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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.

Heart/broken

I said I needed to reflect on it. If we’ve met, you know that means poetry, the *word* that tells me more of what it means than I tell it … Continue reading

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Teach us to pray

The story that Jesus tells suggests that we are in this together; that while one person is begging for bread, the one who is secure, safe and comfortable and tucked up in bed with their well-fed children, is the one who is called upon to answer, “and in the place where it was said to them, “You are not my people,” it shall be said to them, “Children of the living God.” Continue reading

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Bread

Bread

Who, in the night,
would give their neighbour stones
and say, “Here, make bread.” Continue reading

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Mire

Save me, O God;I am sinking in deep mire,and there is no firm ground for my feet. I am not getting out the same wayas I landed in this predicament,ensnared by gravity and half-digested decay,trapped in the peat bog where … Continue reading

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Who is my neighbour?

Unseen in the shadow of the story, a young cub of the mountain watching the value of love lavished like oil, profligate pity; following at a distance to see if kindness was really worth the weight of stolen gold

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Our Mother of the cocktail bar

Under the stairwell of the cocktail bar the hooded figure lays out objects of everyday ritual: teaspoon, lighter, tourniquet. Behind the bar an ersatz courtyard paved with astroturf,  foxgloves painted on the wall,  purple digitalis for the broken heart. From … Continue reading

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Not as the world

When he says, “My peace I give to you,” Jesus is not describing a passive peace. It is the peace not of the grave, where Jesus himself was restless, but of living waters, rolling down like justice, roaring like a vision, aflame with mercy. It is the profound and urgent love that fanned the waters of creation and produced life. Continue reading

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Love one another?

A sermon for the fifth Sunday of Easter in 2025. Love is not a light undertaking. Love will break your heart. Love will ask you to move mountains. Love will require that you sacrifice your most closely held prejudices, melt … Continue reading

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Mother’s Day

Including words from the original Mother’s Day Proclamation by Julia Ward Howe The very Earth is heaving beneath the weight of war. Fire consumes and leaves no food for the rest of God’s creatures; lead pollutes the soil, the seas, the … Continue reading

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Lessons from my cat

I have decided to join my cat in growling at the storm. We both know when it is coming. I don’t know if she feels the same pain behind the temple, or whether her whiskers quiver barometrically; we look at … Continue reading

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