"Gone from my sight...."
It has been a tough month or so - meaning, our church and community have had a lot of deaths lately.  Just in our own church: five funerals in as many weeks, four of which I've officiated.  Some were expected, some not; all were difficult.  As a pastor I've never been one to lament my role in these affairs;

Twenty years ago today....
....I was probably studying for a Psychology exam or standing on a pool deck coaching some swimmers.  Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, this was happening: Pretty amazing. Kind of gives you hope for the world, doesn't it? Then again, that monumental event led to this: Wow.  Nice jacket, eh? We'll just remember what the real show was that night - and it wasn't Hasselhoff. It was tons of 28-year old concrete crumbling to the ground and a nation of people reunited.  We all win when freedom wins.

We walk because they walk!
It was a cold, soggy, raw kind of day that greeted the third annual CROP Hunger Walk of Mount Airy yesterday.  Not the kind of weather we were hoping for, but you take what you get, right?  If anything it made the CROP motto (also this blog's title) all th

In case you missed the show....
8:30pm this past Sunday night.  I logged on to my laptop in anticipation of U2's YouTube-streamed concert, live from the Rose Bowl.  All the publicity had drilled in my head 8:30, 8:30, but instead of hearing the crowd roar at the opening number I was subjected to the background music of a rolling prelim.  And it was then I realized: 8:30pm. Pacific Time.  Oops. Three hours later, there I was, tucked in bed for the night with laptop on my chest.  I watched it until 1am, although I confess to dozing off from time to time.  Hey, I'm only human. How pleased I was when the entire concert was back on YouTube the next day, and presum

The Real "Glee"
So I watched Glee for the first time the other night.  Afterwards I was informed by people who'd know that it wasn't the best episode and probably not a good one to start with. I imagine they're right.  But still - and with all apologies to my "Gleek" friends out there - I'm just not feeling it.  That's okay, though, because you thought I was nuts for getting into Battlestar Galactica, didn't you?  So we're even. I imagine that a big part of my ambivalence has to do with the fact that I w