Each morning, as I lie in bed, before I put my feet on the ground I start my prayer with the beginning of the Lord’s Prayer. “Our Father who art in heaven hollowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” As Jesus prayed that prayer,…
For as long as I can remember churches and the ones I have attended were focused mostly on how many can we baptize. How many can we convince to buy “fire insurance”. When you shrink the gospel of Jesus down to just about getting into heaven… it becomes joyless. The Gospel of Jesus is about…
He must have been short and his appearance was that of a little man. When I think of Zacchaeus, I picture someone like Danny Devito. Small but with moxie. Zacchaeus was the lowest of the low in society. Someone who cheated, and abused people in the name of making a dollar. He had heard of…
When she asked me about Happy Jesus Day tears filled my eyes, and a lump formed in my throat. As she hugged me she said “I didn’t mean to upset you”. I explained the burden that weighs on me. The burden that comes with this mission. A mission that others have felt, which weighed heavy…
I woke early this morning, after Christmas, to look back! The presents are gone. The stockings are on the floor. Just like that, the day we look forward to all year long, is gone. Soon lights will come down and the songs, well they have already disappeared. As I sit and ponder this time of…
As I sit in this large restaurant, there are so many people. Waiters and waitresses. Buss boys and cooks. Everyone rushing around. People are busy eating and visiting. It gives me pause. I think on the hustle and bustle, of Bethlehem this week. The streets were crowded. The taverns where filled to overflowing. The hotels…
Every year I try to put myself in Mary’s sandals. I try to imagine what it was like to look upon his face for the first time. To touch his head, to feel his breath, and to know it is the breath of God. What went thru her mind as she realized she was delivering…
As we head into a week of Thanksgiving let us dwell on the fact that we are all connected. Each person… each animal… each blade of grass contains the work of our God. As the ones made in his image, we bare his heart and soul within every human being on the planet. No matter…
We live in a country that is divided. Not since the civil war has there been so much division. The Christ I love is about unity. As we celebrate the coming of our Savior my thoughts turn to nothing but his arrival. The Christ that came to save us is about love. When Jesus came…