the voicemail

The Voicemail The flashing light tells me someone has called. I sigh, probably another marketing call, “do you need your windows cleaned?” Amid sobs, “He’s sick, … visit him? … looking for God, … help him? We don’t know …, … call back?” There it was. So clear the need through garbled words. No name […]

milk and honey flowing

(A sermon based on Exodus 3.1-15; Matthew 16.21-28) I have a friend who loves fiddleheads. You know, the first green fronds of some ferns. They appear in the earliest spring, almost before spring it seems, while we’re still having cool nights and the ground is still too wet to do any planting. While winter might […]