from John 6 several weeks in a row. It's a cha...

"Are we in a hurry today?" This very question is often posed by my husband when we are running errands on Saturday afternoon...

I got my hair cut by a new person yesterday afternoon. I arrived at the appointed time, settled into the chair, and listened to a glimpse of...

It is the festival of Passover, one of the most important holidays celebrated by the Jewish people who gather to remember how God pass...

Truth be told, I've never pondered the power of being surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses. I know many people who pray for t...

The temperatures were in their 60s when I arrived at the abbey on Monday afternoon. I pondered whether to leave my coat in the car or carr...

Last month, I had the privilege of serving as one of the keynote speakers for the Holston Conference Minister's Convocation.   It was...

I signed dozens of letters last week to accompany financial statements that reflect how much a person gave to our church in 2017. Once th...

A lively, gifted woman, someone who is in Washington with her family for just this year, sat down on the floor and gathered the childre...

It was 100 years ago today, on October 8, 1917, when the cornerstone was laid for our glorious, historic church building designed to...

If you follow me on Facebook, then you're likely aware that I post a PSA about every 90 days. Immediately after I visit the Melanoma ...

"My obedience would be the only thing I would track." The words echoed through my ears last Sunday afternoon when I sat aroun...

"Wow! Look at my picture," Eddie said with a huge smile on his face. "It's really good!" he continued to excl...