'm back almost 10 days now.  I've been telling too many of you in person that jet lag wasn't a big problem, and so I can't use that as an excuse for the long delay in writing a home-coming post.  I will just say that it took a lot of energy to settle back in, to organize the 3/21 service, to get things in order of the April Communitarian, and to make sure family and cats were well.&nb

Another exhausting day, but the presence of wi-fi in the room here tempts me to put forward another report.  Please forgive any misspellings in all these posts.  I’m too tired to spell.

Finally a comfortable hotel with internet connection and I can offer an update of my travels in the Philippines, including two long visits to our potential church in Doldol.

After 22 hours of flight in a 26 hour stretch, Zach Morrice and I made it to Dumaguete, one of the provincial capitals on Negros Island.  It's a bustling place, brightly colored flowers, brightly colored buildings, a beautiful waterfront.  And no traffic signals in the town.   Zach and I never want to drive here, and we are not too sure that walking is a good idea either.

I haven't been getting to this blog window very much recently.  I don't know why:  there certainly have been things to blog about.  The on-going failure to pass health care reform (I hate that).  Occasional snowdays delivered up at times when I can stay home and look out the window (I love that).  Jay Leno kicked out of the 10 p.m.

A severe aftershock in Haiti this morning.  What more can happen?  I have heard that the PBS New Hour had a report-- one day before the earthquake --  on how much institutional progress Haiti had been making.  And now.  .  .

Happy New Year, belatedly.  And while I'm at it, a merry belated Christmas.  I trust that you enjoyed Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Thanksgiving, now all in distant memory.  I really lost whatever meager mome

It has been a busy month, and now it is ending with a full weekend, full of activities, preparations and the full range of life's passages.

We have just survived another DAE (Day After Election).  In our diverse democracy, it is never a completely happy day.  And in our diverse democracy, it is never a completely sad day either.  There

Last week I attended my 16th meeting with the Ohio River Group.  This is a group of ministers who gather to study a particular topic each year and also to share, informally, our joys and concerns a