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.

St Michael and All Angels

Posted on September 29, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

They were not created on the first day. They are not light, nor dark; they live in bright shadows in between. They do not rise nor set; they were not created on the fourth day. They are not reputed to … Continue reading →

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Year B Proper 21: the hell with it

Posted on September 27, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

From this morning’s gospel: If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life maimed than to have two hands and to go to hell, to the unquenchable fire. And if your … Continue reading →

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After the visit

Posted on September 25, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Then they had left, the front door slamming like a rapidly deflating balloon. The house looked to fall an inch or more. Into the silence that fell with the shroud of exhaust over its face, her home dropped the creaks … Continue reading →

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Better

Posted on September 24, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

It started out easily enough: I shaved off my hair, my pride and my vanity, and cast it in the fire. Trouble was, I just looked too damned good that way; so I broke the mirror and used the shards … Continue reading →

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Year B Proper 20: all the questions you were afraid to ask

Posted on September 20, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

A typical conversation with a toddler turning from two to three might go a bit like this: Let’s put on your shoes.   –   Why? Because we need to go shopping for food.   –   Why? So that we have … Continue reading →

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Evensong

Posted on September 16, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

evening, midweek, overwhelmed and underprayed, counting blessed sheep.

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Year B Proper 19: Jesus, losers, the cross, and The Donald

Posted on September 10, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Are we ashamed of the continuing bitterness of the world, and Christ’s endurance of it? Do we wish in our hearts that he would come down off that cross and smash it with their mallets and pile the pieces into a funeral pyre for all death and suffering, all grief and strife? Of course. Continue reading →

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I had time

Posted on September 9, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

This morning, I had time, but, fickle friend that it is, it ran out on me, and I found myself as usual chasing it down the street and down the day … Continue reading →

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Creation, stillborn

Posted on September 4, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Broken waters heave; Spirit gasps, shrinks, shocked breathless, breeching the shore, still.

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Out of control

Posted on September 1, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

The calendar says that there are three weeks left of summer, up here in the northern hemisphere; but today was full of autumn leaves, red and gold and fallen. Clearly, my calendar is not fully in control of the seasons. Continue reading →

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