It is a very thin line between secular and sacred. In fact, there need not be anything at all separating them. If you have read even a few posts from subversivepreacher, then you know I am all about … [Read more...]
If you wanted to know about hope…
Snow Anne Sexton Snow, blessed snow, comes out of the sky like bleached flies. The ground is no longer naked. The ground has on its clothes. The trees poke out of sheets and each branch wears … [Read more...]
Poked by Hope
In his column last week, Michael Fitzgerald went digging for silver linings in the dark clouds hanging over our heads these days. In her reflection on personal mortality, into which she invited the … [Read more...]
Ugliness and Beauty
Stop. Take a slow, deep breath. Fill your diaphragm first and then let it out slowly. Try it again, closing your eyes perhaps. Ah. There is a relentless car alarm blaring at us, emanating from … [Read more...]
What Hope Looks Like
Honestly, it is difficult to move beyond scalding words this week, or morose millstones nobody but nobody needs to hear. It is bad out there in the nation, especially in those many states New York has … [Read more...]
BONES
We are in the endangered days of a global pandemic when we are navigating uncertainty and acting in ways we never have before. We are alive in dangerous times – not only for our bodies and our … [Read more...]
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas. On one level Christmas has been hidden in the Miller house this year. That is because we are moving and we expected to be in our new home before Christmas. So we packed … [Read more...]
Is this sermon about hope?
If I can be personal for a moment, I want to echo Wendell Berry’s poem about trees: “They are the advent they await.” Advent, an arrival or emergence, or as we say in church-speak, a … [Read more...]
Hope: Work For It
This is about hope. It is about hope in hard times when hope is hard work even for people who are by nature optimistic. It begins with a man and a story we might imagine has absolutely … [Read more...]
To My Grandson, a Note in a Bottle
Ptolemy World Map 1467 To my grandson. My Dearest Declan, Just this week for the first time, you escaped your play blanket on your own. Your mom and dad celebrated it by texting us all a … [Read more...]