Tag Archives: Lent – 2016

Prodigal theology … speaking of God

March 21, 2016 If the parent in this story is God, I am responsible to start walking back – sorry Calvin. If the parent in this story is God, then my personal cracking open the door, my stingy and grudging … Continue reading

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A serenity prayer

March 19, 2016 … many thanks to many meetings God, grant me the serenity to accept the consequences of having prodigals in my life – watching the waste of health and money, energy expended for so little, relationships lost forever, … Continue reading

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Lift Up the Gates

March 18, 2016 (Luke 15:11-32 and Luke 19:36, and remembering that no palms are mentioned in Luke) They went up to Jerusalem for Passover that year, a larger family, if not a healed one — the younger child still tangled in … Continue reading

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A year later, elder sibling

March 16, 2016 This is the one I have dreaded to write — for in all my envisioning of this parable I’ve never imagined the elder sibling walking away. (Perhaps you’ve noticed.) I know I need to face that resolution … Continue reading

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March 15 – My thirty-fifth “ides” of ordination

On what authority do you, an only child, whose longtime partner is an only child write all this Lent long about the relationship between siblings — their love and hate, anger, play, and loss, responsibilities shirked and shared, intricate connections … Continue reading

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Easter pews

March 12, 2016   Are we ready for the Easter prodigals, the church runaways sitting right next to the righteous – potluck, mission trip, prayer shawl siblings, the deaconopledgers? After all, we have wasted money, energy and discernment on hospitality … Continue reading

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Mary’s favorite parable

March 12, 2016 It was Mary’s favorite parable. She was always a dreamer, never a prodigal – living large and loose out there on the edge of things. Even Martha made wild and crazy new recipes, and she got right … Continue reading

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