Monthly Archives: July 2017

Parable of the Mustardseed (Matthew 13:31-32)

Not cute and familiar praise of tiny things, generic acorn wisdom. There are so many tiny things we do not want to grow – a cancer cell, a child shamed, an angry word, a lonely day, “one more little drink … Continue reading

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Silent Parade (July 28, 1917)

I learn about the silent parade from a Google doodle, not from my childhood history classes, not from my children’s classes – even the one called “history from below.” I am white in America. and I learned about privilege by … Continue reading

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Gift of Presence — Lance Muteyo’s visit to the US

It was wonderful to hear from my in-law and American Baptist pastor Mary Beth Mankin about Lance Muteyo’s visit to the United States this year. As he has returned from the US to Zimbabwe, he shared some about his visit … Continue reading

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Oath of Enlistment

(This is how I have always heard these solemn words and I am stunned by the rash desire to limit them expressed hastily today by the President. The text of the oath concludes this post) They, being who they are, … Continue reading

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Jacob’s Ladder in San Antonio

Genesis 28: 10-18 The day after the lectionary I am reading the news, reading that others were on a dangerous and deadly journey, like Jacob who was so tired he ignored the predators all around him and put his head … Continue reading

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Improv on Matthew 13:52

Jesus] said to them,” Therefore every scribe who has been trained for the kindom of heaven is like the householder who brings out of the treasure what is pew and what is told.” Put your hand on the pew, any … Continue reading

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Remembering Iva — guest post Stephen Price

Often I share the poetry of my friend Stephen Price, but usually because it is political. This portrait of beauty is something else. We can all remember Iva and live in the racing water and sunlight better because of her. … Continue reading

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