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Sometimes, resurrection takes scaffolding.
“He went to a town called Nain, and hid disciples and a large crowd went with him. As he approached the gate of the town, a man who had died was being carried out. He was his mother’s only son, … Continue reading
Someone called John tells an Easter story: It was dark. It was so early, it was still late, but she couldn’t sleep. It was too still, too cold, too dark and silent. So she went to be with him in … Continue reading
New fire and living water. Extremes of existence, held together by the cross and the resurrection, like life and death. Water. Soothing, refreshing, life-giving. We play in it, luxuriate in it. Our bodies are more than half made of it. … Continue reading
Years ago, when our youngest was still very small, she came across some old photographs of my parents. In them was a handsome boxer dog. “Who’s that?” she asked. “That’s Mulligan, Grandma and Grandad’s old dog,” I told her. “Why … Continue reading