Fluttering Prayers

I have to admit that often taking that route, I was struck by the beauty of the fence. It pleased me to see the multi-colored strands of fabric fluttering in the wind.

Reconnecting with Family & Friends

After ten long years I recently visited my native country, the Democratic Republic of Congo. It was fun to meet my younger brother’s friends. He would introduce me as “Pastor Joseph Kazadi from the United States,” then he would tell them that I was his big brother. The look of surprise and delight was instant,…

Thoughts and Prayers

Another week. Another tragedy. That has been the refrain many of us have been repeating for a while now. Another week. Another tragedy. Another day. Another news story that we just don’t want to see. And yet, the news does not stop for us. Life does not stop. As Aaron Burr sings in the musical…

Handprints of the Saints

I went back to FUMC Boyd today for the funeral of a dear friend named Mary. Whenever I am in that sanctuary, I am flooded with memories. Everywhere I look, I see the handprints of so many of the Saints who have gone before. Mary and my mother both loved the church and loved to…