Hey, look! It’s one of ours!

Current me commends year ago me for unsubscribing so valiantly from unsolicited Giving Tuesday appeals.

“Oh, sure, I’d be happy to help you decorate the tree.”

I keep forgetting whether it’s Black Friday or Good Friday. It’s all just so confusing.

Occasional reminder that we are all replaceable.

And now, to paraphrase Bill Belichick, we’re on to Advent.

Shoutout to all the clergy out there who serve as their family’s “Designated Prayer” on Thanksgiving.

I’m sure this will catch on!

A few reflections on preaching at St. Paul’s Cathedral in London. There’s a 12-second echo in that place!

Hope you have an ineffable day!

One of my favorite features of meetings is people jockeying and posturing to show everyone that, actually, THEY are the smartest person in the room.

Who’s going to tell the @newyorktimes that this is actually a Book of Common Prayer? The image rather upends the headline…

I’m seeing an increasing number of church “rebrands” with logos that are clearly AI-generated. Ethical and financial considerations aside, most are just not particularly compelling. And many are evocative of the WPA.

Well, since this Rapture thing didn’t pan out, I guess I’ll need to start prepping for this week’s vestry meeting after all.

Given this Sunday’s gospel, I decided to pay for my coffee with mammon rather than Apple Pay this morning.

I’m rediscovering in real time that nobody does Zoom-that-could-have-been-an-email quite like the church.

I was writing about someone “boldly” preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ but accidentally typed “badly” and now it’s all very confusing.

If you went to church on Sunday morning and are rooting for Sinner on Sunday afternoon, well, that’s something. #USOpen

Knowing that a parishioner is in wonderful pastoral hands at an out-of-state parish for a parent’s funeral is very comforting. We all try to return the favor in such situations.

I just LOVE visiting churches when I’m on vacation!

I have questions.

I assume they will choose the reception venue before remembering to check on the officiant’s availability.

Taking a page from the brilliant marketing team at Cracker Barrel, I have decided to rebrand with a new church logo.

It’s funny ‘cause it’s true.

He should have just booked an Alaskan cruise.

Church was awesome today. So many younger folks (20s & 30s) have been showing up all summer. Hoping and praying this is a trend happening in other contexts.

I guess the church equivalent would be if you don’t like the attendance figures, fire the head usher?

The best part of our Staff Retreat? They younguns taught me how to take a wide angle picture with my phone.

In light of today’s gospel passage from Luke 11, I’ve decided to open a diner where, when customers order omelets, the wait staff brings them scorpions.

Sometimes you gotta celebrate big milestones with big cakes.

Prepping for a two-day staff retreat next week. And, no, I’m not going to just wing it, because these folks are our parish’s most sacred resource. They aren’t just doing a job, they are following a calling. And they inspire me every single day.

Did a big funeral today with a packed church and the final hymn was Joy to the World and it was awesome.

How’d it go with everybody’s Kiss Cams at church today?

“Now by chance a priest was going down that road; and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side.” Always convicting to hear this proclaimed. Always. #GoodSamaritan

I forgot just how much our three dogs enjoy fireworks. UGH.

Bless God, America.

V. Let not the needy, O Lord, be forgotten; R. Nor the hope of the poor be taken away.

Desperately seeking the one iota that I care about Bezos’ wedding. Doubtful it will ever emerge.

My new thing is ending every email to the Vestry with “Thank You For Your Attention To This Matter!”

I’m so excited to announce that I am, in fact, immortal.

Sunday afternoon hot take: There is absolutely no reason to put a rector’s name on the sign in front of the church. Okay, maybe MAYBE if your name is Phillips Brooks.

The unbounded glee at military operations expressed by people who have ZERO experience in military operations, always gives me pause. Lord, have mercy.

Given Sunday’s gospel passage, I’m considering preaching my sermon in Pig Latin.

Shoutout to those of us with dead dads who miss them dearly!

Proud member of the Trinity Sunday All Seven Verses of St. Patrick’s Breastplate Club.

Well, one king.

Words a Rector delights in hearing from a Sunday School Director: “VBS sign-ups are at capacity!”

Living in a country with such diametrically opposed dueling narratives is exhausting.

The questions AI is asking about our Pentecost flowers are HILARIOUS!

Many were not so lucky.