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Holy Saturday and the Harrowing of Hell
This is what I wrote for my Good Friday reflection in the collection put together by the Rev. Gayle Catinella on behalf of several members of clergy in the Diocese of Ohio: O death, I will be thy plagues; O … Continue reading
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Things that I struggle with
Things that I struggle with, in no particular order: Unscrewing the lid from a new jar of pickles. Unravelling tangled yarn chewed by the cat. Understanding the holy mystery of the empty tomb. Untying the umbilical cords that bind us … Continue reading
Waving goodbye
Whenever we left she wept, never knowing which time would be the last. (Sometimes, poetry is simply laying the ghosts out in the daylight.)
Rites of passage
My mother’s funeral did not take place in an American high school auditorum, neither was the local rag reporter in attendance. No one wore football pads or swimming gear; I was not in clericals, being unordained as yet, and having … Continue reading
Collect for the anniversary of a death
Almighty God, whose memory is longer than time; we remember especially today your daughter N. Grant us patience, peace, healing and hope as remember good times and bad; so that even our grief may become an instrument of your grace. … Continue reading
The fragmentation of grief
Death breaks more than the body. This morning, I came home to an email – because that’s how we’re doing it now – to say that my Auntie Joyce had died. It was not unexpected, and in many ways I … Continue reading
Year B: Last Sunday after the Epiphany
When I told my youngest child that my mother had died, she said, “But she was supposed to get better!” A week or so later, when I was talking to my father about talking to an old friend, he asked, … Continue reading
Saints and other stories
Is anyone using the lectionary for Pentecost 27 this Sunday? Everywhere I look, we are celebrating All Saints (which is meet and proper). Still, I thought that this Sunday’s readings deserved some prayerful attention, and found in the epistle for … Continue reading
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