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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.

Impetuous

For two pins, I’d rip out every stitch, if it weren’t a waste of time.

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Year B Christmas 2: the flight into Egypt and beyond

This is not a story about how special, important, and indispensable Jesus was; that his family out of all the others in Bethlehem was warned to get out of town, so that he alone out of all the little boys … Continue reading

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New wine and old skin

It is a truth universally acknowledged that we prefer beginnings to endings, opening lines to famous last words; and so we usher in the year with bells and whistles; fireworks obliterate the unforgotten, bury the little piles of guilt, glinting … Continue reading

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Christmas 2014

On Christmas Eve, we talked about miracles and the veil between heaven and earth rent by angel song and the birth of God, the love of God borne into the world by a baby. The next morning, wondering what to … Continue reading

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Christmas Eve: love you to Bethlehem and back

There is a tradition that the night between Christmas Eve and Christmas Day is a time for miracles. Beatrix Potter, who wrote the Peter Rabbit books, said that, it is in the old story that all the beasts can talk, … Continue reading

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Year B Advent 4: Annunciation

The archangel had had a busy season. Nothing is heard of him for the greater part of the Bible, but now within six months he has visited Zechariah in the temple to announce the advent of John, who would become … Continue reading

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Psalm for the fourth funeral

Good God, sometimes mortality becomes too heavy for us to bear under; it piles up like bones. We flood the valley floor with grief; our footsteps sink for want of solid ground. How long, O Lord, will you wait to … Continue reading

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How it feels

When I imagine myself getting up to preach, I see an older middle-aged man of considerable girth sitting in my chair; wearing my robes, he grips either side with surprisingly small hands, and heaves. It takes a while and an … Continue reading

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Healing the holidays homily 2014 edition: holding out on hope

Six months before the Angel Gabriel to earth came down, as the story goes, he was hanging out in Jerusalem, visiting with Zechariah. Zechariah and Elizabeth were much older than Mary – which is not to say that the young … Continue reading

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Annunciation and assent

Ave Accustomed to many perplexing forms of greeting from the ridiculous to the ribald, when hailed by the sublime she was only mildly bemused, hardly struck dumb at all. Maria Accustomed to the music of her name on the lips … Continue reading

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