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Tag Archives: grief
When the heavens open
And Jesus: little, embryonic, speck of Jesus; what does he see, from such a soft and secret place? What does he know, from such a small beginning? Continue reading
Posted in Advent Meditations, Holy Days, homily, lectionary reflection, sermon, story
Tagged Blue Christmas, Christmas, grief, heaven, infant, loss, pregnancy loss, the visitation
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Blessed saints
This is the life which God has created especially for us, so that we might become fully human, creatures made in the image of our Creator, learning to reflect and resemble the divine. It is in this life that we are commanded to see one another through the lens of God’s compassion, justice, and love, to the very best of our ability. Continue reading
Posted in Holy Days, sermon
Tagged All Saints, beatitudes, comfort, evangelism, family, grief
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Friday
In God’s gospel truth, the day comes when nothing is to be done, except to shiver below the lowering sky, crouch within the trembling earth, wind down the body into the new-hewn tomb * * * The birds are the … Continue reading
A prayer for the end of the world
Make all things new; but do not rush forward to your new creation. Do not leave us alone at the end of the world. Continue reading
Anniversaries
This morning’s prayer is for those carrying their grief under their skin, pricked by memories. Continue reading
Crossing time
This time next week, I hope to have reached the mountaintop. Between here and there is a steep and rocky ridge. Last time I crossed Crib Goch, it was on my hands and knees. My ambition, some quarter of a … Continue reading
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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