It does feel like the end of something, doesn't it? With the death of John Glenn yesterday, I can’t help but feel that we have lost something priceless.

Doubtless you will quote to me this proverb: "Physician, heal yourself.”

A TV station in Rochester, NY, set up a camera this morning and did a live feed from Susan B. Anthony’s grave.

Today is All Saints’ Day. It’s a day that has become important to me over the years because it reminds me of the “great cloud of witnesses” who have gone before us to blaze the trail of faithful discipleship

You have probably seen the video by now, or at least heard or read excerpts from it. No, I’m not talking about that video

Two contradictory stories have come to my attention in recent days.

Over lunch today, my friend Tim and I continued a conversation that began at church last Sunday. Among other subjects, we discussed  our congregation’s collective vision for the future.

When Tyre King was shot and killed by officers from the Columbus Police Department Wednesday evening, I was less than a mile away, sitting in a meeting room at Mt. Olivet Baptist Church.

Congressman John Lewis of Georgia appeared on a recent episode of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert.

I have a confession to make: I go to bed really late, and I tend to get up late as a result.

Sometimes I wonder if some of my fellow citizens live in an alternate universe from the one I inhabit.

In a DVD series called “DreamThinkBeDo,” which offers an introduction to progressive Christianity, the great Old Testament scholar Walter Brueggemann speaks about the suffering of the Hebrew slaves in Egypt, and how their cries reached the ears of Yahweh. When Yahweh heard their cries, he took action to deliver them from their bondage.