A few years ago, I was privileged to spend an entire summer in my birthplace of Taiwan to study Mandarin Chinese. I thought it would…
This week, the New York Times published an article about United Methodist pastor, former seminary dean, Social Ethics professor, and father, the Rev. Dr. Thomas…
When I was a baby, I babbled in tones. Chinese tones. My mom was a white Missouri farm girl who became a Methodist missionary. She…
What follows is my sermon from Sunday, April 28, 2013: Native American Ministries Sunday, when we were joined by the Thunderbird American Indian Dancers. Several…
My grandpa died when I was in high school, and there are just a few memories I keep of him. One is his smell. He…
Last weekend, I was leading a women’s Bible study at a retreat for a few Bronx colleges. Since it is Easter season, I chose to…
Melissa, the chair of our Blue Ribbon (Visioning) Committee is always using the phrase “Real Talk”. It’s kind of an “Amen”-like feedback phrase that rewards…
After Sunday’s Easter Celebration, I cannot help but gush a bit today. I can honestly say that I have never felt the truth that Jesus…
Silence is broken! There is a sound, yes there is a sound. Christ the Lord is Risen today! Everybody dance!
Silence. Silence. A sheering, deafening silence. Deep silence, one so deep so as to sub-scend (opposite of transcend) to an unimaginable place below an African-American spiritual…