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God’s gift
We do not get to choose whether or not God loves us. Whether we feel worthy or wormy, God loves us, and we cannot make it otherwise. Continue reading
Posted in advent meditations, homily, sermon
Tagged Christmas, gift, Isaiah 7:10-16, Joseph, love, Matthew 1:18-25, Year A Advent 4
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Blue Christmas 2013
There is a scene in the extended poem by W.H. Auden, For the Time Being, that has never left me since I first read it. The language is so visual I can almost see it. Transplanted into contemporary England – … Continue reading
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Tagged Blitz, Christmas, Christmas Oratorio, explosion, For the time being, gift, Jesus, Joseph, love, Mary, Matthew 1:18-25, WH Auden
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Thursday, December 8th: God’s Christmas Shopping List
Alright, so that’s tongue-in-cheek. God doesn’t need to buy gifts – God is the gift! Still, in today’s reading from Isaiah, God makes some promises: When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue is … Continue reading
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Tagged Christmas, Episcopal Relief and Development, gift, God, Isaiah 41:17-18, shopping, water
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A gift
Shiny globes strung together to decorate a Christmas spirit; mere baubles, but I wanted them. My mother loved them, too, so I bought them for her, and, whether out of guilt or generosity, she said it was the … Continue reading