I couldn’t help but connect the plight of these migrants to my own family history.

Why do we expect others to feel at home when what’s around them seems so different from what they are used to?

¿Estamos dispuestos a incluir personas de diferentes culturas en nuestras congregaciones?

In a flash, memories of joy and sorrow mingle in thanksgiving.

Standing in the shadow of the nebulae.

If our beliefs have meaning, we must act as if our souls depend on it.

Conflict resolution in a congregation not unlike yours.

There’s enough for you. There’s enough for me. We don’t have to throw anybody under the bus.

Suffering is not redemptive; we must take human responsibility for eradicating it.

There is no land promised to any of us other than the land already given, the world already here.