Yup, that's me back in the day. The pic is actually my seminary ID and I'd gotten a haircut just for the occasion. Picture this face with wire-rimmed glasses, that blue jacket, purple tee-shirt, bellbottom jeans, and cowboy boots. Most often there'd be a Winston cigarette smoldering between my fingers and close by would be a twelve-string guitar with a chord chart taped to the top of the body and Jesus stickers all over the front. "Life was filled with guns and war and everyone got trampled on the floor, I wish we'd all been ready..." I loved the [READ MORE]

"The Church Where Strangers Become Friends" That was the motto at Adams Square Congregational Church. And it was true! Located in a nice mostly white neighborhood in Worcester, MA, Adams Square had a special gift for reaching out to people and welcoming them into the church family. Every Sunday, buses drove into a low income housing development a few miles away, returning to the church with a widely diverse load of humans - black, white, old, young, you name it. At Christmas time, college students from faraway places - many from Africa and without family at the holidays - [READ MORE]