Went for a walk in the evening and as I turned for home, a long shadow was cast on the sidewalk ahead of me. The shadow walked on ahead of me. An eclipse of the moon or the sun is essentially a shadow. It creates dynamic colors and is intriguing to people. A couple years […]
I made a goal of riding 60 miles on my bike for my 60th birthday. So I picked out the morning where it was forecasted to have light winds and set off around the bike trail. I wasn’t feeling the best that morning, hadn’t ridden for over a week, and was starting to sort out […]
One of the things I love about Haiti is their proverbs. They have many: A leaky house can fool the sun, but it can’t fool the rain. If work were a good thing, the rich would have grabbed it a long time ago. People talk and don’t act. God acts and doesn’t talk. A little […]
In church recently, we sang the song I Surrender All. It is actually an old hymn, originally published in 1896, and over the years has been sung by many artists and in many different styles. What does it mean to surrender? Not usually thought of as a positive term it’s connected to giving up or […]
John 15: 11 NRSV – I have said these things to you so that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be complete. I have often wondered if we should post this over every entrance to every church building – This is a place of joy, so change your frown or […]
As I have begun to read parables and read about parables, I have a couple observations. First, that Jesus guy was one smart dude. He made the stories simple enough to be understood by children and profound enough that they’ve been studied for centuries. Second, my understanding of parables is more at the children end […]
Parsonage Parables began as a way to connect with my siblings of my recollections about growing up in a pastor’s family. I would send some stories to my family and then began posting a few writings on Facebook. A couple people encouraged me to begin this blog. My original idea was to post every week […]
It’s quiet here in my box, I can’t even come out on a Midnight Clear. The days and the Nights are Silent. But I can tell when it’s becoming the Bleak Midwinter. O’ the Faithful will Come And I’ll be out of this box and I’ll be on the O’ Christmas Tree, O’ Christmas tree. […]