Our community conversation at church last night went in many directions, about the past, about the present, about the future.  Among other things, several people commented on the hope that CUC friends and members would find more ways to reach out to the local community and to the UUA.  An occasional visit to www.uua.org would be a good idea f

Every four years the world-wide interest and energy for soccer culminates in the month long World Cup tournament.  One of my favorite films, "The Cup," demonstartes how World Cup fever finds its way even into a Buddhist monastery in Nepal.  In my household, my partner Hollis has always focused on the World Cup, occasionally transporting us to US qualifying matches, and makin

UUA Moderator Gini Courter, who preached at CUC in 2007, is a master of meeting management.  I have been so involved in national committee work in recent years that I have not been able to spend as much time as I would like in the plenary sessions that she manages with a firm but cheerful demeanor.  Next year I am going to try to live in the plenary sessions and worship the skill with

I have been in Minneapolis for several days now, mostly engaged in ministers meetings and committee work.  But the real rush of General Assembly has begun, and I want to take a few minutes to give you a picture of this wonderful annual gathering.

Those of you who were in the service on Apirl 11 know that I was in the hospital for about 36 hours this month.  I am assured that things are all right now (and I feel that too), but I want to meditate with you on my episode of memory dysfunction.

I'm back almost 10 days now.  I've been telling too many of you in person that jet lag wasn't a big problem, and so I can't use that as an excuse for the long delay in writing a home-coming post.  I will just say that it took a lot of energy to settle back in, to organize the 3/21 service, to get things in order of the April Communitarian, and to make sure family and cats were well.&n

Another exhausting day, but the presence of wi-fi in the room here tempts me to put forward another report.  Please forgive any misspellings in all these posts.  I’m too tired to spell.

Finally a comfortable hotel with internet connection and I can offer an update of my travels in the Philippines, including two long visits to our potential church in Doldol.

After 22 hours of flight in a 26 hour stretch, Zach Morrice and I made it to Dumaguete, one of the provincial capitals on Negros Island.  It's a bustling place, brightly colored flowers, brightly colored buildings, a beautiful waterfront.  And no traffic signals in the town.   Zach and I never want to drive here, and we are not too sure that walking is a good idea either.

I haven't been getting to this blog window very much recently.  I don't know why:  there certainly have been things to blog about.  The on-going failure to pass health care reform (I hate that).  Occasional snowdays delivered up at times when I can stay home and look out the window (I love that).  Jay Leno kicked out of the 10 p.m.