Month: December 2015


creativity- a reasonable response


So what do we do now?  The culture in which we live is packing up Christmas into boxes already.  Stores slash prices on Christmas nick nacs and many turn to the YMCA now as they wonder how their clothes became so miraculously tight in the past month.  We drag out...

silence


Today is a day for fewer words.  Today, the Word of God was made into flesh and emerged from the womb of a girl - a frightened little girl, who could just as easily have been executed.  But She was not.  Instead she is the most famous woman ever to...

Joseph


Today, for some strange reason, my heart is with Joseph. He just watched as things unfolded.  How confusing it must have been.  God must have given him some profound clues for him not to simply toss Mary to the law and find another, unblemished wife. Joseph must have been able...

really


What kind of God are you that you would come to be with us? Why would you put yourself through all this? I personally think you’re crazy. Stay in heaven, I would. Lay back on clouds and let angels get you martinis (I like mandarin, it’s just mandarin vodka and...

sticky, real, Mary and Frank Sinatra-both


It is time to drill down.  Go deeper.  Really consider this God-man and that God chooses to become one though a frightened little girl in a nothing town on a dirt road to nowhere. Things are so lovely at Christmas.  Everything is so charming.  Colors are bright.  Candy is sweet....

Sing your song!


And now we make our way towards God’s work. Now we hear our names called. Now we sing our song with Mary even in our deepest fears and darknesses. In the encounter between Mary and Elizabeth we have a meeting between great women who call each other’s names in great...

look up


Look up. Your redemption is drawing near.  Luke 21:28 What I notice about life is that domination and earthly powers both require heads down.  Fifty Shades of Grey has shown our culture a new, moved boundary for entertainment and it at the top of viewing charts. I’ve not seen it,...

oops


So… the Christmas cake … the one which was supposed to sit and stew in Scotch for months on end, accidentally was cut into, by me, during the recent “Blizzard of 2015.”  Or “of yesterday” were one to lack my delightful, dramatic flair. It was just sitting there, in the...

Advent’s Star, God’s foot


Skin so soft. What of the fragility of a God who would become a baby? What of a small foot, held by a teenager, kissed by three kings, licked by a goat in a stable, nailed to a tree later.  Much later. What of God passing by the options? Shall...