Timeworn

Every Sunday morning right after the pastoral prayer, our congregation says the Lord’s Prayer in unison. We all know it. No one has to rustle through a pew Bible or flip through a hymnal to try to find a copy. Everyone knows the words and pauses – including the visitors, who only hesitate one extra... Continue Reading →

A Blessed Mess

After writing every day for the past 40 days of Lent, I feel a bit like Sarah Bessey at the end of Out of Sorts: You and I are sitting in a mess of half-unpacked boxes, aren’t we?… I know that the idea of wilderness is sometimes romanticized in literature or sermons…but there’s nothing romantic... Continue Reading →

Easter Evening

On the evening of that day, the first day of the week, the doors being locked where the disciples were for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood among them and said to them, “Peace be with you.” When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side. Then the disciples... Continue Reading →

Easter

But Mary stood weeping outside the tomb, and as she wept she stooped to look into the tomb. And she saw two angels in white, sitting where the body of Jesus had lain, one at the head and one at the feet. They said to her, “Woman, why are you weeping?” She said to them,... Continue Reading →

Holy Saturday

Day 40 of the series Lenten Letters, forty days of contemplation in the form of correspondence to my best friend. Jesus is Buried Matthew 27:57-66 When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who also was a disciple of Jesus. He went to Pilate and asked for the body of... Continue Reading →

Good Friday

Day 39 of the series Lenten Letters, forty days of contemplation in the form of correspondence to my best friend. The Death of Jesus Mark 15:33-41 At noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema... Continue Reading →

And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me.”  In the same way, after the supper he took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood, which is poured out for you."... Continue Reading →

Maundy Thursday

Day 38 of the series Lenten Letters, forty days of contemplation in the form of correspondence to my best friend. Jesus Washes His Disciples’ Feet John 13 (excerpted) It was just before the Passover Festival. Jesus knew that the hour had come for him to leave this world and go to the Father. Having loved... Continue Reading →

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