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Valentine
Happy valentine’s day; no matter your circumstance today, you are beloved, more than words can say. In the meantime, my valentine said I could share this with you: The undertow sucks sand from underfoot, but I stand firm. Wild horses … Continue reading
Kittens
There is a lot going on in the world, in the country, in our communities and families.
Sometimes, the best antidote to overwhelm is to give in to [ahem – kittens] the overwhelming, particular, peculiar love of God. Continue reading
Light speaks
light whispers, flushed and fevered,
smouldering out of sight to
the point of conflagration. Continue reading
Posted in holy days, lectionary reflection, poetry, sermon, sermon preparation
Tagged Isaiah 49:6, light, Martin Luther King Jr, Year A Epiphany 2
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Star of Bethlehem
I scour the skies to find The light shines in the darkness a false star rising and the darkness did not overcome it haloed with fire power When they saw that the star had stopped (not everything that wears (he … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer
Tagged drone strikes, Epiphany, signs, star of bethlehem, war and peace
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Bethlehem
In the ancient city, haunted by memories of feast and famine, exile and exodus, the earth itself makes room, Creation shifting and splitting as angels sing Glory out of cold stars shining with old light. Out of the holy darkness, … Continue reading
I’ll eat my words
Today, instead of writing I consumed words like cereal, inhaling through my ears the opinions of the radio, rolling words of fiction between my teeth to see if I could taste the lie, drowning D. H. Lawrence in the bath.
To move mountains
When she was old and fading –
her gray hair paling,
her skin thinning and softening –
my grandmother painted watercolours. Continue reading
Posted in lectionary reflection, poetry, sermon preparation, story
Tagged Bob Ross, dementia, faith, imagination, Luke 17:5, mustard seed, Year C Proper 22
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prayer incarnate
How did you pray, body and breath, those wilderness days beneath stars that made promises, sand through your hands counting moments since creation, each grain an erosion of the whole; how did you pray, body and spirit sticky with honey … Continue reading
Posted in meditation, poetry, prayer
Tagged desert, Incarnation, Jesus, prayer, wildnerness
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Dust
Between fire and the sky- cold stars trading embers, we are smoke: dust, ash, and air rising and falling
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer
Tagged Ash Wednesday, ashes to ashes, creation, dust to dust, fire
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A prayer for the absence of miracles
Swimming as an act of faith: Faith in the friendliness of the great lake, doorway to the deep- seated sediment of creation; Faith in the body to carry its cargo through the waves, inspired by the brooding, hovering breath of … Continue reading
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