The Whole Story
I was in third grade, nestled next to my family in some discount theater in Salem, Massachusetts. The seats had a sheen where greasy popcorn hands had been wiped on […]
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Parlor and Kitchen Stories
This spring, I took a job in a new church context. There is something so unique and exhausting about the first couple of months of a new job, trying to […]
Sabbath, Rest, and the Voices Inside My Head
“Would you ever consider doing something like this?” I asked. I was sitting with my friend Jeff in the balcony seats of the Wilbur Theater in Boston. “Nooo!” he replied. […]
Bullies, Wood Chips, and God
It was a standard day at Clover Bottom Developmental Center, a state-run institution for developmentally disabled adults. I was a few months into my pastoral internship at Studio 1, an […]
