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Kintsugi is the centuries-old Japanese art of fixing broken pottery. Rather than attempting to repair broken ceramic pieces with a hidden adhesive, the Kintsugi technique employees a special tree sap lacquer dusted with powdered gold, silver, or platinum.

This Sunday, we’re starting a new series, How to Be Human. I invite you to join me as we explore paths of ambiguity and unknowing toward the discovery of the light at the heart of our humanity. 

I asked some of my friends to quickly respond by telling me their most boring job. A social worker said paperwork, a singer-songwriter said the details of licensing and contracts, a performer said the long drive home after the excitement of the show.

There is this strange story in the Gospel of Luke where Jesus is teaching some of his followers in someone’s home.

Here is a story I read recently by Shefa Gold. “Imagine this scene: We see a tribe riding camels across the desert. The sun is burning; the wind is blowing; the wilderness stretches out before them.

What does your most authentic self look like? To put it another way, what is your “why?”

The first time my Uncle Mac invited me to listen in on one of his bluegrass jam sessions, I was just 11, and filled with fascination and awe.

I was on my way to Colorado this past week, on my way to a retreat, when I stopped in La Veta, a small, southern Colorado town just off the northern border of New Mexico.

Things don’t always go as planned. You will be late. You will be early. You will be delayed. You will change your mind. You make plans and then something else happens.

The late author and pastor, Forrest Church, tells the story of Corinna Marsh who lived in a tiny cluttered room at the Marquis Hotel in Manhattan.