A Minister's Musings

The other night I had a dream. I'm in a large hall.  It's some sort of melding of a convention center meeting room with the dini...

This past Sunday I preached one of the most difficult sermons I've ever had to preach in my nearly two decades of doing this job.  I don...

Did you hear about the dyslexic agnostic with insomnia?  He spent his nights lying in bed wondering if there is a dog. I was reminded of t...

435 years ago, Ferenc Dávid died in the prison in Déva, Transylvania, convicted of the crime of "innovation."  The anniversary ...

When I was a kid my dad gave me a hammer.  I still have it.  I had it twenty-five years ago when the Berlin Wall was opened, and I t...

When I was a kid I was a fiend for Monty Python's Flying Circus .  (Still am, actually.)  It came on at 11:30, and I'd stay up to wa...

Last night at the congregation I serve -- the Thomas Jefferson Memorial Church - Unitarian Universalist -- there was a discussion as part o...

This is the sermon preached on August 17, 2014 at the Thomas Jefferson Memorial Church -- Unitarian Universalist in Charlottesville, VA. ...

A few weeks ago a colleague of mine in the professional ministry ended her life.  Yesterday morning Robin Williams apparently committed suic...

When I was young, I wanted to become a performer.  And I did, in more ways than not.  I've got a somewhat serious and steady gig these d...

Each year, on the anniversary of the day that the French wire-walker and street performer Phillipe Petit danced for forty-five minutes be...