From dust you came and to dust you shall return.
Tonight, I will repeat these words over and over as I look into the eyes of church members – people who count on my to reveal the presence of God in their midst. People who look to me for hope and wholeness. People who come week in and week out, seeking the God who creates and sustains.
Anyone who follows me on facebook knows that one of my favorite parts of the holiday season is opening cards from friends far and near. Being single, it is a nice reminder that someone thought to include you as a part of their family. This year in particular, opening cards from Atlanta reminded me that I hadn’t been forgotten, and…
Have you ever had one of those days where you just feel like giving up? Like your best will never be good enough and you’ll never be worth a place at the proverbial table? Like you can’t seem to breathe hope into the future, because everything around you seems so dark? Have you ever had one of those days only…
I’ve been in the mountains of Clayton, Ga. since Sunday leading a reflection and debriefing retreat for college and graduate school students called Selah Vie. The pastor carefully planned worship and vespers around developing a rhythm of life, including sabbath, community, and meaningful work. Throughout the week, I was reminded of a sermonette I preached at Park Avenue Baptist Church…
Rev. on the Edge 