Chinese New Year is a holiday that is particularly close to my heart. A lot of people know I grew up in Hawaii but they probably don’t know that my grandmother was half Chinese. Her father immigrated to the Hawaiian Islands from Mainland China to work on a pineapple plantation in the mid-1800s. Needless to say, I have a lot of Chinese relatives. And they love to celebrate Chinese New Year. My childhood memories of Chinese New Year involve, first… Read more

I was thinking about falling in love today. Specifically, I was thinking about how we human beings pine for it, idealize it, live for it.And falling in love seems to come along so infrequently. What would you guess—the number of times an average person falls in love over a lifetime, that is—two, three (if you count your high school boyfriend)?It might sound like a strange thing to be thinking about on a Wednesday afternoon, but not really. See, I was… Read more

“We are a multi-racial, multi-ethnic Christian body committed to living faithfully in the heart of this great city. To that end we strive to be welcoming, responsive, trusting and prayerful in everything we do.”Wonderful, isn’t it?Wish I had had something to do with it.Alas, Calvary came up with this statement as part of a larger mission statement after a months-long visioning process led by interim pastor Jere Allen long before I arrived on the scene. This vision statement, which is… Read more

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Admittedly my perspective is a bit foggy, having been prescribed assistance to deal with the pain of recent events (see my Tale of Woe). However, my foggy perspective has not, in my opinion, impacted my astute observations of modern culture or my unmanageable compulsion to comment on those observations.Here I note a few recent thoughts on the state of daytime television.Since I have spent the last three days peering through the fog of a pretty bad headache at shows like… Read more

Depending on the time of day (and where we happen to be in the schedule of pain medication), the latest drama in my life is either an annoying distraction or a horrific tragedy of epic proportions.Knowing myself as I do the truth is probably somewhere in between. Let me tell you my tale of woe.On Monday morning I was headed down 16th Street on my way to a meeting. My kids were out of school Monday, so they were over… Read more

Calvary is a congregation in transition. That means, as the years have gone by, Calvary’s young families have gradually transitioned from that phase of life to middle age and on to, shall we say, the later years of life. While this faithful group of folks in the later years of life continues to worship and serve in ways that often astound me, to their great relief there is now a new group of folks a little behind on the path… Read more

This is the danger of spending so much time with one text—you start to see it everywhere you go. That’s the only explanation I can come up with for my sitting in the movie theatre Saturday watching Heath Ledger in Casanova and drawing parallels between the movie and Sunday’s gospel lesson, Mark 1:14-20.Truth be told, without a little prompting I probably would have been content to just sit there and watch Heath Ledger. But it was really my friend Linda,… Read more

I’d like to think that once in awhile there are small nuggets of spiritual profundity that can be mined from these ramblings. I am not trying to be a groundbreaking theologian along the lines of St. Augustine, but an occasional foray into some expression of spiritual depth would be nice. This is not one of those moments.This is an entry about real confessions . . . the kind of revelations about yourself that you could work to hide from the… Read more

There’s probably no question that I am a religious nerd. However, that does not excuse the fact that my husband has done Dorcas wrong.This situation is not unlike the occasion on which Mark (the husband under discussion) gave me an Enya CD and proceeded to launch a campaign of ridicule that involved playing the most popular tune from the CD over and over and over (and over) on the piano until we were all so sick of it that the… Read more

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