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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.

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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Prayers post concussion

I am realizing how much of a Pelagian I am; how much of my worth, my self-satisfaction is wrapped up in works and words; what I do is what I am; what I say is what I pray. Which leaves … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 18: where two or three

And isn’t this what the church is for? Two or three gathered together to raise up the Divine Presence among them? I don’t mean that the Eucharist is some sort of séance to conjure up the Spirit of Christ. We … Continue reading

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Friday morning prayer

Dear Christ I give so many thanks that you have called me not to save the world but to serve it. I pray, keep my horizons hopeful and my reach reasonable, that I may rest safely in your saving grace … Continue reading

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Break water

Breakwater before midnight; primal elements: dark water. Let light break. This dark water tastes wrong; unseasoned soup, it will not hold me up. I throw up my hands. Your thoughts are not my thoughts, there will be no meeting of … Continue reading

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Where two or three gather: thoughts from a Sunday afternoon cycle

Matthew 18:20 “For where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there among them.” When I first started out, it was a means to an end: lose some weight, gain some strength, save some money and planet … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 17: following the story

I feel as though the lectionary has been leading us on. It started a few weeks ago, with the feeding of the multitude, and the reminder that the Eucharist was given not only for us but for all of those … Continue reading

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Bearing

It is such a little thing, to hang above my heart, given me at baptism, my magpie hands clutched at its shiny surface, all glistering and light; once clasped I hardly know I’m wearing my golden cross while sunrise shadows … Continue reading

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Year A Proper 16: inside-out day

Today, we took our service out on to the lawn. In keeping with inside-out day, my congregation preached the gospel to me. I asked them who they thought Jesus was, and they told me: Son of God, healer, preacher, prophet, … Continue reading

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