Tag Archives: Holy Spirit

Holy Comforter

Do not be alarmed by her unpredictability. She knows what she is doing. She speaks your language. She knows your name. Continue reading

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Shoulder season

The Spirit keeps reaching, gripping my shoulders, telling me to sit, stay a while. Over my shoulder, promising, promising soon, soon, surging on to one more thing, I feel the snag of her fingers between my bones, aching from raking … Continue reading

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Trinity 2016: Delight

Wisdom calls out – the wisdom of God; we may know her as the Holy Spirit. When she is spoken aloud, she becomes the Word. The Word was in the beginning, the yet unspoken, ever articulate Wisdom of God. Only … Continue reading

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Year C Epiphany 1: Come, Holy Spirit

The Gospels take a lot of short cuts through the life of Jesus. Whether they begin at his baptism, as does Mark, when he is already fully grown and ready to set out into the wilderness of temptation, and the … Continue reading

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Year B Proper 5: bike racks and blasphemy

I have a bit of an independent streak, so the other day when the car dealership called to say that the car was fixed, I didn’t want to have to wait for someone else to take me over there to … Continue reading

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Year B Easter 3: joy and disbelieving

Did you ever feel as though you came in halfway through the story? I mean, that’s not always a bad thing: in film school, they teach this technique called in media res for opening sequences, meaning start in the middle … Continue reading

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First Peter: first thoughts

Haiku towards a reflection on the Flood and the ark as symbols of baptism: 1 Peter 3:13-22, Year A Easter 6 Children of the flood, each of us was drowned at birth, startled to breath.

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