Ordination

  • In the Reflection of the Chalice Cup

    I tend to think in metaphors; if I can get a metaphor out of my brain and have it actually make sense to others then it means that I have begun to grasp whatever important concept I am trying to… Continue reading

    In the Reflection of the Chalice Cup
  • On the Eve of My Ordination

    On the eve of my ordination I am overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed with gratitude and joy and fear and hope and love and giddy delight. On the eve of my ordination, I look back, amazed that my life has brought… Continue reading

    On the Eve of My Ordination
  • The (Overwhelmingly) Great Cloud of Witnesses

    In a tunnel, in what seems somehow both like a thousand years ago and yesterday, I began to voice my call. It was a dark, isolating place in which I quietly and timidly voiced the first stirrings of my calling… Continue reading

    The (Overwhelmingly) Great Cloud of Witnesses