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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 Last Sunday after the Epiphany: Homeless Jesus and the Transfiguration

Some of you may have seen a news story this past week about a statue that has been installed outside an Episcopal church in Davidson, N.C.[1] The first time she saw it, one neighbourhood resident called the police, thinking that … Continue reading

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Transfiguration

Once upon a mountaintop I saw, and having seen could not unsee, forget the white light of a soft robe rendered diamond sharp; its bright folds scratched my eyes. For an instant only, looking up, I saw his face, caught … Continue reading

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Year A Epiphany 7: How to be perfect

There is good news in the fact that the Lord our God is holy. There is grace in the perfection of our heavenly Father, and we wouldn’t want any lesser kind of god. But what do we make of these … Continue reading

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Seasonal affair

The seagulls are returning from wherever it is that seagulls go when the lake, luminous lover, has frozen them out, but they seem chastened; they sound subdued, touch her gingerly, testing the waters.

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Crib Goch, and other melodramatic metaphors

On a knife edge, the threat of falling shrouded in a misty pall, each step a battle of will over fear. Others stride across a broad thoroughfare; I snarl at their sunny backs; gravity has grappled me to the rock.

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Year A Epiphany 6: Choose life

Jesus said, “If your right eye causes you to sin, pluck it out.” Gruesome stuff. What does he mean by it? I remember when our eldest child was newborn, and sleeping in my arms in the living room in front … Continue reading

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Custody of the eyes

Jesus said, “If your right eye causes you to sin, pluck it out.” Gruesome stuff. And what on earth does he mean by it? I remember when our youngest child was newborn, and sleeping in my arms in the living … Continue reading

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Happy valentine

A heart labyrinth design for Valentine’s Day (I’ve also used them as prayer aids for cardiac patients and others). Although I didn’t consciously plan it that way, I like the way that the two sides can be read either as … Continue reading

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It’s still cold

Water pipes slamming, cranking out icy fury: I know how they feel.

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Year A Epiphany 5: salt

If rock salt comes from rocks (hence the salt mines), and sea salt comes from the sea, where does table salt come from? Jesus said, “You are the salt of the earth. You are the light of the world.” But … Continue reading

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