the world is my parish…
There is this saying sometimes about Methodists… that we’ll marry and bury anyone. And in my little town, I guess that is true. Most of…
Katie Z.
Being Honest about Weakness
Like any one of the rest of us, I have been blessed with particular gifts. I’m lucky enough to have answered a calling that uses…
Setting the Table: The Cup
On a brutally hot afternoon, a lone woman makes the long trek from her village to the nearby well. She brings with her an empty…
Grilled Cheesus…
Ready-made just for my blog comes along an episode of Glee called, “Grilled Cheesus.” It begins with a young man named, Finn, discovering that his…
Farmer’s Daughter
A couple of weeks ago, I headed on a whirlwhind roadtrip to Kansas with my parents and my little brother. DJ has just accepted an…
Setting the Table: The Plate
Two weeks ago, I was honored to be asked to plan worship for a gathering of clergy in Des Moines. A friend, Rev. Sean McRoberts…
tea and danish
I’ve blogged before about how church visitation makes my skin crawl. It gets me all weirded out for no good reason at all. It is…
upside down and inside out
Today, my brain stopped working. I was standing at the graveside for a funeral going over the so familiar liturgy and every minute or two,…