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.
I have had occasion to mention before that I am quite privileged. I live, by my own free choice, in an unimpeachably respectable suburb to the west of Cleveland, with good schools, a sense of community, a beach, three coffee … Continue reading →
Yesterday, I walked into an ordinary hospital to make an ordinary pastoral visit. The very first woman to greet everyone at the door looked at me suspiciously, and critically. “I didn’t think women were allowed to wear the collars,” she … Continue reading →
Beauty, decadent and dangerous; a cheap hit of colour running riot through the regimented rows with their cloth of gold; a flamboyant tease, streetwise with a delicate touch, the joy and the ruin of many.
It is tempting, as many have observed, to link this Sunday’s readings to this Thursday’s Supreme Court decision upholding the Affordable Care Act, aka Obamacare. Politics from the pulpit are tricky. The need to be prophetic and the need to … Continue reading →
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Tagged Affordable Care Act, healing, healthcare, Isaiah 53:4, Jesus, Mark 5:21-43, Matthew 8:17, Obamacare, Supreme Court, Year B Proper 8
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I can see today’s story being used in the early church to combat the subtle prejudices, favouritisms, and snubs that might otherwise have kept from full inclusion and assimilation new Christians, non-Jewish Christians, Christians from other countries, cultures and languages. … Continue reading →
The commons lie empty: the trees unclimbed, the river unswum, the rope unturned, the rhyme unsung, the swing unswung, the air unbreathed; stale breezes atrophy. behind the blinds we play on an LED stage, escaping the day we’ve forgotten to … Continue reading →
St Andrew’s, Elyria, OH; Saturday June 23rd 2012/Sunday June 24th 2012 David and Goliath. It’s one of the stories that we grew up with; one of the dramatic biblical episodes that makes it into all the children’s illustrated Bibles; the … Continue reading →
Vulture-hunched, pecking black blood out of rusty ground; feeding on dead earth.
It’s back – the unforgivable sin, the blasphemy against the Holy Spirit, tucked into the readings for the commemoration of Bernard Mizeki, catechist and martyr. This time, we read Luke’s contextualization of the epigram. It is interesting in its little … Continue reading →
over the water 