A couple weeks ago, my son, Micah, celebrated the end of the school year with a group of school friends at the community pool. The sun above us emitted warm rays, while the trees surrounding the pool provided an ample amount of shade. I gathered the rambunctious kids for a...
We’ve been part of our small group for at least ten years. This year we had a small group retreat in the Monterey area—close enough to home but far enough to have the away-from-home feeling. Some drove in the day of the retreat and some spent the night. The mix of...
Growing up in a Chinese American refugee immigrant family, I was taught (among many things) to be both grateful and proud of being American. As a small child, I remember learning to proudly say, “I’m an ABC: American-Born Chinese.” Emphasis on American. I...
Last December, about forty people gathered in our sanctuary after services. There was no lunch, no set teaching, no guest speaker. It was a time to reflect and share thoughts about race relations following the acquittal of white police officers in the deaths of Michael Brown in...