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Child sacrifice

Twelve: the end of childhood for a young black male. Thirteen months to discover there is no injustice that we cannot render reasonable by the fiat of our fear. Rewind. Twelve: the age of incarnation lost in the city, left … Continue reading

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Pentecost dreaming

What happens  [asks the poet] to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore – And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over – … Continue reading

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Year B Easter 7: outside agitators and inside voices

The leaders in Jerusalem, religious and secular, were anticipating with no small degree of anxiety next weekend’s Festival of Weeks, or Pentecost, so called because it fell fifty (pente) days after Passover; a full week of weeks since death was … Continue reading

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Year B Easter 6: water and blood, a Mothers Day proclamation

“This is the one who came by water and blood, Jesus Christ, not with the water only but with the water and the blood. And the Spirit is the one that testifies, for the Spirit is the truth.” I don’t … Continue reading

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Year B Easter 5: abide with me

I can’t help but think that to judge God’s will by the outcome of our prayers that way is a pretty dangerous sort of reverse-engineering. Continue reading

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Millstones

I preached a few weeks ago on the stumbling blocks that we set before our children: guns. Their prevalence and power have become stumbling blocks to our children, and blinders to keep us focused on fear. We hurtle headlong into … Continue reading

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When is a door not a door?

Jesus is posing his listeners a riddle when he talks of himself in the language of the sheep pen. We only get part of the passage today; we don’t hear Jesus, today, call himself the Good Shepherd. That comes immediately … Continue reading

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Year C Proper 12: What is the world coming to?

What is the world coming to? How many times have we had to ask ourselves that question over the past few months, the past few years? When I told people abroad on vacation where I came from, they had heard … Continue reading

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Year C Easter 7: the shadow side of miracles

I think that this has been the week for miracles. Finding Amanda Berry and Gina DeJesus and Michelle Knight along with a young child alive felt pretty miraculous, didn’t it? Then on Friday’s news, maybe you heard as I did … Continue reading

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Good news

I am confused by the good news. It is such bright, good news, overlaid with shards of loss which cast their light, prismed through fractured pieces, across its tear-stained joy: the loss of innocence the loss of a mother who … Continue reading

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