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Saturday 2020: there is a time
We read, there is a time to live and a time to die; we thought we get to choose, but even Saturday dawns bright yellow with birdsong; it stretches into Easter churches, silencing their pews, emptying the air of alleluias Trump said … Continue reading
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Tagged COVID-19, Holy Saturday, Holy Week, Trump
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Friday 2020
The loneliness of death frightens us … we are rightly afraid, I am afraid that I will be unequal to my promises, the promise of Peter, though all become deserters, to stay with you, to stay near you, come what may.
I am unequal to my promises, but Jesus is not. If nothing else, he proved that on the Cross. Continue reading
Thursday 2020: Betrayal
“One of you,” he said, “will betray me,” and each of them immediately beset his soul with cross-examination, face afire with a thousand slights, deft denials and sleight of conscience, self-deception well practised since the first temptation in the Garden … Continue reading
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Tagged confession, Holy Week, Mark 14:12-25, Maundy Thursday
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Wednesday 2020: Cornerstone
Look for the cornerstone, smutted and mossed, every so often sandblasted clean, surprising anew; not the one five blocks up with date and name, but below, at ground level, hefting the weight of the world, unnoticed for the most part, … Continue reading
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Tagged COVID-19, Holy Week, Mark 12:1-11
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Tuesday 2020: By whose authority?
One asks, Is it politic? One asks, Will it profit a man? One asks, Is it legal? One asks, Is it ethical? One asks, Is it even practical? One asks, Is it possible? One asks, Is it blasphemy; if so, … Continue reading
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Tagged COVID-19, Holy Week, Mark 11:27-33
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Monday 2020: Cleansing the temple
Monday morning: disinfecting doorknobs, disaffecting traders, tilting tables to wipe them down, zealously sanitizing sacred space, swiping between compassion and contempt; mask slipping, brow sweating, having tested positive for mortality Also from Monday’s Daily Office readings: How lonely sits the … Continue reading
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Palm Sunday 2020
After the psalms have died away and the palm leaves dry and brittle in the dust have crumbled underfoot; after the streets have emptied, crowds drained through doorways, their thunder spent, a stone heart whispers still, Hosanna: saviour, save us.
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Ostriches and jackals
(This Lenten meditation for the daily series from the Diocese of Ohio was composed before our part of the world was turned upside down by COVID-19; but God’s mercy endures forever.) Continue reading
Mushroom
Early in the morning, we would wipe our hands with grassy dew, gather field mushrooms sprung up overnight; only the wise old wives knew whether their white canopies shed spores of health, or of the other thing. Featured image: Scottish … Continue reading
The question of Lazarus
“Tell me, mortal,
can these dry bones live?”
Lazarus, coughing and blinking
replies, or would
if breath permits, Continue reading
over the water 