Our Calling As Quakers

Our Calling As Quakers

Jim McClung and I spent Tuesday afternoon in the archives at Earlham College, digging through old minutes from 1941, the year Fairfield Meeting purchased our brick parsonage from the Mendenhall family for the princely sum of $1,200.00.  We also discovered when Frank...
Our Calling As Quakers

What Makes a Space Sacred

I remember when I was a kid going to school, and the Highlights magazine would arrive, which I loved. Our teacher would give us a half hour at the end of the day to read it, and I would lose myself in it, reading the exploits of Ma and Pa Timbertoes, with their...
Our Calling As Quakers

Christmas 2019

Luke 2:1-20 It is good to gather this Sunday before Christmas. Early Quakers weren’t all that enthusiastic about Christmas day, or any religious holiday for that matter, believing every day was sacred, and a gift from God to be celebrated. I told my parents the same...
Our Calling As Quakers

God and Guns

I remember when I was maybe six or seven years old and it came time for Christmas. My mom and dad must have come into a little extra money¸ because they asked us what we wanted for Christmas, which they had never done. We’d always just gotten what they could afford....
Our Calling As Quakers

While Sitting In My Father’s Hut

It’s been a last-things kind of week. Dad passed away, so we’ve been going to his apartment to clean it. My two nephews Aaron and Pierson helped me move the heavy furniture. They’re young and strong and I’m old and tricky, so they carried it out while I held the...