We must be ready to welcome all of that just a little more deeply into our hearts and into our skin throughout this Advent, and especially at Christmas.
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In spite of our busy world, perhaps we can hear Jesus’ voice, recognize God’s presence
Perhaps it is when we are lost in our blindness, have surrendered to voiceless cries, gotten stuck in paralyzing moments, and can’t hear because of our deafness or feel because of our hardness of hearts, that God is most near and listening most deeply to us.
Continue readingWe bear much fruit when we put God’s words into action
Jesus is almost imploring all to not just hear some sounds of words, but to listen with all their heart.
Continue readingWith the living word of God, there is nothing you should want
These readings make it quite clear that the most wondrous things have been done and are being done again by the Lord for us and to us.
Continue readingHe was raised, and we will all be there one day
Jesus never faltered in his absolute belief and confidence in his Father.
Continue readingThe eternal story includes us
We, too, are informed by the full story which ends horrifically, then really ends in glory.
Continue readingThe heart has nothing on woes and lamentations
And there is something in our human condition that is kind of broken. We might do good — in fact, really well — and then we trip and fall.
Continue readingThis day, we enter fully into such woe
A reflection on the daily readings, for Good Friday of the Lord’s Passion, by Father Perry. By Father Perry D. Leiker, pastor + “O, woe is me …” This famous saying is thought, by many, to have originated in Shakespeare. […]
Continue readingPulling us into, introducing us to these big events
And we see the great redemptive love poured out from the cross as this sin-and-grace dance is played and portrayed a thousand times and more in the word of God.
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And he asks: “Do you see and can you hear and will you live the life of heaven on earth?”
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