Kate and I laid our beloved dog Maggie to rest on Friday, November 3. Maggie was our faithful companion for over fifteen years, moving...

The proper preface is a short sentence or two at the beginning of the eucharistic prayer, between the Sursum corda (the introductory...

Pledging – and regular, faithful, and generous giving to fulfill your pledge – is one of your ministries and one of mine. It is something...

“What is the church’s policy about people sleeping out front on the sidewalk?” A long-time neighbor of All Saints’ asked me that question...

Cui bono? – That’s a Latin phrase which means, “Who stands to gain? Who benefits?” I despair of the terror, violence, and warfare...

Things aren’t always as they seem. Five-thirty Tuesday morning, as I was opening up the church for morning prayer, I heard two men...

“Do you want to give me a kiss?” – “I might never kiss you again!” At last weekend’s parish retreat, the leader asked “Who is a saint for...

When Senior Warden Jean McMaster asked me what I wanted as a gift for our Celebration of New Ministry on September 30, I said that a...

I played a game of cat-and-mouse with a vehicle whose owner was parked illegally in our white zone for several days last week. I was...

Many of you will have heard by now that Kate and I are grandparents. My Chicago-daughter Rachel and her husband Adam brought Arthur...

As I sit in the chancel, waiting to begin six-o’clock morning prayer I hear the plaintive “who-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo” of a mourning dove,...

The lone remaining relative of my parents’ generation died Saturday, August 5. My Aunt Marianne was the surviving widow of my dad’s baby...

“Praise in public. Correct in private.” I learned this valuable leadership lesson as I was given supervisory responsibilities at the...

“A damned good one!” has become my stock response when someone asks me the common question, “What kind of priest are you?” Of course,...

Prayer, one of the ancients once said, is the hardest work for a follower of Jesus. Whenever we stop to pray – whether it’s at a...

“You can’t be for peace if you support nuclear weapons.” A young man, sitting on the sidewalk at Haight and Ashbury, was repeating this...

Let’s go, Giants! Kate and I finally made it to the ballpark. We went to a night game a couple weeks ago, and last Saturday we took in a...

Dead Heads and hippies, old and young, made pilgrimage back to where it all began – the Haight-Ashbury – as the final concerts of The...