I preached this on Wednesday, February 9, 2011 at a service of a trial phase of a new worshiping community that is being developed.  This is based on Matthew 9:20-22. If you are interested in attending of our services, please let me know. Read the rest of this entry »

As I have been thinking about our last service, two weeks from now (our third is tonight we and appreciate any good wishes!), I have asked the question: How do you define faith musically? Or what musical terms would you use to describe faith? I would love your comments…

Today I would like to ask prayers for people who think they are the smartest in the room and who have little ability to listen to and learn from others.

I also ask for prayers for me when I become particularly stubborn and mad at others.

And finally, I pray for New York City street cleaners–that they might get back to work soon and remove all the yuck on our streets that remind us of all the yuck in the world.

Lord, Hear My Prayer.

So, the reality is that I haven’t played my fiddle in quite some time. I had an annoying ankle injury last year (that still hurts off and on) that zapped all my money and much of my time and energy. As this was happening I was falling in love.

I suppose projects fall to the wayside when other things you have been praying for emerge into your life. Read the rest of this entry »

I preached this on Wednesday, January 26, 2011 at the opening service of a trial phase of a new worshipping community that is being developed.  This is based on Matthew 4:18-22. If you are interested in attending of our services, please let me know.

Matthew 4:18 As he walked by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon, who is called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea—for they were fishermen. 19 And he said to them, “Follow me, and I will make you fish for people.” 20 Immediately they left their nets and followed him. 21 As he went from there, he saw two other brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John, in the boat with their father Zebedee, mending their nets, and he called them. 22 Immediately they left the boat and their father, and followed him.

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I preached this on Wednesday, January 12, 2011 at the opening service of a trial phase of a new worshipping community that is being developed. It was a tremendous service, many were moved, and we look forward to more. This is based on Hebrews 11:1-3. If you are interested in attending of our services, please let me know.

            It was at a particularly lack-of-hope-and-faith-filled moment in my life when I read this scripture reading anew one morning. You see, I had been dreaming of starting something that might look like you all gathered here together for quite sometime. I had some crazy ideas in my head but didn’t know how to put them on paper very well, or how even to talk about them with others, and I had no way of knowing what the steps were to get me or you here tonight. I was making things very complicated in my head that in fact didn’t need to be.     Read the rest of this entry »

Tomorrow starts another phase in a dream I have been cooking up for quite sometime. We (and by we I mean a group of friends and colleagues and other interested artists and musicians) are beginning to worship together. The kind of people we are wanting to attract are those who are church-curious and artistically-interested. This is an 8-week trial period, where we are worshiping 4 times. At the end we will gather again to discern what we are to do next. The theme of the 4 weeks is “Faith” and here are, for your enjoyment, a few of the ways many people have talked about that word. I hope something resonates for you here. Read the rest of this entry »

to all of us who talk too much about farts and poop:

 

Today I would like to ask prayers for:

the man who walked into the bank with his designer dog, took no fewer than 10 milk bones out of the free-milk -bone basket, stuffed them in his pocket, refused to give them to his begging dog, and walked right out of the bank without appearing to be at all shameful;

the gentleman with whom I lunched in a fancy restaurant the other day who requested that our bread be wrapped up for breakfast the next morning, and then left a horrible tip (supplemented with a few extra dollars I was able to put on the table without him noticing);

the elderly man on the bus, which was full of kids, who in getting off the bus muttered: god damn kids. They are good for nothing these days.

May the piece of us that doesn’t believe there is enough out there, or that lives our lives seeking freebies, or who thinks that any part of Your Creation is “good for nothing,” be quieted and put to peace.

Amen.

The other day we were wandering with Bea and came across the Marc Jacob’s store, where they had created a Winter Wonderland in the front of the store and were inviting people in to get their picture taken. Bea got her picture taken and at the possibility of becoming one “those people” that posts pictures of their dog on the internet, here we go. The look in Bea’s eyes, her marveling at the wonder of Christmas is the stance I am going to try and take this Advent.

May we wonder where we wander…

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