Author Archives: Rosalind C Hughes

Unknown's avatar

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.

red white and blue

Content warning for fear of gun violence at a school sirens stretch the air like an old jazz horn lights the color of a fresh wound pause snow around the school drive pounded into ice by parents pacing out their … Continue reading

Posted in poetry, prayer, story | 1 Comment

Love, knowledge, authority, and unclean spirits

The unclean spirits knew Jesus, and they named him. Jesus knew the man, and he loved him. Continue reading

Posted in current events, lectionary reflection, sermon | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Being human in Nineveh

This byword for sin and evil changed its ways, and its fine robes for sackcloth and ashes, because a prophet, reluctant, inadequate, and very fishy, walked among them. Because he came to see them not as political cartoons, memes, or caricatures, he found himself acting as a human toward them. Continue reading

Posted in sermon | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Prostitutes and Pharisees: enough of contempt

Any time that we use another human being for our own gratification, without due respect to the full image of God, the full image of Christ within them, we commit the kind of blasphemy to which Paul refers. When we exploit one another for economic gain, or put someone down to bolster our own ego; when we use another to vent our frustration, of any kind, to vent our anger, to be our scapegoat or our escape; when we label the other with our own sin and blame; when we treat any other person as less than as gloriously full of the image of the divine as we are, then we are subject to the kind of judgement we normally reserve for those we consider sinners. Continue reading

Posted in sermon | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Resisting evil

On the Feast of the Epiphany, the day on which we celebrate God’s revelation of the Incarnation of Christ to the nations of the world, images from our nation’s capital were cast about the globe of insurrectionists wrapped in flags, some with the name of the president and symbols of civil war, and some which bore with them the holy name of Jesus. Continue reading

Posted in current events, holy days, sermon | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

A prayer for the preacher when words fail

January 9, 2021 Beyond Jordan, the baptizer cried repentance, preaching to snakes, devouring locusts, razing the wilderness with his words, confronting kings and drowning sins. At his neck, the knowledge of his own humility, the prickling of glory about to … Continue reading

Posted in current events, poetry, prayer, sermon preparation | Tagged , , , | 2 Comments

The Cross

The Cross January 6, 2021 Empty his cross took on a life fame and infamy of its own Withered by sun and swollen the wood rotted down Romans rotating home took mementos of their tour symbols of conquest caked with … Continue reading

Posted in story | 1 Comment

Epiphany: the Lord shall arise upon you

If we find ourselves in darkness for a season, we have no need to be afraid of it, for Christ is with us, for darkness is the womb of God. If we find ourselves uncertain of the way forward, the heavens clouded and the north star shrouded, we have seen a light that is not distant from us, not hidden in the heavens or shrouded by clouds of grief or of glory, but borne among us, wherever the love of God is remembered, and the child of God attended with mercy and justice and humility. Continue reading

Posted in holy days | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

The Magi by Night

They travelled by night.
They followed his star, meaning
they had to wait for darkness to fall as a mantle
about their shoulders to know the way; Continue reading

Posted in holy days, lectionary reflection, poetry, prayer | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Not there yet

In recent months, we turned 2020 into a scapegoat, piled on our woes: a global pandemic, economic uncertainty, health worries, the inability of our election magically to make everyone finally agree; even murder hornets. But the year has turned, and has a new name, and we are still some way from the solid ground of familiarity, of home. … It’s going to take patience to find our new beginnings this year. Continue reading

Posted in lectionary reflection, sermon | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment