Well, I got it wrong — twice. The first time was on Sunday. One of the illustrations I used during my sermon was something I was taught at a school bus defensive driving school several years ago. I learned that the key to keeping a straight line while driving backwards is keeping one’s focus on…Read more »
Many thoughts are swirling around in my head this morning:
One big enemy of open-heartedness is anxiety. An undercurrent of worry will carry significant amounts of attention and energy away from the enterprise of real living. (Open-heartedness is real living.) For those of us who are doggedly conscientious, carrying on while feeling chronically overwhelmed can become a way of life — but it’s not usually an open-hearted way of life.
Sometimes the learning curve is so steep, and happening around so many different themes, that it’s hard to know which to write about or how to possibly describe what’s stretching me and what I barely grasp myself. Maybe you’ve noticed that the number of posts on this blog have dropped dramatically this summer. There are several reasons for that:…Read more »
The Patrick’s Picnic is such a happy route back into life-at-BRC after having been way. I don’t get to see everyone, but we do get to look into many dear familiar (family-er) faces and see love shining out. And there is just so much life at a Patrick picnic, isn’t there.
1. Sean and Jennifer, who were in Boston over the weekend, decided to drive all the way back to Schenectady late Saturday night in order to be with us in worship on Sunday morning. (This made God happy; it meant that He could receive those stirring drum-punctuated songs He loves so much.) 2. Rachel and Jennifer…Read more »
I have a one of the best seats in the house, and that’s one of the reasons it feels right to peck away at the computer trying to pass on at least a little bit of what I see. At the same time, I’ve been thinking this morning about the thing Jesus emphasized — about…Read more »