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On a Wednesday
On Wednesdays, I think about my mother. Arise, shine, for your light has come, the daily morning prayer declares, on a Wednesday. I hear my mother calling, “Rise and shine!” Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory … Continue reading
Posted in poetry, prayer
Tagged book of common prayer, Cancticle 11, Daily Office, family, grief, Isaiah 60:1, rise and shine, Third Song of Isaiah
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Lazarus, unbound
Feeling the ground with his hands, touching the soil with his feet, kissing the earth, Lazarus, unbound, raises his face to see his friends retreat – in fear they have let him go – stares at Jesus with eyes too … Continue reading
Posted in lectionary reflection, poetry, sermon preparation
Tagged biblical imagination, conversion, Jesus, John 11, Lazarus
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Louisville Seminary
sun striking chapel bells call to morning prayer unanswerable
Posted in haiku, poetry, prayer
Tagged Daily Office, haiku, Louisville Seminary, prayer, sunrise
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Security alert
Count seconds between eruptions; dog howl fear strikes: cell phone lightning storm.
Posted in haiku, poetry
Tagged anonymous threat, parenting, school shootings, security alerts
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Middle age
Three, even two years ago, my shoulder didn’t burn, my hip didn’t pop, my knee didn’t stab me in the back halfway round the supermarket. Since the spring, we have been on cooler terms, tending to the necessities with icy politeness, my body and I, feigning … Continue reading
Gloriana
[Sometimes, the search for a sermon feels like a game of free association – chasing words down rabbit holes and across parklands, trying to track down an idea, the spirit of an idea, and bottle it. This week’s wild goose … Continue reading
Threading the needle
First, unpack your camel. Divest it of its commodities: sugar, salt, and spices, unguents, oils, perfume, all excisable goods must go; hold a trunk sale if you must. Next, take off its defences; not only the cannons and the turret … Continue reading
After the visit
Then they had left, the front door slamming like a rapidly deflating balloon. The house looked to fall an inch or more. Into the silence that fell with the shroud of exhaust over its face, her home dropped the creaks … Continue reading
Evensong
evening, midweek, overwhelmed and underprayed, counting blessed sheep.
over the water 