The dog and the author
This is an oil painting of a Skye Terrier named Bobby. He lived as the companion of a police officer named John Grey whose beat was the Grassmarket between Greyfriars…
Making all things new and messy
When God says “I am making all things new.” I wonder if we are really into that. I mean, do we want all things new? Or do we prefer to…
party no matter what party you are from
On the Sunday night after the election, in the smokey darkness of the great cathedral nave of our church, people gathered. They gathered because they always do, but only half…
listen
"Sometimes it seems as if we do everything possible to avoid the painful confrontation with our basic human loneliness, and allow ourselves to be trapped by false gods promising…
huddled by a door, face protected from the wind
This is an East door of the cathedral. A homeless woman is sleeping there with hear head protected by the stones of our cathedral. She had approached me earlier that…
dancing
We are a few weeks away from the Parish Dinner. Dozens of people are working hard to make arrangements to host 300 of our parish for a four course French…
The Willing Wall
“The Willing Wall” at Saint John’s Cathedral We had so much fun at our Pledge Campaign kickoff! We wrote That was quite a party we had together to celebrate…
Sabbath and self-worship
This is an image from Prague. I took the photo walking from my home, into the city the day I was hit by a train. I remember, now, how…
honey, venom and community
A stained glass window from The National Cathedral honoring bees. The five bee hives on our cathedral are sometimes a lovely set of colonies on our roof, sometimes…
exchanging our speeches for silence
It takes great courage to be gentle. And it takes especially great courage to be gentle with our selves. We hold tightly onto the things we have chosen to believe.…