Jesus, Remember Me

I recently heard a TED talk by Dave Isay, the creator of Story Corps. You might have heard one of these heartwarming interviews on public radio on Friday mornings. Dave Isay opened the first story corps booth in 2003 in grand central station. His idea was to create a quiet place where people could honor someone they cared about by listening to their story. Each story was recorded and catalogued with the library of congress, and also given to the interviewees. The idea caught on, and now there more than 100,000 people in all 50 states have recorded SC interviews. It's the largest single collection of human voices ever gathered. A lot of people talk about crying when they hear a Story Corps in

If We Can't, We Won't

You probably won’t believe it, but my kids spend too much time on their phones. I have a love-hate relationship with this technology, mostly because it demands vigilant supervision from me But even I had to laugh the other day when my son showed me a meme from the internet. It was entitled “Advertising Placement Fail,” and pictured the back of a panel truck with its right door open. All you could see what the left half of the back of the truck, containing half of their motto, which read: “If We Can’t, We Won’t.” It was good to laugh this week; it felt like a little respite from the weight we have all been carrying. We have elected a new president, but our country remains as divided as ever.

The Gene Pool is Real

Thirteen years ago, my niece, Zoe, was born. She was the first child born on either side of my family, besides my own kids. As I gazed into the picture of baby Zoe on the internet, freshly squeezed from birth, my first thought was: The gene pool is real! I must confess that even though I had had my own two children by this point, that I still thought all babies kind of looked alike, especially as newborns. I expected baby Zoe to look like my babies. We were in the same family, after all. But as I looked into that little face, there could be no doubt: this child looked nothing like my husband or myself. She looked like a combination of her parents’ faces— and though it makes perfect sense, it

Since some can not make it to church every Sunday, here's a glimpse into the sermons from recent worship services.  


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