When Love Shows Up

Earlier this week I had a parishioner reach out to me to express disappointment in our church’s response to our country beginning a war with Iran this past Sunday – or, rather,

It snowed in Cincinnati today for no reason. If you weren’t here, you may not know what I mean, but really there was no reason for it. It wasn’t cold enough to snow, and there was no

In our continuing conversation about finding the middle in American politics, it’s worth repeating something that sometimes gets overlooked: The middle moves. Which is to say, some things we

Lately I’ve been trying to understand the Middle a lot. When we talk about the middle ground in this country what do we mean? Really? Do we mean the place where

Multiple Christian denominations were fractured during the time leading up to the Civil War. The moral issue of slavery was at the center of these splits. Most notably, Methodists, Presbyterians, and Baptists tore in

Last week I talked/wrote about the moderate life – about my natural inclination towards being a moderate regardless of how extreme and ideologically pure I often wish I were.

I have wanted to be an extremist for much of my life. There is something very attractive about extremism, if I’m being honest. I’m probably not supposed to say that, but it’s true: Extremism is tied to idealism in

“I just don’t think religion and politics should have anything to do with each other,” she said, and I was ready to argue right away. I have

I saw something recently that said I’m not making any resolutions for 2026: It’s the year’s turn to get better. So far that’s not happening, but there’s still time.  Have you ever had

What are the little things that make it Christmas for you? What has shaped your perceptions of Christmas – of what it’s supposed to be? Likely, it’s a combination of

So I’m in therapy. That’s nothing new. I’ve been in therapy on and off for much of my adult life. I’m really grateful for it. Sometimes it’s not a good fit, but when it is a

So there I was last Sunday putting up Christmas lights. It was the first week of Advent. I had spent the morning preaching at church. Now I was in my front