We have made delight dangerous and insulting, fit only for the foolish and the oblivious, the vulgar and the entitled. In these days, we fear joy more than death … yet, believe: there is only one Easter – One Easter! – and it is for you as much as it has been for anyone: for Nellie as much for Laura, for Judas as much as John … And if that can’t be true? Well, then none of it is.
Asking neither “How did it happen,” nor “What do the details represent,” but what does it mean for us who claim membership in a community of the risen Jesus to tell a story like that, during these days and in a place like this?
Jesus invites us to find grace in the magic of water flowing out of rock, to see in its steady stream God’s provision, God’s abundance, God’s hope, all enduring no matter the madness pressing in on us.
Dear Trinity Church and friends, Grace and Peace and Lenten greetings. I hope this message finds you well. As the subject
When the Church no longer has faith in the eternal power of a single, loving act, then we accept the terms of engagement that the sinners and the tax collectors have set, and we become complicit in the very horrors we intended to oppose …
These graces remain more than regional fashion; they intend respect and appreciation, expressing our mutual recognition of one another, even in disagreement …
For those of us who grew up somewhere other than LA, New York, or Boston, bands provided a taxonomic shorthand for identity that could counter the happenstance of our geography, the cut of our cheek bones, and the financial circumstances of our homes…
