Category Archives: homily

Stealing the gospel

More guns bring more violence, and we have had enough of the ‘gall of bitterness and the chains of wickedness.’ Continue reading

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A perfectly imperfect marriage

I think John Henry was lonely, and that Christ was as much his consolation as his committed husband.
He approached his ordination like a wedding, with excitement and dread, with joy and cold feet. Continue reading

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Christmas Eve 2017

As we contemplate the vulnerability of a God who would be born homeless, human, humble, we remember the power of love to change the world. Continue reading

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When the heavens open

And Jesus: little, embryonic, speck of Jesus; what does he see, from such a soft and secret place? What does he know, from such a small beginning? Continue reading

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Kamehameha and Emma

These two monarchs are commemorated with the same gospel as we read on Christ the King Sunday, because they modelled their reign on public service, serving as shepherds of their people, and feeding the flocks entrusted to them with justice and mercy, except, it seems, for the occasional accident. Continue reading

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Good Friday: his own people

At the beginning of the Gospel according to John, we read that, He was in the world, and the world came into being through him; yet the world did not know him. He came to what was his own, and … Continue reading

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Maundy Thursday: the mother of all mercy

What should Jesus have done about Judas? In a way, Thursday was the final chance. There is a pipeline from here to the tomb. Once Judas has left the table, Jesus knows that his fate is sealed. Yet earlier in … Continue reading

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