Now Comes Good Sailing: Why I Love Graveyards

Now Comes Good Sailing: Why I Love Graveyards

Is thinking about your own death good for you? I love graveyards, especially the beautiful and historic ones I’ve been in this week. I spent the past week in Boston with a group of teenagers on a spiritual pilgrimage. Every day, we visit historic and religious sites,...
The Blessings of Being Lost

The Blessings of Being Lost

The Blessings of Being Lost In 2003, I studied abroad in Glasgow, Scotland. After playing in a pub band and making friends with a bunch of older Scottish musicians and artists, I had the chance to engage people and parts of the city that I would have never encountered...
What Can Your Fear Teach You?

What Can Your Fear Teach You?

The Storm I knew from the moment I walked into her hospital room that this wasn’t an ordinary visit. In the summer of 2006, I was serving as a hospital chaplain at Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston. One day, while doing rounds on one of my floors, I came into...
Easter, if Explained by my Garden

Easter, if Explained by my Garden

From my journal – April 1, 2018 Today we planted our annual garden. New life into soil that (to the casual observer) looks to have been lifeless for a while. Underneath, in the blessed darkness, life is thriving. Worms chewing up what they’ve been given and...
Why Palm Sunday is like a Pride Parade

Why Palm Sunday is like a Pride Parade

I think Palm Sunday is a like a Pride Parade. Stick with me for just a minute, especially if that doesn’t make sense to you. The Pride Parade Part Her name was Marsha P Johnson. When police raided the Stonewall Inn in June of 1968, she was one of the people who fought...