We are on the edge of the great three days of Holy Week. Tomorrow is Maundy Thursday, and for the first time I can remember I won't be inside a church. I won't participate in Communion. For the first time in several years, I won't celebrate the Eucharist as a priest in my community. I'm... Continue Reading →
We will know the power of Christ’s reconciling love, the power of Christ’s outstretched arms, when we know that Jesus’ saving embrace saves us by identifying with those who suffer. The Rector preaches about lynching, victims, impunity, and James Cone.
https://youtu.be/dbQKTDq0zaQ This is a strange day, and the strangeness doesn't stop with the dancing, or the weather, or the branches down in Delmar. When we talk about branches in the streets, I'm not sure this is what Jesus had in mind. But the strangeness leads itself to our odd Celebrations. Palm Sunday hold strange tension,... Continue Reading →