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Translating for this Sunday’s Lectionary: Radical Community and Hospitality
Luke 14:1, 7-14 And it came to pass that Jesus was going to the house of one of the leaders of the Pharisees on the sabbath to break bread, and they all were watching him closely. He began to tell a parable to those who had been invited, remarking how they were choosing the best…
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More Than Could Be Counted
Every year, in wintertide, I pore over seed books as I dream of a garden a child could ruin herself for dinner in. When the time is right, I tuck precious seeds in good earth and wait and watch for these yearnings to push themselves out of the dark soil, take on leaf and spread…
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When We Gather Together
The crows are at it again. A murder screaming in the treetops pulls the whole neighborhood into their business as they rage after a remorseful kestrel for whom no sanctuary is coming. And all I can think is what power in numbers, what freedom and ferocity in banding together to take back the skies.
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On Waking…
A cornucopia of insects is thrumming outside my window right now. It is 5 am, and I am (again) awake (earlier than I expected). Sleep has been…elusive lately…. or rather, the ability to sleep beyond 6 hours or so. I cannot control this impulse to wake in the wee hours, only ride the wave (and…
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Burn
It’s better to marry than to burn, wrote Paul But what the hell was he on about? Desire smolders within me and I cannot put it out, nor contain it, nor stop it in its course. Fire refines, said the Psalmist, but at this point I’m more concerned with whether it will take the whole…
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But what is God like?
Often, when I am reading sacred text, I find myself wondering: what does God *actually* sound like? As in, if I had been *there* at *that moment* what would I have heard? This is especially true for me when it comes to the prophets, because they are so often tasked with unenviable task of mediating…
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Appetite
What happens to us, on the journey to adulthood, to strip from us the gift of delighting in ourselves?
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Abandoning Yourself
I never thought of myself as what you might call a “tortured soul.” As a child, I lived a rather boring, ordinary life. My parents were (for the most part) very happy. The worst you could say about me, if you could say something, was that I was far too competitive (incidentally, things often came…
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Writing again
It’s been a minute. 11 months to be exact, but the truth is that I haven’t been writing as much here at all lately. Over the last few years, time that I might have spent writing was instead handed over to the “realities” of daily life (translation: responsibilities to other people in my life). Rarely,…
Deeper in me than I 