Monthly Archives: March 2018

Lent — Last words, guest poets Francis Morrissey and Todd Jenkins

During Lent I have been following the course of Mark’s gospel poetically and having my guest post on Sundays. Today — a final day of Lent — I want to share the writings of two very different poets about Lent, … Continue reading

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God in your mercy, Venezuela

God in your mercy, Venezuela, for there is Good Friday this year — where the sick are not healed, for lack of medicine, where the hungry search and search but find no food, where violence walks the streets in uniform, … Continue reading

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Friday, Mark 15:16-47

Details were remembered – thorn of crowns, sponge with vinegar the first meeting with Rufus and Alexander whom they would know later, the cry, a psalm confused with Elijah, and the torn curtain. They were picked out, like the final … Continue reading

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Aviary gloss on Mark 14:72 for clergy

We are the cocks crowing – we clergy. It doesn’t really matter what we say in all the sermons we plan so long and shape so carefully to inspire, not to offend, and to illuminate the old stories. We need … Continue reading

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Prayer for children, remembering Kemerova

I pray for families grieving children and parents killed at a movie theatre, watching “Sherlock Gnomes.” I pray for the kindness of friends and neighbors, the success of all those who vigil and the Gethsemane weeping of God. And then … Continue reading

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Mark 14:53-15:15 — Trials of Jesus

The testimony is sketchy at best, and the prosecution stretches for a capital charge. There’s the hanging judge, and the one who would rather not, forever remembered for the blood on his hands. We mostly remember the two men – … Continue reading

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Mark 14: 32-42 — Sleeping

I wonder whether the disciples were really sleeping, or whether they said after everything – “we must have been sleeping,” because this is the story that breaks and heals the heart of those of us whose children, whose friends, whose … Continue reading

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