We’re all connected. We’re connected and we’re all made from the same stuff. Some say it’s stardust, which is a lovely thought, but sounds way too pretty for all the guts and brains. More importantly, our essence, our souls, are in the image and likeness of...
On Monday, we celebrate Juneteenth, a federal holiday which commemorates the emancipation of enslaved African Americans. Some of you know that my Ph.D. dissertation focused on questions of racial identity and justice. The first chapter of that dissertation...
"Apocalyptic." Without question, that was the one word I heard used most often to describe the phenomenon we saw this past Wednesday, when smoke from Canadian wildfires covered our beloved city in an orange haze. I snapped this photo facing north on 5thAveat...
Last Sunday we sang a fun little song for the Incarnation Choir during Coffee Hour. It was the choir’s final Sunday before breaking for the summer, so we were happy to honor them with "Adieu and Bon Voyage." Thomas Reefer, our Interim Music Director, wrote...
Earlier this week, I officiated my grandmother’s funeral in Scooba, Mississippi, a town with a population of around 650 people. For its small size, Scooba boasts several churches, including my grandmother’s Presbyterian church, which is on the same street as...