February 17, 2016
by Dr. R. Scott

Rain. Thoughts.

The rain is pelting down kerplunking and dropping on sidewalks and lawn furniture and flimsy umbrellas, and the water is gurgling downward, through spouts and gutters, and the wind is pushing against old windows rattling like bones in the night, … Continue reading

May 3, 2014
by Dr. R. Scott

Little. Poem.

Skin Everything has skin — Magnolia leaves falling on the patio. A candle burning at night. Dogs waiting at the door. And the way some of us never really answer questions. RSC

February 12, 2013
by Dr. R. Scott

Tasting. Heaven.

After preaching a sermon this past Sunday on the Transfiguration of Jesus, I find myself contemplating more and more the role of religious experience. For those of you who know the story, Jesus takes Peter, James and John to the … Continue reading

September 10, 2012
by Dr. R. Scott


I’ve been playing a song by Leonard Cohen lately titled Going Home. It’s a good song. Classic Cohen. I’ve been playing it because I’ve found myself feeling homesick lately, but homesick in a way that I don’t quite understand. I’ve … Continue reading