Heidi Neumark
Aliens welcome: Deuteronomy 26:1-11; Luke 4:1-13
As I write this, the kitchen table is shaking. If our table is shaking, I worry that the church’s beautiful stained-glass windows, desperately in need of repair, are also shaking. The parsonage is attached to the church and shares the same foundation. Seven feet away all hell is breaking loose. Several blocks of businesses that have served this neighborhood are being knocked down by giant backhoes and inflated real estate prices to make way for towering apartments.
Translating Easter: Spanish is not an elective
In the essay “Jesus Shaves,” from Me Talk Pretty One Day, David Sedaris describes a day in a French class that he enrolled in shortly after moving to Paris....
Church of refugees: Into Egypt—and Manhattan
My installation as pastor at a Manhattan congregation began with a festive outdoor procession weaving through public housing projects and then looping around to the parking lot near the pricey apar...
Mule ride
Once Mary said yes to the angel, she signed on for a trip with no way out.
The widow’s hand
Here is a woman about to die with her child who still manages to love her neighbor as herself.