Spring typically conjures up images of robins, flowers and bright yellow forsythia blooms. That's the way spring is supposed to be, at least.

But, the reality of it here in New Hampshire is a bit different. It's mud season. We're deeply grateful for the warmer weather,...

Tops on the list of what I love most about Christmas are the season's lights and music.

Although I am not one to outline our house in multi-colored lights or set up lit-up inflatable reindeers, snowmen and Santa Clauses all over the yard, I love it when others do it, an...

Winter has arrived early here in our part of New Hampshire.  On the plus side, the final stages of leaf raking and fall clean-up were taken care of  by the snow.  However. . .

We've had three significant snow falls in November, and it's now just barely Decembe...

"Count your blessings, name them one by one;

Count your many blessings see what God hath done."

("Count Your Blessings," lyrics by Johnson Oarman, Jr.) I

I have always loved the tune of this old hymn, although I must confess it took me a long time to incorporate its spiri...

We tend to view Easter as the happy end of the story of Jesus, but, when you stop to think about it, it’s really the beginning of another story. Our story!

We forget that the resurrection of Jesus is really about the resurrection of all of those who believe in his story...

It is noon, and I am sitting in the last pew, in the back of the church.

I am here because it is Good Friday. I do not have any deep thoughts. I do not vividly imagine myself at Golgotha. I am here because on this day I need to do something. So, I sit here quietly.

The l...

Despite the fact that stores have been putting up Christmas displays since Labor Day, Christmas still has a way of sneaking up on you.  Suddenly, it’s the week before Christmas, and all through the house, chaos.  There are decorations needing to be brought down from th...

I’ve lived in New England long enough to know that spring isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be. Jill and I initially discovered this almost 40 years ago, during our first year in New England.

It was spring break at Yale Divinity School, so it was spring, right? Sprin...