The Slightly Heretical Musings of a Pastor

We were standing out on the sidewalk, the cold air from the Susquehanna blasting into us as we looked out over the water, trying not to list...

Stone dripping into the green river below. On November 9, 1993, a bridge that had stood for almost half a century finally disintegrated unde...

Whoops.

So here is the blog entry cross posted at OnFire , the blog for young United Methodists involved in the social justice movement. Check out t...

Word Count: 5375 This is one of my less depressing stories, but it has undergone major revisions since I first wrote it three or four years ...

When I woke up, a leather bound bible sat on the hospital table beside me. The pages were gilded, and so thin they were translucent, the bla...

I need to write. I like comments/criticism/feedback, so in looking for a pair of eyes I thought I might as well start a blog to post poems/s...