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Head like a big watermelon, frequently thumped and still not ripe.

I hear the word “safe” used a lot lately. Mostly it comes modified by the adverb “not.” People in our congregation, yearly meeting and cer...

Today’s devotional reading from Fruit of the Vine comes from I Samuel 3, the story of the voice in the night. I find it an apt word for...

I can lose myself in a book, but, better than that, I can also find myself. This is the list of my favorite books read during 2016, whatev...

Arthur Roberts died last week. It was not unexpected; he was 93 and under hospice care. But the sense of grief and loss surprises me. Th...

I’m still mulling over yearly meeting and our inability to come to consensus on the issues related to same sex relationships. We’re still ...

The shout, “Read me! Read me!” is not just about this blog post. It’s encouraging you to buy, read and, hopefully, enjoy my new poetry col...