Monthly Archives: November 2013


After driving (or being driven) 2,800 miles, we have arrived.  Alaska to Medford, Oregon, by way of Seattle and Bend. A new place to live, and and a new job. I just started as pastor of the First Presbyterian Church of … Continue reading

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Yesterday was my birthday, which means I have ridden this rock around the sun 56 times. That means something, although I am not sure what. I guess that longevity counts for something, although in our our culture it is more … Continue reading

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A long time ago I read that you travel for the same reason you hit yourself with a hammer–because it feels so good when you stop. Well, traveling certainly has benefits that the hammer doesn’t, but I can understand the … Continue reading

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The Sacred

A few years ago I was asked to write about something sacred as a writing exercise. I immediately knew I would be writing about the Magnolia Tree in Reynolda Gardens where I used to hang out when I was a … Continue reading

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On the Road

It was either Wallace Stegner or Wendell Berry who taught me that all novels are either about movement or place. On the Road or Huckleberry Finn are the classic movement novels, while Faulkner and James may be the standard for … Continue reading

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One of the best things I have done lately is to get back in the habit of morning devotionals. I get up at 5:30 before everyone else, and read the Morning Office in the Book of Common Prayer. I read … Continue reading

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There are always roadblocks of one kind of or another. These last two summers I spent fuming at DOT (Motto: Doing Our Best to Make Summer Miserable for YOU!) because of the various roadblocks around town, or at the State … Continue reading

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All Saints Day

We are on the road,slowing winding our way down the Alcan. Leaving was a whirlwind of goodbyes. Friday night at the Big I, witgh people I did not expect to show up. Saturday night at Bobby’s with the usual suspects, … Continue reading

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