From time to time, I post a meme on my Facebook page and Twitter feed with quotes from spiritual writers I find inspiring. A few days ago, I posted this one with a quote from 13th Century Christian mystic, Meister Eckhart. Eckhart was a Dominican priest, philosopher, and theologian. In… Read More »Set on Fire
I met her at her home a few evenings ago. As we visited, she spoke about him frequently. She also referred to things around the house that she has now been doing – things he used to do – which she hadn’t done for years: yard work, home repairs, and… Read More »Clumping: How Much Can One Person Bear?
Many of my friends know this, but this often comes as a surprise to others who don’t know me well. I rarely attend Sunday services at a local church. It’s not that I don’t value sharing faith in a community setting or sharing in the sacred moments in the life… Read More »Why I Don’t Go To Church on Sunday
We’re in a difficult period of history. Most of us aren’t really sure how it all happened. Future generations will surely see it more clearly than we do. As you look around the world, there is significant division among people. In many cases, governments seem to no longer have the… Read More »Keeping Light in the Darkness
The movement started when Christianity could be legally practiced in the Roman Empire. Those in serious pursuit of a way of life that could be called “Christian” left their towns and cities and headed to remote places to live alone or in small groups. The most notable were the people… Read More »Becoming Fire
Over the last several decades, I’ve studied the great religious traditions of the world. I’ve taught courses on World Religions and participated in services, rituals, and ceremonies from many of these beautiful traditions. While the formal study of religion is interesting to me, what I find most engaging is when… Read More »What I’ve Learned from Muslim Neighbors
It’s an old Eastern European custom. I’m not sure if it’s still practiced in Slavic countries today, but it’s something we did when I was young. On the day after Easter, Bright Monday, men and boys would splash, sprinkle, or squirt water on unsuspecting women while announcing, “Christ is risen!” … Read More »Fifty Days: To Life!
The ancient story is retold each year throughout the world. On the first day of the week, the women went before dawn to the place where they laid his body. Arriving at the tomb, they found the stone rolled away. His body was gone. Scholars tell us that the first… Read More »Making Sense of the Resurrection
