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Reclaimed Waters

a baptismal journey along the Salish sea

May 20, 2021May 20, 2021

Dipping the toes in: what’s your re-entry plan?

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February 28, 2021February 28, 2021

Where is the wilderness in our midst?

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January 8, 2021January 7, 2021

The Witness of Water

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October 16, 2020

Flower Power Saints

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March 23, 2020

Lent 4 : Blind Futures

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March 4, 2020March 4, 2020

Life under COVID-19

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Sometimes you just need to get outta dodge and go to Bellingham for beer, and potato burrito, and more beer, and tacos. 🌯🌮🍺
✨I am pleased to announce that I did not kill the fuchsia. In fact, it’s about to bloom!! 🤩
As I prep for the Sunday sermon I am cognizant of a sermon I won’t be preaching, on 2 Samuel 1, about the intimacies of David’s deep lamenting for Jonathan and Saul. “I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan; greatly beloved were you to me; your love to me was wonderful” - Pride weekend would be an excellent time to hear that sermon, and I hope to someday, from the voice of another who could do it justice. For now, I’ll meditate on a bleeding woman who dared to touch Jesus, and a dead/sleeping child who gets up.
It’s like he knows I’m about to shut the door for another day of ‘conferencing’….. 😾
Hey, mr. Bartender. . . Ready for my closeup! @gallagherswhereubrew
Had a visitor (almost) in my office today. 🤩💚🐦
I missed the smell of low tide when I lived near Lake Michigan. While this wasn’t the lowest point, it was good to see patches of eel grass, large clam shells, anemone communes, siphons littered about, and random crabs. Even saw a little sandpiper skittering along the rocky high tide zone.
Pfizer @ Kaiser : round 2
When was the last time you stopped to listen to the robins and the wrens delivering their springtide calls? Let these Friday forest moments offer their gifts of soft light through tender green fronds and unfurled leaves. The salmon berries return. A moth presses itself into safety. The sisters reach toward the heavens. A squirrel had lunch. 🌱

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