Books of Knowledge

Jan 11th, 2016 Uncategorized admin

A friend told me recently about a huge encyclopedia that rested dangerously on a shelf in his childhood home.  Must have weighed twenty pounds, he says.  We didn’t have a big encyclopedia in our house; however we did have a set which, if I recall, was called “The Book of Knowledge.”  I think about 12 fairly hefty volumes.  I suspect that either my mother or father got…


Received a summons today to serve on a state “petit jury.”  A small jury?  A jury of small people?  A jury of little consequence?  Anyway, I responded with Arlo Guthrie’s line to the draft board on “Alice’s Restaurant,” “I wanna Kill!  I wanna Kill!).  No harm done. I don’t imagine the little people on a little jury would have the opportunity to bring about the…


Oct 14th, 2015 MUSINGS admin

In Your Dreams, Edward I’ll turn that tired old freshman English story on it’s head—the one that ends “It was all a dream.” I’ll begin with it. It was a dream and, for some reason, it seems to want sharing. I was in an educational institution of some kind; nothing outrageous or even odd about that. My dreams frequently have to do with my being…

Call it what it is

Jun 19th, 2015 COMMENTARY admin

What it is is a tragedy. A deeply disturbed young man murdered nine people in their place of worship. Deliberate. Cool. Remorseless. But what does it serve to label him a “terrorist?” What movement, what organization, what revolutionary band of anti-social warriors does he represent? And how does it help to declare that he is yet another representation of the racism still rampant in our…


Jul 28th, 2014 MUSINGS Edward

O.K. Here’s how my day has gone so far:  Earlier today I went out to the gardens to stuff some detritus  into bags for the county to pick up tomorrow.  Slipped on something. Fell. Opened up a gash on my knee from when I fell a week ago.  Blood running down into my sock.  My live-in elder-care lady, Pamela (also elder daughter), patched me up….

Something. Something. Something

Jul 4th, 2014 SERMONS Edward

Something. Something. Something. No, it’s not that I can’t think of a title. But “Something” has emerged as one of the most fundamental and vital terms to have made its way into my personal spiritual journey. If you stay with this piece, the term “Something” may catch your attention often—as it has mine for in our language it stands in place when other words fail…

When The Ice Goes Out

May 6th, 2014 IN THE NATURE OF MEMOIR Edward

Your mention of the ice has reminded me of what is perhaps the major event of the year up in Danforth, Maine where I served as a boy Methodist Minister for a couple of years. Danforth is located near a major lake: East Grand Lake (11 miles long. One mile across). In winter, the ice gets to be at least two feet thick: thick enough…


Nov 23rd, 2013 IN THE NATURE OF MEMOIR, Uncategorized Edward

LOSING SHEEP Friends sent me a St. Pat’s Day animated eCard: a dog chasing a leprechaun and letting out a flock of sheep in the process. It reminded me of this experience: We were spending my first sabbatical in England (going home again, for me). We lived for six months in a typical West country village, with 13th century church, garden cottages, a manor house–the…

The Sound of Music

Oct 31st, 2013 IN THE NATURE OF MEMOIR Edward

I’m reminded of a tutor I was sent to when I flunked freshman year of HS (that’s High School :-). She was the widow of a former Superintendent of Schools. Lived above shops on Leominster’s main street (in retrospect, I think she may have owned the block). Stacks of books and 78 rpm albums were piled against the walls of her rooms–rooms which reeked of…


Aug 27th, 2012 SERMONS Edward

I recently went through a collection of some old–and some ancient photo albums. I don’t do that very often and, when I do–well, I don’t know about you–But I find it to be a bitter-sweet experience. There they are: babies now in diaspora about the country, some with their own babies, some with adult children. Photos of those now gone from sight if not–for better…


May 9th, 2012 SERMONS, Uncategorized Edward

WHY? (SHOULD I BELIEVE THAT?) by: Rev. Dr. Edward Frost In Walker Percy’s marvelous novel “The Last Gentleman,” the scene is a hospital room. Present are Will Barrett, a rather flaky, perhaps overly-earnest seeker of life’s meaning; young Jamie, the tragic figure, who Will took under his wing as mentor and paid companion; Jamie now at the end of his meager days, dying; and a…

Living The Full Catastrophe

Feb 20th, 2012 SERMONS Edward

LIVING THE FULL CATASTROPHE by Edward Frost “Zorba, have you ever been married?” Zorba answers his boss, “Am I not a man? Of course I’ve been married. Wife, house, Kids, everything…the full catastrophe!” This really was not a lament on Zorba’s part. He didn’t mean that being married or having children was a disastrous state to be in. Zorba’a position before life was always one…

Is Nothing Sacred?

Jan 17th, 2012 SERMONS Edward

“…suddenly Lily imagines that she and Mr. Carmichael might stand up and demand an explanation of life.”


Dec 12th, 2011 SERMONS Edward

EPIPHANIES While on sabbatical in England some years ago my family and I visited the southwestern seaside town of Minehead, one of those summer resort spots where, when I was a child, my parents and I spent our holidays. It’s a dramatic setting–a gently-curving beach, marked, at one end, by a steep hill which, in England, serves well enough for a mountain. We were there…

“To Be Or Not To Be” (a sermon on assisted suicide)

Oct 1st, 2011 SERMONS Edward

“Whether ‘Tis Better To Suffer” by Edward Frost To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep, No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache, and the…


Sep 1st, 2011 SERMONS Edward

THE GREAT AMERICAN RELIGION by Edward A.Frost One of the reasons for the emigration to the shores of North America in the 17th century was to establish new colonies in which religious groups, such as the Puritans, the German and Swiss Lutherans, and the Quakers could practice their religion freely .But to say that those oppressed people of faith were seeking to establish freedom of…


Jun 6th, 2011 SERMONS Edward

And if, some day, if one of my grandchildren should become a minister, or a judge, or, better yet, the captain of a garbage scow, I believe that he will be able to celebrate the wedding of John and George or Harriet and Julia, sign their license, sending them off into marital bliss for as long as love shall last.


Apr 9th, 2011 COMMENTARY, Uncategorized Edward

A “jury,” was made up of a few of Moore’s remaining parishioners supplemented by a few local Muslim haters. Judgement was swift. The “defense attorney,” an Imam from Texas, called no witnesses. The convicted Quran was deemed clearly guilty of spreading violence, death and terrorism. Shades of medieval “justice,” the condemned was publicly burned.

Let My Sheep Go!

Mar 17th, 2011 IN THE NATURE OF MEMOIR Edward

Friends sent me a St. Pat’s Day animated eCard: a dog chasing a leprechaun and letting out a flock of sheep in the process. It reminded me of this experience: We were spending my first sabbatical in England (going home again, for me). We lived for six months in a typical West country village, with 13th century church, garden cottages, a manor house– the works….


Dec 14th, 2010 SERMONS Edward

AMAZING GRACE Watching the dancer leaping and turning, seemingly weightless, his movements apparently effortless. He made it look so easy that anyone could do it. I could do it! The term that came to mind as I watched was, of course, “graceful,” the art of being at ease, all parts of the whole in perfect accord and balance. The apparent ease deceptive. Perhaps one has…


Jun 8th, 2010 SERMONS Edward

To those early into fathering and yet-to-become fathers, I say this:

Nothing is required of you by the past.

Never read Rudyard Kipling.

Never wonder what it means to be a man.

If you think your father was a good father, he probably was.


May 3rd, 2010 COMMENTARY Edward

The following piece by Prof. Martin Marty, one of my heroes of theology and social ethics is, I think, well worth sharing (and I share it with expressed permission).  It refers to the Supreme Court decision that a huge cross in the Mohave Desert can stay as it stands because, in the view of the majority of the court, it is accepted as a “secular…


Mar 27th, 2010 MUSINGS, Uncategorized Edward

My birthday. 73rd. Not a significant number. The folks at the coffee shop I frequent gave me a cupcake but they didn’t have any candles. No charge for the cupcake, though. The place has become a second home of sorts. Recently, I had a serious sugar crash while I was there. Couldn’t even get up from the table. I signaled the manager who kept the…


Mar 20th, 2010 IN THE NATURE OF MEMOIR Edward

My aunt Edna and uncle George and two cousins, Alan and Norma, lived in Nuneaton, England, close by Sherwood Forest. My parents and I visited frequently. I spent a couple of weeks there in the summers. I can remember us, as toddlers, all three in the kitchen sink being bathed by my aunt. When we got older we would be taken to Sherwood Forest where,…


Feb 12th, 2010 SERMONS Edward

My father was furious when he heard that I had been playing with the Italians. That’s the first thing I remembered. On the last day of a conference, I attended a workshop that sounded harmless enough.  It had to do with what one person could do to help create a sustainable environment. To my horror, the leaders started right in by asking us to hold…