Category Archives: story

The road to Emmaus

Posted on April 23, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

If the risen Christ stumbled through our doors, unexpected and unrecognized, visibly wounded in his head and his heart and his hands, how would we treat him? As a victim of our human violence, or as a threat? Continue reading →

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Easter 2023: it’s (still) a love story

Posted on April 9, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

It isn’t like any love story we could conjure up, because it is true, a true story: Jesus lived among us, the Son of God was crucified, descended to the dead, and on the third day rose again, and he could not wait to greet his beloved disciples on the road, could not wait to see their shining, astonished faces; he could not wait to love them back. Continue reading →

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Thursday

Posted on April 4, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

We pray in awkward whispers against the reredos of white towels fumbling over nervous feet held in stumbling hands, certain of nothing but betrayal, the cross to come, and sunset’s pale inversion in the water

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Silence

Posted on April 4, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

And my teenaged ghost shook her head at how I had forgotten which rule most matters.​ Continue reading →

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Capitalizing on panic

Posted on March 24, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

On the stories we tell ______________________ I saw a story in the Washington Post where a man named Kevin Thomas started making pop-up safe rooms for schools – kind of like the panic rooms that became a status symbol in … Continue reading →

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Broken

Posted on March 22, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

A very, very little Lenten story Yesterday, I broke a clergy collar trying to fix it around my neck. I am trying hard not to make too much meaning of it.

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Afterwards

Posted on March 21, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

It was the following day that sealed it for him waking with the rooster an hour before dawn the darkness of the room unfamiliar tangled in bedsheets he shivered still straining his hope to conjure up that sun light and … Continue reading →

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Living water: A love story

Posted on March 12, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

Read in a certain way, the banter between Jesus and the woman can sound almost like a flirtation; but the spark is the long, slow heat of the love of God that has drawn each of them to an understanding of how God so loves the world.

In the noonday, the sun has stood still as they linger in the light of eternity. Continue reading →

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Living water

Posted on March 9, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

I have always loved the sea. Continue reading →

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Sinking sand

Posted on March 6, 2023 by Rosalind C Hughes

A little Lenten story An English seaside town, its name suffixed with something left behind by the Romans. A sandy beach with buckets and spades, Punch and Judy, donkey rides, sandwiches gritty with their namesake, seagulls looking for leftover ice … Continue reading →

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