Sunday, July 12, 2015

Spider-Man and the Beheading of John the Baptist





Year B, Proper 10, 2015


In celebration of Comic-Con wrapping up today in San Diego, and because of the thought of having to wait until late November for Comic-Con to come to Reno, I have to start this morning by getting my “Geek” on.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Humor Me

Humor me.  

I wear my emotions on my sleeve.  I cry a lot and am wholeheartedly okay with that.  I don’t shy away from it because I know the importance of allowing myself to cry.  It’s important to me because of who I am; what I do.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Who is my Mother? .... Personal Demons .... Who told you that?






There is a lot going on in this Gospel reading from Mark.  We have a crowd of people. Jesus and his disciples are there. The scribes who oppose Jesus are there throwing out words like Beelzebul, Satan, and demons.  There are parables which are usually fun, but it seems a little less so today. 

We also find the words blaspheme, forgiveness, eternal sin, and the will of God.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The Profane, Baptism, and Adoption



Baptismal Sermon: May 10, 2015




Do you remember your baptism?   

Mine was February 7th 1971 in St. Michael’s Catholic Church, Henryetta, Oklahoma.  My baptism was special for that faith community because mine was the first baptism in their new church building.  The priest, Father Bartnick, decided to baptize me during the service, instead of afterwards which was the custom.  They moved the wooden baptismal font from the back left of the church and put it right up front next to the altar.  I did not wear a traditional white christening gown, but a pale blue outfit.  I was also sporting a cast on my broken left leg, the outward and visible sign of my brother dropping me.  

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Dear Oklahoma...

Dear Oklahoma,

You know me well.  


I have the expectation that you will listen to what I have to say.  I expect you to listen, not out of some demand or authoritative pressure, but out of respect.  We have been through a lot together…good times and bad.  We have a relationship of which I am thankful.  You are my home state, and I love you.  Maybe my Oklahoma birth certificate will be relational enough for you to give me a few minutes of your time.