Matthew 1:21 It is the day after Christmas. I’m sitting in a coffee shop drinking a cortado while watching four sparrows hop around the parking lot. They are in two pairs and I’m not sure what that means other than two of them stick together and bounce about on their tiny little legs and chill… Read More »
Hebrews 2:14-15 I’m sitting on the couch in our living room in the spot where I read my Bible and looking at a glass rooster filled with hot sauce. He’s perched somewhat precariously atop a maple and cream latte candle – a square candle with a wooden lid that seals along the edges and would… Read More »
Matthew 2 Children are a blessing. I know this because the Bible says they are. Psalm 127 says they are a gift, a reward, like arrows in the hand of a warrior, and the man who has a quiver full is blessed. I’ve heard a lot of funny things about that verse regarding the number… Read More »
Luke 2:25-38 I’m sitting in the bleachers. They don’t have backs, and I do, so I’m sitting on the top bleacher with my back against the wall. I also have a backside and I left my little bleacher cushion at home so I’m sitting on my blue and white plaid flannel sherpa lined jacket that… Read More »
Psalm 100 Every family has traditions. Some are generational liturgies arcing back through the mists of time. They are ancient. Carved in stone. No one knows why we do them. We just do it that way. Some traditions are odd. Corn casserole. Green bean casserole. Cranberry casserole. Casserole casserole. Apparently, the word “casserole” was invented… Read More »
Psalm 104 I can still hear the intro music in my head – triumphant, heroic, clarion, unabashedly American! Marty Stouffer’s Wild America aired on KERA TV at 6:30 every weeknight, right after dinner and before prime time. The opening panned in from the vast curve of space above the spinning Earth, rotating to focus on… Read More »
Luke 24 I am sitting in the waiting room of an oral surgeon as our 3rd kiddo gets his wisdom teeth removed. Strange places, waiting rooms: in-between spaces designed not to work or play or dance or harvest but simply to wait. Time becomes both irrelevant and acutely noticed because it doesn’t matter what the… Read More »
Luke 22 & 23 Truth be told, I find it hard to write about the death of Jesus. Sure, I can recount facts, talk about the historical and archaeological evidence that it happened. I’ve walked where Jesus died – or at least somewhere very close. But every time I read the Gospels I get to… Read More »
Luke 20 Can you remember the refrigerators of your childhood? I know that seems like a strange question in the context of Jesus in Roman occupied Jerusalem. I can remember two. The first one was avocado green with chrome trim. A beauty from an era when appliances were built with endurance in mind. She lasted… Read More »
Luke 18 & 19 Luke did not just sit down on a Tuesday and write Luke. He was late to the story, coming to Christ most likely through Paul and Barnabus’ ministry in Antioch. Luke is the only Gentile author in the Bible. An outsider, a physician , a faithful follower of Jesus and chronicler… Read More »
