Monthly Archives: March 2014

Sometimes I like to think of God as The Great Quilter, piecing creation together. And sometimes I like to think that it’s the quilters of the world who are really holding the church together. After all, it takes great dedication, … Continue reading →

J. Denny Weaver is coming to town! Some of you might remember Denny as a boy, a peer or perhaps some remember his parents since they lived in KC and attended Argentine Mennonite Church. Mervin Hershberger, current pastor at Argentine … Continue reading →

I’m helping a family relative (Dale Suderman) record life memories. During a recent visit with him he reminded me that he became a member at Rainbow Mennonite Church when he was a young adult. He didn’t live in Kansas City … Continue reading →

Several have asked that I post the questions I posed last Sunday as part of the sermon. Who will join me in reflecting on these questions throughout the season of Lent? What are we learning about conflict? Where have I/we … Continue reading →

Several RMC members and I have been experiencing what I’m calling LITURGICAL MADNESS. It all started during Advent when I told some folks that when I was young(er), and whenever I heard fancy words in church like liturgical, I would … Continue reading →

Ever since becoming the pastor at Rainbow, I have performed a simple ritual of sprinkling the leftover communion juice around our church grounds. One of my ministry mentors, an ordained United Methodist pastor, introduced me to this ritual several years … Continue reading →

Last Sunday I said that for Jesus’ early followers, breaking bread together had economic implications. It was not only an act of remembering Jesus’ life, death and resurrection, but it was a way they shared with the poor the daily … Continue reading →

Our cats like to hold paws in between their cat fights. Sometimes they even like to take cat naps together. I share this because this past Sunday I invited people to hold hands with the people near them as we … Continue reading →

My friend Ian told me that when he was in 6th grade a volcano erupted in his hometown of Alaska. Guess what day it was? Ash Wednesday. He said, “We were sitting there in school, on a day like any … Continue reading →

Recently I spent two days at an Anabaptist Women Doing Theology Conference called “All you need is love: Honoring the Diversity of Women’s Voices in Theology.” This  was no “sloppy agape” as Melinda Berry put it. This was a time … Continue reading →