Author Archives: Pat

Mama Bird Mama bird and I have a thing going. She has a nest of baby birds in the rafters of our garage. She hangs out in a near-by tree and watches over them. I come out to see how … Continue reading →

The moon deserves a poem Yet, I can’t find words For its hold on me. I see it rise in the darkening night Appearing as a crescent sliver Changing to a full shining sphere Whose brightness lights up the sky … Continue reading →

I don’t usually share posts in poetic form, but that may change. Here is one of my latest reflections. God is Many. Sitting in the silence of the sanctuary, I try to feel God’s presence I focus on the cross … Continue reading →

The Day after Easter April 2, 2018   April fool a day late, It is snowing! The weather is out of control. Yesterday, Easter day, was beautiful A very precious time with Jim and family Our special time in church … Continue reading →

It is good Friday again and this year I am having trouble with commemorating Jesus’ death on a cross over two thousand years ago. My mind jumps from thought to thought. Of course a God of love did not sacrifice … Continue reading →

Watching young people march to end gun violence in our schools and on our streets brings tears to my eyes. In addition to celebrating their cause, their determination and actions, “not just a moment but a movement,” I am overwhelmed … Continue reading →

Have we as a nation lost our civility? Has lying in high places become the norm? Or name calling? Or a penchant for violence? For those of us who are Christians, we ought to have something to say about these … Continue reading →

So I was listening to a wonderful sermon for children about how Jesus is their friend, and how they can pray to Jesus, saying whatever is on their minds about how they feel or what they care about, when it … Continue reading →

In 1955 there were 4 women in our entering Bachelor of Divinity (now a Master of Divinity) class at Princeton Theological Seminary, preparing for Ministry. When we entered, women were not yet being ordained. That changed in 1956 in the … Continue reading →

I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me before, but undoing the work of the first black President of the United States is an ultimate form of racism. Better than killing the actual person, which would make him a … Continue reading →