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Religion

  • Jesus said: ‘Give me a drink’

     When I heard the Scriptures selected for this ecumenical Week of Prayer for Christian Unity, I jumped at the chance to offer some thoughts. After all, we do not often hear talks about women and Jesus. It’s usually his male pals whose tales are told, whose antics are recorded, and whose discipleship is offered for our modeling.

     

  • How many ways can one say ‘miserable?’

     Hospitals have limited access for visitors. Both print and televised media announce the increasing presence of a dire enemy. Bags of cough drops and boxes of tissues leave grocery and pharmacy shelves. Henny Penny’s false alarm has come true. Menacing flu with its myriad aches and pains, weakness and fever has struck.

     

  • What color is God? God is the color of water
  • The end of things is often tied to their beginnings

     In a Smithsonian magazine article quoted in the November issue of Give Us This Day, page 240, physicist Lawrence Krauss “thought about the end of the universe and observed that a backward look reveals that the end of things is often tied to their beginnings.” The sentence fascinated me. At this time of year when we typically haul out the blank page of paper to list our resolutions, it also caused me to pause and think about endings and beginnings.

  • There is a common cause in Christian unity, reconciliation and justice
  • My name is Joseph

    My name is Joseph. I am a carpenter by trade. By nature, I am a man who loves solitude, who finds joy in creation. My love for nature led me to find deep pleasure and profound value in the working of wood. There are so few trees in my country. Each is a precious commodity, a priced gift. It always surprises me to know others cannot see the pricelessness and art found in woodworking.

  • Let go of a Santa Claus God and come alive with a sanctifying God

     

     

    Good ol’ Hubby Dear had a yen for a somewhat expensive art book. At least, he thought its price was more than he should spend on himself. To assuage his guilt over desiring such a gift, he told me it would suffice for both Christmas and birthday presents. Then he boyishly asked me what I wanted for Christmas. My teasing response was, “All  I want for Christmas is my two front teeth.”

  • My December musings: It’s all good

     I have become increasingly enamored of Richard Rohr. It’s like falling in love for the first time. He is a fascinating, funny, famous (in some circles, at least), faithful and never frivolous Franciscan priest of the New Mexico Province.

  • Teach me to work … I’ll find my food

     Annually in the United States, Thanksgiving week is also honored as a time to give thought and offer action to the plight of homeless hordes whose lives are hidden in the nooks and crannies of our world. Their roof is the sky; their floor is the earth. Shelter is found anywhere they can hide, in woods behind public buildings, huddled in alleyways, housed in vacant buildings marked for destruction. They are invisible in the plain sight of unseeing eyes.

  • Tune in and find beauty where others just find noise

     Maybe it was the sound of the wind chimes hanging from the rafters of our tiny entryway that inspired me. It could have been a story that went viral, the one about a Texas teen who had been cruelly bullied. She wasn’t physically injured. It was worse. She was tricked into thinking she had been nominated as a contestant for class queen. The joke was turned around when her friends surprised her – and the bullies – by relinquishing the honor and offering the crown to her.