Earlier this month, Robin and I drove from San Francisco to Denver. Friends watching our posts on Facebook often remarked: “Not exactly the direct route.” They were right. We intentionally drove a circuitous route to acquaint ourselves with the Mountain Sky Area. In ...
As I write, following the rhythm of the seasons, amber maple leaves drift through dark fir branches in a forest that is slipping from summer into autumn. Owls swoop silently above the forest floor, in an endless search for sustenance. Voles grub through the duff beneath...
The second week of the General Conference has been long, confusing, and filled with uncertainty; and it is this uncertainty that I want to focus on today. As we progress through our work, there is a feeling of looming uncertainty of the future of the Church.
There is one word which seems to be uttered more than any other word at the 2016 General Conference gathering. That word is unity. Unity. Unity within the Council of Bishops. Unity within the UMC.
How do we move forward with candidates who identify as LGBTQI? How do we move forward as colleagues come out as LGBTQI? How do we move forward as colleagues conduct wedding ceremonies for same-gendered couples?
Let me tell you about the hope and happiness I found today. Today I participated in the best holy conferencing and discernment I have been a part of in 20 years of Methodist Conferences.
Today was a time for relationship. As people settled in, new relationships were formed, old relationships remembered, and friendship strengthened.