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A prayer for Christmas Day
Gracious God, We hear of Christmas by candlelight in Kiev; we think on the borrowed cave, rude shelter in which to bear life. We hear of twins reunited – thank God! – with their family before Christmas. We cannot help wonder … Continue reading
A perfect angel
That was when the angel first realized that they might just have made a smidgen of an error, a bit of a mistake.
“Not that way,” the angel cried into the increasingly empty night. “You’re supposed to run towards Bethlehem! A baby has been born this night and, oh, what have I done?” Continue reading
Nativity
Not by might the almighty shoulders a way into the world, but on borrowed strength, the muscles of his mother conspiring to bring him to birth; Not by right does he claim his throne but humbles himself to the stable stall and is fed by … Continue reading
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Tagged Christmas, nativity, peace
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The gift
Wrapped in flesh and tenderness – the fragile feet, the faltering hands – a hunger was born, squalling for a landscape flowing with milk and kindness. Little did the wise know, still less kings that this small and helpless this … Continue reading
Awaiting glory
The stars have turned cold awaiting their chance to shine shrouded in clouds watching the child swaddled in hope and fear crossing the desert braving the sea lullabied in a bomb shelter –a mother wearied by the wake father haunted by the absence of a ghost spirit sibling … Continue reading
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Tagged Advent, Christmas, nativity, peace on earth
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On the longest night
We are not alone. This is what our Communion means: we are here for ourselves, but also with and for one another; and Christ is here with and for us.
We are not alone. Joseph, our ancestor, dreamer and dutiful carer, bearer of the burdens of humanity and holiness, watches our dreams, and remembers, and reminds us, that the angels are attending us, too.
We are not alone. God is with us. May it be enough. Continue reading
Posted in advent meditations, homily
Tagged grief, hope, Incarnation, Jesus, Joseph, longest night, solstice
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God’s gift
We do not get to choose whether or not God loves us. Whether we feel worthy or wormy, God loves us, and we cannot make it otherwise. Continue reading
Posted in advent meditations, homily, sermon
Tagged Christmas, gift, Isaiah 7:10-16, Joseph, love, Matthew 1:18-25, Year A Advent 4
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The wolf and the lamb
To speak of love is to render it tame; so the word became flesh and took again the fiercer features of life; took flight from the angels, hid instead within the brutish warmth of mother-milk and frailty; the love whose name we dare to speak for fear else of devouring one … Continue reading
Posted in advent meditations, holy days, lectionary reflection, poetry, prayer
Tagged Incarnation, Isaiah 11:6-9, love
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The Word
Ten years later, with apologies to those still unconsoled, we wait still upon the Word to come; for good news to the victims of gun violence, peace on earth, and the goodwill to protect and celebrate every child of God. Amen: Come, Lord Jesus. Continue reading
Posted in advent meditations, gun violence, poetry, prayer, Whom Shall I Fear?
Tagged Advent, anniversary, grief, Incarnation, John 1, Newtown CT, Sandy Hook, the word
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A broader mischief
I am sorry to say that today is not convenient for revolution. I have Sadducees coming for dinner and some scribes – I did not tell them of each other – I have employed unemployed tax collectors as wait staff and women of repute for the cabaret. Mary is livid, … Continue reading
Posted in lectionary reflection, poetry, prayer
Tagged Jesus, John the Baptist, Luke 1:46-55, Magnificat, Matthew 11:2-11, Year A Advent 3
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