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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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Leftovers
One made bread pudding. Another, croutons for soup. One mashed them in milk for the tomorrow baby’s breakfast. The important thing was, they got to keep the crumbs; no more maggots in the manna; they got to bring it home, … Continue reading
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Re-creation
in the beginning, when God began to create the heavens and the earth, all was formless and void, and the Spirit of God moved over the dark waters Suspended in salt water, albatross passes over; create me.
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Tagged albatross, creation, genesis 1:1, haiku, recreation, vacation
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The patient God
This Sunday, we read the pinnacle of Paul’s poetry: I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation can separate … Continue reading
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Tagged call, dream, God, judgement, Romans 8:38-39, salvation
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Night prayer
I pray this night for those who have lived so long that no one who knows can imagine life beyond them. I pray this night for those whose breath was never strong; whose lives are counted in days; whose days … Continue reading
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Early week wordplay
Let tares grow, let tears flow; there is no justice without tearing our selves apart; Until life’s ending, we are left tending weeds tenderly as the wheat field. alternatively Let tares grow, let tears flow; there is no judgement without … Continue reading
Year A Proper 10: seed for sowing and bread for eating
Frederick Buechner says that parables are like jokes: if you have to have it explained, it’s just not worth it.* In some ways, this parable says the same thing about itself. The last line of Jesus’ explanation is that those … Continue reading
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Wormfood
Whilst musing over this Sunday’s parable (the sower and the different soils), I hit upon the Dummies.com article, “How to Improve Soil Quality for Healthy Plant Growth,” by Sven Wombwell. Sven suggests that “Worms really are a gardener’s best friends. … Continue reading
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Tagged graveyard, matthew 13:1-8, parable of the soil, parable of the sower, soil, worms
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Crossover
A crossover from today’s Bible Challenge blog, just because Leftovers: Readings for today were Isaiah 7-9, I Thessalonians 5, Psalm 28, OR Judith 15 The day of my graduation from seminary was supposed to be the Rapture (according to the … Continue reading
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Tagged left behind, Leftovers, Rapture, Tom Perrotta
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over the water 