Author Archives: Rosalind C Hughes

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About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is an Episcopal priest, poet, and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.

On a Wednesday

On Wednesdays, I think about my mother. Arise, shine, for your light has come, the daily morning prayer declares, on a Wednesday. I hear my mother calling, “Rise and shine!” Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory … Continue reading

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All Saints: life unbounded

I was away all last week at a “Writing Pastors” conference. It was great. It did not leave a whole lot of time for sermon writing, but this is the gist of what was said this morning… There was some … Continue reading

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Lazarus, unbound

Feeling the ground with his hands, touching the soil with his feet, kissing the earth, Lazarus, unbound, raises his face to see his friends retreat – in fear they have let him go –  stares at Jesus with eyes too … Continue reading

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Louisville Seminary

sun striking chapel bells call to morning prayer unanswerable

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Security alert

Count seconds between eruptions; dog howl fear strikes: cell phone lightning storm.

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Year B Proper 25: What do you want?

“What do you want me to do for you?” When I heard Jesus asking this of Bartimaeus, I was struck by the coincidence that two Sundays in a row we have heard basically the same question. “What is it that … Continue reading

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Middle age

Three, even two years ago, my shoulder didn’t burn, my hip didn’t pop, my knee didn’t stab me in the back halfway round the supermarket. Since the spring, we have been on cooler terms, tending to the necessities with icy politeness, my body and I, feigning … Continue reading

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Year B Proper 24: glory

We live our little lives full face in the glory of God, whether we recognize it or not. Continue reading

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Gloriana

[Sometimes, the search for a sermon feels like a game of free association – chasing words down rabbit holes and across parklands, trying to track down an idea, the spirit of an idea, and bottle it. This week’s wild goose … Continue reading

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Mind the gap

Holy One, your creativity is infinite; our ability to respond to your expansive imagination is not. I do not think that you forget our frailty. Perhaps we forget that you have made us a little lower than the angels; another … Continue reading

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