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Category Archives: spiritual autobiography
When you pray
This was the prayer that first made me fall for Jesus, when I was a child. Of course, I learnt the expanded form that we use in worship; the one that we prayed, hands together, eyes closed, every morning at school assembly time (never at home). But even in its stripped down, barest form, as Luke presents Jesus teaching it, the world which this prayer conjures into being is enough to set my spirit on fire. Continue reading
Trust
A man whose last name we didn’t know, whom we had met last night, pointed out a narrowing canyon and said, “Walk that way. I’ll meet you on the other side.” Continue reading
Posted in spiritual autobiography, story
Tagged Holy Land, Jordan, sabbatical, Wadi Rum
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Fear of God
I am a professional at proclaiming the promises of God. I make excuses not to put God to the test. Continue reading
Posted in spiritual autobiography, story
Tagged Holy Land, Jerusalem, pilgrimage, sabbatical
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Nevertheless, she preached
Seeing and hearing a woman preach, for the first time in my life, opened windows in my soul that I did not know had been barred shut. Continue reading
Posted in spiritual autobiography, story
Tagged gender equality, lay readers, ordination, preaching, women priests
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Heaven on earth
Looking ahead to Sunday’s Transfiguration and the disciples’ awe-filled witness to the glory of God revealed in Christ, I have been thinking about religious experiences; extraordinary revelations of the divine. I occasionally wonder if I was “done out of” a … Continue reading
Posted in Holy Days, sermon preparation, spiritual autobiography, story
Tagged Incarnation, Transfiguration
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Why Jesus wept
Lazarus, lying in the tomb, locked in death, was not deaf to the call of Jesus upon his body, and his spirit, and his enduring life. Continue reading
Posted in sermon, spiritual autobiography
Tagged grief, Jesus, John 11, Lazarus, miracle, mortality, Resurrection, Romans 8
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Forgiving Jesus
The readings for the third Sunday in Lent include Jesus’ encounter with a Samaritan woman at a well, and Moses’ miraculous striking water from stone. In the old stories, this encounter beside a well would have ended in marriage. Jacob’s … Continue reading
