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Keeping promises

I have no doubt that God was with me in that river, whose banks Jesus knew, whose rapids perhaps he had played in. I have no doubt that God would have stayed with me, whether I lived or died that day. But in order to remain alive, in that moment, I also needed my people, the little community of foreigners with whom I had set out that morning in a black tyre inner tube to float down the river towards the Sea of Galilee. Continue reading

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Our own devices

Small victories, born of God, have a profound effect on the people who encounter them. Small victories born of God, born of love, grow up to conquer the world Continue reading

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Resurrection

In Jesus’ day, around one in five Jewish women bore the name of Mary, so it is not that much of a coincidence that the two women named returning to Jesus’ tomb on Easter morning share the same name. Continue reading

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Marked men

Later, they sit silent as the grave side by side,
watching a late sun set over the Jordan… Continue reading

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Advent light

A sermon for the First Sunday of Advent, November 27, 2016, at the Church of the Epiphany, Euclid, Ohio. Year A Advent 1: Isaiah 2:1-5 Romans 13:11-14 Matthew 24:36-44  When we have finished the act of Baptism with water, and … Continue reading

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Remembering our baptism

we all embraced on the slippery steps, laughing with the sheer sacredness of it all Continue reading

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Crossing the Jordan

It’s been twenty-nine years since I was in the Holy Land. My memories have become like a photograph album full of moments in time, frozen in stasis, many frayed at the edges or fading. There are a few that stand … Continue reading

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