Tag Archives: Jesus

Year C Proper 6: stories

This Sunday, I will most likely preach not from the pulpit but from the steps, sitting on the floor, in the middle of our Sunday School’s end-of-year celebration. With that change of perspective comes the realization that I can’t say … Continue reading

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Year C Proper 4: un/worthy

There is a wideness in God’s mercy that covers the ends of the earth and beyond. The conveners of this lectionary clearly put these stories together to demonstrate to the listening church the breadth of God’s embrace, the wideness of … Continue reading

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Year C Easter 3: pass the mashed potatoes

A sermon for the third Sunday of Easter at Epiphany, Euclid. We have just heard the story of the conversion of Saul/Paul on the road to Damascus (Acts 9) “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting.” Jesus tells Saul, who … Continue reading

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Easter 2016: seeking the living

Why do you look for the living among the dead? These angels are irrepressible! The women are on their faces on their ground in fear, and the angels, instead of telling them, “Do not be afraid,” are giggling and teasing … Continue reading

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The penultimate last word

“It is finished.” Hurry, Jesus. Hurry to the appointment you have made to duel death. Hasten the darkening sky, that  a false dawn may break early; that you may fell the great destroyer. The soldiers come with mallets and spear, we hear … Continue reading

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The fifth last word

As the frog seeks its spawning ground, I yearn for the waters of new life. As the child wails for its mother’s breast, I crave your loving tenderness. As the hunger striker is starved of a reprieve, I cry out … Continue reading

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The fourth last word

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Life shines in the dark lens of your countenance. When you hide your face, all die, and return to the earth. Was it dust or grief, guilt or love that made … Continue reading

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The third last word

When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, “Woman, here is your son.” Then he said to the disciples, “Here is your mother.” There is no changing one body … Continue reading

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The second last word

“Today, you will be with me in paradise…” I went to paradise once, before it was washed away. The Flood that was never meant to happen again consumed the golden sands, devoured the prayers of Allah’s faithful people. Their floating … Continue reading

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Crossroads / Turned / the Reprieve of Barabbas

Crossroads Turned life changes on a dime hear them cheering, jeering to the music of horns spirits dangerously high sounds of glass shattering they’re drinking Koolaid like moonshine the smell spills over fuelling the fall into a shock of sky … Continue reading

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