May the Least of What We’ve Done Be Blessed

May the Least of What We’ve Done Be Blessed

Just as the leaves changed in Cambridge, Massachusetts, I took a walk through the historic Mount Auburn Cemetery. Among the winding paths, I found a headstone with a unique epitaph. It read: “May the least of what we’ve done be blessed.” I kept this blessing with me...
Giving Me a Break

Giving Me a Break

Some days, I am on top of things; other days, things are on top of me. I don’t know when the stopwatch began and cannot discern whether or not this ticking is in my head or coming from the clock on the wall. But time is winding up. This might be carry over from my...
Emerging Voices | When Clergy Neglect Good R&R

Emerging Voices | When Clergy Neglect Good R&R

Be honest. When was the last time you remember taking the day off? There will always be something to do, whether today, tomorrow or the day after that. The list of tasks to do, people to call and places to go in a day are endless. But when will we learn to stop?...
We Need Sabbath This Summer

We Need Sabbath This Summer

After rolling up two divine shirt sleeves, working six solid full days and creating life as we know it, God decided to rest on day seven. This brief and fleeting moment becomes one of the most significant practices throughout the biblical narrative. When Moses met...