Being real in prayer

The phone rang at 3am with almost unspeakable heartache on the other end.  I soon passed through the ER’s metal detectors and toward ICU. The victim vacillated between this life and the one to come.  I found her daughter sitting in pajamas in the middle of an empty hallway. I introduced myself as her mother’s […]

Blessed are the peacemakers- being mistaken for the Children of God

I awoke at 3am, perhaps, because of the NYT interactive graphic “477 Days, 521 Mass shootings, Zero Action from Congress”  I read before bed. Unable to return to sleep, I went and dusted off a sermon from 2015.   Sadly, it was easy to rework it for another shooting.   I awoke grieving for Las Vegas, […]