As I grieve the death of my father, I find myself searching for moments of comfort in the scriptures and in my own life. And…
Why do people tremble with fear when someone comes into a bank carrying a violin case? They think she’s carrying a machine gun and might…
Today, Karen, Adora, Bishop J, and I are heading to Annual Conference, where we’ll be hanging out with United Methodists from New York and Connecticut…
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…
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!
