Trying to look discreet, I kept glancing at the man across the street. What was his story? What journey had led him here? What were the warm parts of his life? Who did he have in his life – his story? It felt like the coffee was taking forever, or was it just because …
There I was in Starbucks, a block up from Union Square in San Francisco. It was Christmas Day. We had just finished an amazing morning of bringing Christmas to the residents of the tenderloin district. After eating Christmas lunch with some good friends of ours, we were stopping for a coffee. While waiting for our …
The neighborhood was darkening as dusk crept its soft fingers into the alleys and driveways. My car followed its way to my last and final stop of the day. Pausing to grab some java at a corner cafe, I sat for a few minutes pondering what the day had been. I sat there in the …
So I saw this post from one of my students on facebook and with permission, I’ve included it here. It brought a smile to my face, but also made me think. Check it out: “Today in church I was going through the motions. Searching for a way to connect with Jesus (especially after realizing that …
It was an awesome old building, and the smell of incense and old wood was somehow spiritual in and of itself. I thought it ironic that here I am, for the 3rd time that day in another church – yet I was kinda excited as I realized I had become my own experiment for the …
Awakenings 