In the 1990s, in Cape Elizabeth, Maine, after a chilly night, as the temps rose from the forties and the sun burned through the ocean fog, the new day would rest upon my face: warmth: blessed warmth.
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Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A. No, that’s not a typo.
My traveling girlfriend and I have a way of celebrating with each other.
Some of the sweetest moments in life begin with a simple invitation: “Come join us.”
Many of us know this verse from Warner Sallman’s famous painting, Christ at Heart’s Door.
There are places in scripture so powerful, so deep, that to recite them is to experience them.
This Wednesday, August 5th, is our last Summer Potluck at Wesley Hall.
One of the places that has shaped the direction of my life is Taizé, a small pilgrim community in the hills of Burgundy, France.