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Holy Saturday: quiet as the grave
But did the very earth fall silent? Or was the drumbeat of falling rain, children of the waters of creation falling again, amplified by the rock roof, turning the storm into an orchestra of praise; what of susurrating ants, murmuring earthworms, galvanized by the hewing … Continue reading
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Tagged God, Holy Saturday, Incarnation, Jesus, poetry, prayer, Resurrection, silence, tomb
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Purple
A poem for the first Friday in Lent Continue reading
A midweek prayer in the middle of the night
Flying dark with the bats, I send out prayers, trying to locate God by their echoes. Continue reading
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Tagged anxiety, Episcopal Cafe, insomnia, poetry, prayer, Psalm 102:6-7
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Words matter
Jesus does not want us less than whole. He does not want our bodies abused, nor for our relationships to become a prison or a torment. The instructions he gives us, time and again, are to love God and to love one another; anything more is hyperbole; anything less is parody. Continue reading
Posted in lectionary reflection, liturgy, other words, sermon
Tagged expansive language, Jesus, John Keble, Matthew 5:21-37, poetry, R.S. Thomas, Year A Epiphany 6
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A prayer for the anxious preacher
Faint stigmata of fingernails in palm-flesh, the careful unclenching of the jaw do not show, but You know, Anointed with anxiety in the Garden. If I lay end to end the moments I have spent, keys in hand, chanting, “okay, … Continue reading
Birth Mother
God, whose womb broke the waters of chaos, gave birth to creation; whose breath stirred the earth, air for our words, spoken first in wonder, and want, our lungs newborn crying out of bewildered love. Prayer Writing Workshop – Diocese … Continue reading
Mind the gap
Holy One, your creativity is infinite; our ability to respond to your expansive imagination is not. I do not think that you forget our frailty. Perhaps we forget that you have made us a little lower than the angels; another … Continue reading
St Michael and All Angels
They were not created on the first day. They are not light, nor dark; they live in bright shadows in between. They do not rise nor set; they were not created on the fourth day. They are not reputed to … Continue reading
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Tagged angels, creation, Genesis 1, God, Michaelmas, poetry, prayer, time
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Empty churches
Mary, the mother church, eking out milk to last the week; Monday morning, spent, she rests convalescent, quiet A void of another kind, Shakespeare’s tomb hastily built into Babel; who sees the stranger seeking sanctuary from its old iron face? St … Continue reading
Year B Advent 4: Annunciation
The archangel had had a busy season. Nothing is heard of him for the greater part of the Bible, but now within six months he has visited Zechariah in the temple to announce the advent of John, who would become … Continue reading
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Tagged annunciation, Edwin Muir, Elizabeth, Gabriel, Hannah, Mary, poetry, prayer, Sarah laughed, waiting on God, Zechariah
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