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Only to our eyes is Jesus dead and gone; he’s still around.
Read the rest of this entry »Due to the invitation by our new Diocesan Bishop to join her online in worship at our Cathedral this coming Sunday, we will not be having our regular St. Philip zoomchurch and I will not be preaching.
For our Epiphany worship yesterday we were blessed with a luminous sermon offering from Judith Slimmon. With her permission, I have posted her manuscript below.
I was asked yesterday, in a non-church environment, to write a short description of an incident in my life when I found myself “surprised by light.”
I started at the beginning of COVID lockdown on 23 March 2020. Now six months and 176 posts later I have come to the end of my ruminations on “The Gospel of John”.
Since almost everything in the past four months has been unusual, it should not be a surprise that it feels odd to me to be going on holiday at this time.
I was locking my bike to a sign post on the sidewalk in one of the tidiest, most civilized and proper communities on earth.
Restaurants have rarely been a big part of my life. Generally, I am pretty happy eating at home.
As COVID lockdown restrictions begin to ease, I have participated in the past week in two in-person social events.
In his third novel Little Man, What Now? published in Germany in 1932, Hans Fallada tells the story of a impoverished young couple living in depression-era Berlin in the early 1930s.
In A Spacious Place 