The perfume incident

Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. Jn. 12.3 NRSVA Some years ago I came to a church vestry. It was November-ish. There was a distinct smell of spruce and candle-wax in […]

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Ambassadors in silence

The readings are here. Silences. So much can be said about silences. First of all, because silences are, well,… silent. They do not speak back.There are silences huge as houses, and silences so tiny they go unnoticed.There are awkward silences and companionable silences. The elephant in the room, and shared happiness. The silence that promises […]

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Divine horticulture

The reading is here. There is no nice way to say this. We are all going to die. And that is that. Lent is a little about thirst and hunger. People discuss what they may eat and what not, how to fast and why, compare notes and feelings. And people want to know — or […]

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adeste, be present

God waits. In His world the time is. In our world, the time flows. His is the tide, and ours, the time. The ancient is tomorrow. God waits for the perfect moment in our rivers of time, to sink in his fishing line. God waits alongside our imperfect flows of time for the perfect ripple […]

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dust

Like diamonds, you Threw ice crystals in the air For the sun to illuminate And play with rainbows. I stopped in my tracks, Unknowing, out of breath, Blinded. Your wind ran wild Making the twigs and branches Shed small icicles all over And the ground turned frosty. I blinked, it was a first Love uncovered, […]

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to Him of the hosts of heaven

I love you. You make the leaves Glow yellow in the lamplight Whilst all the city hastens From work, and towards home and death That doth us part. I love you. You attach Five-pointed flattened gems To shine under the light- polluted sky above us all So dark and distant. I love you. You stop […]

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good friday 2015

for those who wonder – i live because Christ does. there is no other way, no alternative, however crazy this sound. every good friday, for the past 20 years or so, i think of Christ’s death. of the narratives that are read and repeated endlessly for at least 15 hundred years. whom he met. who […]

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give god a place

the purpose of advent is to prepare for christmas. the purpose of christmas is… what is the purpose of christmas? one answer, rather unpopular, would be: to remember that god came into the history as Jesus, and did all those great things. another answer, slightly more popular, would go thus: christmas is the time for […]

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parallels and juxtapositions

what shall i name you? ever have you been close by. in the sky, and in soil, in parched sod and in mud, over the treetops and by the roots and fallen leaves, and yea, even in the season of spring when all is reborn, have i felt your breath. you have taught me patience, […]

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things taken for granted

watching my fav cat play crazily with the blankets, this came to my mind: there are things taken for granted, which are exactly that – granted. just as they are granted, so can they be taken away, or lost. and then i tried to make a list: ability to play ability to be surprised ability […]

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possessive modality

my memories. of her last days. my body remembers uncontrollably. these are my possessions, my riches, my hoard: my pain and my love for her. i wish i had found the courage to tell her, to verbalise my love and care, to make them known with words also. the unsaid festers and burns, and can be disposed […]

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a coffee cup of eternity

the froth on the coffee goes up, then slowly diminishes, as we trade cookies, and looks, and tidbits of very usual lives. some sugar, no cream, and have you heard of so-and-so, remember him from the way back. did you know he was dead? then share a meaningful silence, shake heads and coffee spoons, breathe […]

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multilevel forgetfulness

on the borders of sleep, between what is and what will never be, or maybe, between what was and what only seemed, she steps in. grey, and a little bent over her walking stick, she hovers at the margins of perception, and i know her, always have known. she is my mother. or what i […]

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comparatively

even when death is but passing, it towers and looms over the traveller home; the things important on the linear path get brushed under the quiet rock, the immense carpet made by transcendent hands; death is but passing – you know it, and i, and yet we stay

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Fifteen. Believing

isn’t it strange, how teachers believe in their students? they [teachers] believe in their [student] creativity. their talent. their strength and ambition to achieve something. they [teachers] seem to see in the realm beyond the fear, anxiety, plain stupidity and lack of graces, social or otherwise. see right through the now and here into some […]

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