Monthly Archives: December 2015

Today or tomorrow

Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to such & such a town and spend a year there, doing business & making money.’ Yet you do not even know what tomorrow will bring. What is your … Continue reading

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Child sacrifice

Twelve: the end of childhood for a young black male. Thirteen months to discover there is no injustice that we cannot render reasonable by the fiat of our fear. Rewind. Twelve: the age of incarnation lost in the city, left … Continue reading

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Year C Christmas 1: Incarnate Word

On Thursday morning, in company with many around the world, I was in my kitchen baking Christmas treats and listening to the Festival of Lessons and Carols from King’s College, Cambridge. This morning’s gospel lesson was already on my mind … Continue reading

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Sermon for a Christmas Eve pageant

And so here we all are. Here is Mary, exhausted. There’s a reason that childbirth is called labour: it’s a workout. Here is Joseph, permanently bewildered, still not really sure what’s happening, but see the love that he has for … Continue reading

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Year C Advent 4: kissing cousins

When we moved to Singapore, in 1998, my cousin and her husband were packing up to move back to Britain. We overlapped by just a couple of weeks. Lisa came out to the condo and gave me some tips on … Continue reading

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Afterwards

An Advent meditation for/from the Diocese of Ohio On this date eighteen years ago, my waiting had finally come to an end. One day earlier, our Christmas baby, our Omega child, had been born in the night. Of course, the end … Continue reading

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Second thoughts

Mary did not float through her pregnancy without her swollen feet touching the ground. When Mary returned to her senses, the bread was burning, and she nearly took the skin off her hands snatching it from the fire in a … Continue reading

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