We watch for signs of Emmanuel born again in our world In the humble song of a few kindred souls gathered together, In the fragrance of a pine tree In the soft flicker of candles And in the age-old story of a child born in a stable and laid in a manger… We build a ring of quiet around ourselves …
Christmas Cramps
Twelve is completeness: twelve inches in a foot, twelve disciples, twelve houses in the zodiac, twelve to a dozen, and twelve jurors in the box. We need all twelve days of Christmas to make meaning out of the intimacy of Christmas Eve — that moment where our vulnerability and God’s vulnerability co-mingle. We need time to digest, to marinate in …
Christmastide at CitC
This is the season when our vulnerability meets God’s vulnerability. We wrap a ring of quiet around ourselves, so that we might hear the tinkling bells of eternity slipping into our time… We light our Christ candle and say again to our weary selves and our love-sick world that God is with us. Join us this Sunday for worship full of candle light and …
Red and Green Washing
Happy third week of Advent! Last night Richie took the kiddos to Grammy’s for pot-roast to give me time to write our meditation. And I sat there and the words did not come. Fatigue was a fog and I chased the muse down several lonely allies before finally giving up and doing some yoga. I bet several of you …
Composting Bad Theology
Dear friends, So one of my favorite Buddhist meditations instructs the practitioner to meditate on your own corpse. How’s that for a non-cute and sentimental Advent reflection! There are a lot of Zen koans telling students to go and sit in graveyards and hang out in other liminal places. What is this about? I think it relativizes the one …