It's Been a Week
Folks, it's been a week. Our church family has been through the wringer these past few days. We've mourned the passing of one of our own; two members have had surgery, one major; others have had procedures or are now awaiting tests in the coming weeks. We've all run the full gamut of emotions this week, going from anxiety to relief to grief to joy to anticipation to back again. Through it all, we've pulled together and taken care of our own, and I couldn't be prouder of you a
Delay of Game
Today's blog was delayed a bit because, well, life happens. Some things in life we can prepare for; others, not so much. And then there are those events that, no matter how much you prepare, you simply can't be ready for. Other things get pushed to the back burner, delayed, while you deal with the new hand life has (temporarily) dealt you. That sort of postponement is one thing, but many people in my generation (and those younger than mine) experience other significant delays
Renegotiating the Terms
It's one of the greatest lines in science fiction: "I am altering the deal. Pray I don't alter it any further." Few of us are as evil as Darth Vader, but we've all had times we thought it was time to alter the deal and renegotiate. Things just didn't go the way we thought they should have, and so we decided to say, "Hang on a minute. If this is how this will really work, we need to change a few things." It could happen on the job, in a friendship, in a relationship, or even i
Resurrection Hope
Christ is risen! He is risen indeed! Amen! Alleluia! So goes the traditional Easter greeting. It's been used for years upon years across multiple denominations, and for good reason. In just a few short words, it captures come of the main messages of the Resurrection and emphasizes one in particular: hope. Still, it's easy to miss the message of hope in the acclamation, so let's take a closer look at it. "Christ is risen!" means, well, Christ is rise. He's alive. The grave cou
A Good Friday
There is a sort of power in a name. It affects us differently when people say our names in different tones of voice, and the names they choose to call us reflects who they think we are. I, for instance, answer to "Chris" from most people, "Brother Chris" from my congregation, "Pastor Chris" from others in familiar church circles, "Reverend Peters" in very formal settings, "Christopher" from my family, and "Christopher William!" from Mom when I'm in trouble. It matters, then,
Maundy Thursday
I realize it's Wednesday today and Holy Thursday isn't actually until tomorrow, but since I don't blog tomorrow, I needed to do this today. The next major day in Holy Week is Holy Thursday, better known in some faith traditions as Maundy Thursday. "Maundy" has come to refer to footwashing, especially washing the feet of the poor, so the day is named for Jesus' act in the Upper Room the night of his betrayal. Now, don't get me wrong: I have nothing against a footwashing servic
WWJD?
Of all the "hip" phrases and acronyms to hit the church scene in my lifetime, "WWJD?" is arguably the biggest. "What Would Jesus Do?" has become a guiding principle to an untold number of people, and it's not a bad one. But, as one of my favorite sayings goes, "When someone asks you, 'What would Jesus do?' remind them that getting angry and flipping tables is a viable option." After Jesus entered Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, he went to the temple and wreaked havoc with what he f
No Artificial Flavors
There are many things in life that taste good but just aren't the real thing, things like pineapple and watermelon candy. Then there are things that try to be the real thing but just aren't (and usually taste terrible), such as anything involving the word "tofu." And then there's a third category of things which do a decent job at pretending to be something they're not that I simply just don't care for, and it's in this group I place orange candy and grape-flavored anything.
April Showers and Mayflowers
April showers bring May flowers, and what do May flowers bring? Pilgrims, of course! I know, it's a bad joke and a tired pun, but it's still funny (or at least it is to me; then again, I have a notoriously warped sense of humor). The Pilgrims probably fit better in a blog in November, but I'm going to talk about them today instead. Officially known as the Scrooby Pilgrims, a group of Christians (Puritans, to be exact) who disagreed with the Church of England left Scrooby, a v