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.
[Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness:] Thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; [have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.] The third translation of Psalm Four, Verse One (see yesterday’s and yesterday’s yesterday’s … Continue reading →
(See yesterday’s post for the first translation …) Second, the translation found in the Book of Common Prayer: [Answer me when I call, O God, defender of my cause;] you set me free when I am hard-pressed; [have mercy on … Continue reading →
Not even, really, one verse, but a fraction, a phrase, a few words lost between languages, wondering how to tell us the truth about God. First, the Revised Standard Version of the first verse of the Psalm assigned for the … Continue reading →
I know that I should know better than to wade into murky water, but over the past week, there’s been a lot of talk about work, motherhood, and how they fit together. I am not going to tell you what … Continue reading →
Words, fists fly up like so many black-beaked crows beating about his head, befouling and besmirching and pecking his eyes; Tut-tutting, clicking our tongues at the mess – “so distasteful” – we snap on our latex gloves to show how … Continue reading →
When I was studying theology the first time around, long ago, I remember a discussion about the concepts of justice. Justice, we were taught, could be of one or more of four different characters: retributive, protective, deterrent, or reformative/rehabilitative. Retributive justice is … Continue reading →
My children are among the very few people who have heard this story. I don’t like to tell it because it sounds so strange, so unusual, so unbelievable. I once saw the Holy Spirit in the church in which I … Continue reading →
The Bible tells the story of God’s relationship with God’s creation, the Divine action in the world. From the beginning, when God spoke creation into being, to the end, when God will recreate the new heavens and the new earth, … Continue reading →
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Sometimes, resurrection takes scaffolding.
Someone called John tells an Easter story: It was dark. It was so early, it was still late, but she couldn’t sleep. It was too still, too cold, too dark and silent. So she went to be with him in … Continue reading →
over the water 