Monthly Archives: September 2014

Year A Proper 21: a problem with authority

Based on today’s New Testament texts: Philippians 2:1-13; Matthew 21:23-32 Let the same mind be in you that is in Christ Jesus. Here’s a little window into the mind of Jesus; the humble one, the slave, obedient unto death, even … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 21: By whose authority?

Rarely does Jesus give a straight answer to a straight question; but rarely, too, is he quite as direct about his indirection as he is here. Leading to the following reflection: Can you imagine being Jesus’ mother? I don’t mean … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 20: Jonah and anti-Jonah

Poor, petulant Jonah. If he couldn’t give the Ninevites hell, he wanted to at least give them purgatory. I’ve done all of this work, he said, endured all of this drama: the running away the wailing and gnashing of teeth, … Continue reading

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The Gospel according to Jonah

In the form of a bedtime board book: I love you to the end of the ocean. I love you to the depth of the sea. I love you to the belly of the whale and back. * I love you … Continue reading

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Seeing the light

On the carriageway out of the castle about halfway down, the tunnel bends sharply. They told us that a dray horse, poorly schooled in perspective, would find it hard to believe that the tight, bright portal at the end of … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 19: forgiving

You remember the Joseph story: “Way way back many centuries ago, not long after the Bible began…” Jacob was the grandson of Abraham, and the father of the twelve tribes of Israel – in fact, it was Jacob who was … Continue reading

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Since

I watch her in the early light, her breath slight, her skin soft; barely there, she is solidly unconcerned. Since, she has become like a little sparrow, evasive yet everywhere; I saw one in a Walmart once, swooping between the … Continue reading

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