Jo Page

Jo, a servant and follower of Jesus Christ and guided by the Holy Spirit, To Lottie June, a little kid whose brilliant headgear stands as...

I don't remember this ever happening before, but Pride and Pentecost are on the same weekend this year. Pride and Pentecost--wow!...

Scheherazade, I heard a radio host say the other day, was an advocate for women. How's that again, I thought? Scheherazade was the...

Life is funny--as if I'm saying something you don't already know! There was a church I served for a decade a decade ago and each...

Somebody asked me what I thought about the fire that very nearly destroyed Notre Dame Cathedral, but there is no easy answer. Because...

Women's History Month has concluded (with the same small fanfare that inaugurated it) and you'll get no flack from me about that. It's...

I stood in front of my newly cleaned refrigerator a few nights ago admiring the gleaming shelves emptied now of past-due holiday...

The other day I was talking to a retired pastor who sings in the same chorus I do. “Remember the weird things you used to get in your...

I In a church I once served, we held a Sunday evening service that looked nothing like a regular church service and during it we also did...

Story from the first church I served. The parish register: The parish register is an enormous book in which church membership, weddings,...

If you were to come to the church I serve, you would find that it is not a quiet place. There are several reasons for this. Two years...

A sestina is a mad-crazy French poetic form--thirty lines with six repeated words that end each line. Makes no sense. I love it. It's a...

A few weeks ago I colored my hair red. I had always loved my mother’s and my sister’s red hair and my other sister’s ashy blonde. As the...

A dozen years ago or so it was well-known that the Albany, New York Episcopal Diocese tended not to ordain women. But I was scheduled to...

The very first Thanksgiving I spent away from my family, I was living in Kurt Cobain’s home-town of Aberdeen, Washington. It was not a...

I hope and I pray that the majority of Christian pastors who put their well-crafted sermons to bed on Wednesday or Thursday afternoon or...

Nearly a dozen years ago, the mother of the man I was seeing died pretty suddenly. We made haste for Pittsburgh, booking plane tickets...

The day before Christine Blasey Ford and Brett Kavenaugh went before the Senate Judicial Committee, I went to meet a friend for coffee....

The thing about getting older is that you rue the return of the weird things. Such as: I remember when macramé plant hangers and table...

Seventh grade was a formative time in my development. In addition to the fact that my mother used to make me drink hot prune juice as a...