Archive for September, 2007

Jesus must’ve liked Welch’s.

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

When I was less than 10, I used to help my mom prepare communion in that tiny room behind the stage. This was pre-remodel (and pre-hideous blue wall) when the area of the sanctuary beyond the organ and choir loft, beyond the special seating for the pastors, was mostly pitch black all the time and [...]

Nostalgia collage

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

I began attempting to select my next story to tell and had trouble prioritizing my favorite Marty Miller memory (MMM). Here are a few of my best, your assignment is to share one or two of yours.
1. It was a cool, wintry day and Jr. High Sunday School was meeting. Marty was describing to us–I [...]

My faith memories, in no particular order.

Sunday, September 9th, 2007

I will never forget the quiet.
It was a sizeable group, all high school aged, and all seated in lawn chairs on a gravelly bank of the Merced River in Yosemite. We’d walked to the spot from our campsite and arranged ourselves in a cluster facing the water which slid by, icy and slow, before us. [...]

Biblical Time Machine

Saturday, September 8th, 2007

I’ve been living life with “little Bible,” as I call it, for so long, I forget I even have a big one. Several big ones.
“Big pink Bible” definitely has something “little Bible” lacks: memorabilia. True, BPB also has lots of footnotes and a useful concordance which LB lacks, but the best thing about it is [...]

Blessings, suckers.

Saturday, September 1st, 2007

Blessings upon this Labor Day weekend to all and sundry, including those suckers who have to go back to work after a whole summer off. May the mourning of your summer be swift, and may the children of your classrooms be well-behaved, fantastically intelligent, and highly participatory.
I for one am relishing finally having a day [...]