I find myself noticing things this Christmas season that I haven’t before. Take Joseph. Ya, that guy, the non-biological father of Jesus. How often I have overlooked him at Christmas. Like what happened in a story I heard this week of a mother who called the...
Somewhere cramped and stale, in the thick of deep darkness, or perhaps under the suffocating heat of midday. Maybe in the first flickers of new-day light, or lost and silenced by the fervent scurry of a whirling and chaotic world on the move, a baby has been born....
“The shipwrecked at the stable kneel in the presence of mystery. God entered into our world not with the crushing impact of unbearable glory, but in the way of weakness, vulnerability and need. On a wintry night in an obscure cave, the infant Jesus was a humble,...
A Jewish boy – a divine Son. He comes.Immanuel, God with us. Waiting in Mary’s womb.Immanuel. He would breathe earths air. He would walk this soil. He would live – here.Immanuel. He would speak as a prophet. He would instruct and learn out of His experience as...
I have been musing a lot lately on this quote from Walter Brueggemann, “The prophetic tasks of the church are to tell the truth in a society that lives in illusion, grieve in a society that practices denial, and express hope in a society that lives in...
Lately we have found ourselves in a number of prayer meetings, representing different settings, as well as different facets of the church. In all these interactions there is a clear sense of awakening to prayer. We have helped host and been participants in...
