Lenape Valley, thank you for celebrating the 10-year mark in my ministry with our faith community. Cards, cake (yum!), and a contribution to two missions that are dear to my heart- Cornerstone and Peter Powerhouse- what a special way to celebrate 10 years together! Yet, as our city and our nation prepare for the Semi-quincentennial- the 250th anniversary of the birth of our nation- ten years seems...  Read More

I love potluck dinners! I have sweet memories from childhood of tables overflowing with delicacies prepared by the church family… Mrs. B’s fried chicken… Mr. C’s double chocolate brownies with sprinkles on top… Ms. K’s blueberry muffins. I don’t remember who brought the sweet mini meatballs, but wow were they good! My mouth is watering even now with the memory of those feasts. I would never have k...  Read More

The invitation came… appreciated, if not a bit unexpected. We are part of the second tier of those to be considered for an invitation. Not immediate family. Not close friends. Not important work contacts. We are the in-laws of a family member. But still the invitation came for a wedding in Mexico City. Why Mexico City? We are told that the city holds a special childhood memory and is a delight for...  Read More

Take a step back in recent Lenape Valley history to March 2020. In that moment, it looked like Lenape Valley hit a wall. Doors closed. Worship barely happening through an iPad on Facebook Live. No plan. No understanding of the challenges ahead. A nation swirling with questions. A world ravaged by a pandemic. Next steps seemed illusive. But our God had already gone before us into that moment, provi...  Read More

I was hoping this Tuesday letter would be full of wonderful tales from the Pacific Northwest… of tide pools with sea creatures beyond imagining… of foggy beaches with striking monoliths rising up out of the water… of rainforests hung with moss and trees with holes large enough to walk through… of mountains that dwarf our Eastern foothills carpeted with an array of wild flowers… of the cool touch o...  Read More

Today, I am in a quiet place. I can hear the trees moving, not the sound of traffic on 309. I breathe and the air feels fresh, rejuvenating. There is peace here in what I affectionately call ‘God’s country.’ Granted, there is a pastoral beauty to Pennsylvania that I have come to appreciate over the years. We have rolling hills that people in our area affectionately call mountains. And with all the...  Read More