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Year A Proper 15: going to the dogs
This is a difficult story, there’s no doubt. First of all, Jesus challenges our traditions, our touchstones, and tells us off for defiling our language and our relationships with our unclean hearts. And then directly afterwards he has this interaction … Continue reading
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Flirting with depression
Lately, I’ve been seeing an old friend. We dated for a while, when I was in my teens. For a time there, in fact, he was pretty much all I could think about. But a good friend and a friendly … Continue reading
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Morning Prayer
On the days when the sun does not rise, when the chill will not dissipate from the night air, words fall anechoic from our lips to the carpeted abyss. Let our tears be our salt- seasoned offerings, burning water our … Continue reading
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Year A Proper 15: send her away
Matthew 15:21-28: the Syrophoenician/Canaanite/canine woman. Some problems for the preacher. What’s in a name? You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. You old dog. Sly old dog. Dirty old dog. Dogged. Hot dog. Dog eat dog. Why keep a … Continue reading
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My daughter’s t-shirt
When we went to the National Cathedral a couple of years ago, my youngest daughter bought a t-shirt with Robin Williams’ “Top 10 reasons for being an Episcopalian.” Yesterday, he died, apparently of suicide. My husband hates reading statistics or … Continue reading
Year A Proper 14: baby steps / beyond the boat
Jesus immediately reached out his hand and caught Peter. Have you ever seen a young child learning to walk for the first time? It spends a long time standing still, holding onto the furniture, until it is sure that its … Continue reading
Episcopalian haiku
Vespers Sunset on steeple. Shadows lengthen; silence falls Still, fire burns inside
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Transfiguration
Early in the darkening dawn, shadows weighting their sight, waiting for the sun to rise on the Light of the World, blind their vision with magnesium-bulb brightness, harmonic resonance of lightning arcing between earth and heaven.
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Tagged light of the world, Luke 9:28-36, Transfiguration
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Ye of little faith
It feels less like walking on water than drowning in mid-air; the perfume of your presence is too heady to bear. I make myself thin to slip from your embrace; breathe once more the comfortable air of an ordinary, little faith.
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Year A Proper 13: broken pieces
My father was three years old when war broke out in 1939. The following year, decreased food imports because of submarine activity led to the rationing of meat and other food items in Britain. As the war continued, more foods … Continue reading
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