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All in all, it’s been quite the experience.  For with but a short exception we’ve lived out all of our marriage and our ministry in houses belonging to the church or appointment where we were assigned.    And each has had … Continue reading →

I had almost forgotten it was Independence Day. For traveling for months from one side of Europe to the other, the days had begun to blur together a bit, with a decidedly American holiday pretty far off of anyone’s radar … Continue reading →

Riots in the streets…vicious propaganda and pamphlet wars…graffiti on the stone walls… the situation in the Bospurus straits was increasingly untenable, and the leader of that land knew that something had to be done.  But unlike today’s unrest in Turkey, … Continue reading →

At least we didn’t sing it in a ridiculous reggae style again this year.  Still, just listening and looking around the room at our annual conference session last week, it was fairly obvious that there were many who may not … Continue reading →

It was my first paying job in journalism and it gave me an incredible insight into the institution I had already decided to commit my life to serve.  For working on the local church editions of the United Methodist Reporter … Continue reading →

It’s a desolate place, the land good for nothing but hunting grouse and grazing sheep, and even those ruminant creatures have to be fairly resourceful to pick out the few blades of grass or heather which lie hidden among the … Continue reading →

They should really put a back door on those things. For if you could come in through the rear and never even saw what the first class seats look like, it would make the whole experience much easier. But as … Continue reading →

I’m almost surprised that Methodists haven’t crashed the whole Internet, as many emails, twitter messages, and blog pieces that have been circulating through cyberspace over the subject in recent days. For the “outing” of a Texas Conference internal proposal, one … Continue reading →

Uncle Robert had a grocery store there, and it was always where I wanted to head first whenever we visited that little town with the geographically challenged name. For if you could maneuver your way down those narrow aisles and … Continue reading →

Since 1897 they’ve been running the race in Beantown, making it the world’s oldest marathon. And from early on, the race has been likewise tied to Patriot’s Day in Boston, the annual commemoration of that “shot heard ‘round the world” … Continue reading →