Holy Saturday’s Song

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Today, brothers and sisters of the Jesus-named faith, You must stop and hear the still of death The Holy One takes in no oxygen and blood does not flow Flesh grown cold Still, you and I, be still If you must move, let it be a mourning dance If you must reverberate, a groaning trance Today we re-member death’s hard truth a day of finitude, of lonely tears and deep longing for what is gone And death, people of Jesus, is today’s purpose sitting, prostrating, falling, being thrown or carefully placed into a tomb The One who loved, who spoke… Read the full post

Being Anti-Racist in 2013– Happy Birthday, Dr. King

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I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of the skin but by the content of their character.  I have a dream today! ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, “I Have a Dream” speech, August 28, 1963 Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. would be 84 years old today had his life not been ended by violence in 1968.    For those who shuttered at the vision he had the courage to share with our nation during his ministry, his death no doubt was an illusory… Read the full post

Calling Audibles Part XIV: Touchdowns for Jesus

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What is impossible for us is possible for God. ~Luke 18:27 “Tell John Kasay that God doesn’t care about football.  She’s a baseball fan.” This was the witty retort of a minister friend of mine back in the late 1990s when my husband, John, was coaching for the Carolina Panthers.  We had lost a big game to Tampa Bay.  Kicker John Kasay had missed a field goal that could have won the game in the last few seconds. When asked about the missed kick in a post game press conference, Kasay suggested that the wind suddenly changed and that God… Read the full post

Digging, Dying, Dancing

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These days it feels hard to believe in anything.  Maybe believing is so hard because to believe in what can be might mean some things need to die.   “We believe now, not because of what you said, but because we ourselves have heard him.”  John 4  What, why, and how we believe is a mysterious dynamic. Mainline Protestants have a love/hate thing going on with Jesus.  We like to trot him out occasionally in sermons to prop up a social ethic.  We use Him in the polished endings to appropriate prayers.  We can tell the story of the Christmas… Read the full post

I Witness Guest Blogger: Ruth Moose

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In a writing workshop about Wide Open Spaces:  Women Exploring Call through Stories and Reflection, participants were asked to choose a prompt to write about from the end of the chapter I wrote in the book called “More than Skin Deep.”  Ruth Moose, a Chapel Hill author and poet, chose to use the prompt “God as poet of the world.”  This phrase is a quote from Alfred North Whitehead’s writing about God that I mention in my essay.  Below is what she wrote in response to this prompt.  Thank you, Ruth, for being an “I Witness” guest blogger. Oh Lord,… Read the full post