
Speaking to the Soul: The Great Lover
Mark 12: 28-34 We are well into Mark’s gospel. The end of our liturgical year is near. Jesus is in Jerusalem. And his time for

Mark 12: 28-34 We are well into Mark’s gospel. The end of our liturgical year is near. Jesus is in Jerusalem. And his time for

Cry out! Don’t be afraid to cry out to Jesus. Like blind Bartimaeus, son of Timaeus we can cry out. Our plea is heard by

Unlike the rich young ruler, who wouldn’t give away all he had, Bartimaeus quickly threw off the only thing he owned…

I wonder — what in our lives serves as fertilizer for our growth? We are like fig trees and rose bushes and grain crops; we require a place to grow and also nourishment for our roots to provide us with the elements for life.

…it reminded us that Emery’s love and faithfulness still reverberated through the world. That love may linger in the memories and lasting example of a beloved friend. It may also walk up to us in the guise of a stranger. But no matter what, love is never lost.

…truth be told, any bozo can cause pain and death; that’s easy. But only the author of the miracle of breath and of heartbeats can cause healing and life. True justice comes through the thriving of all living beings.

The memory of my ordinary angels has stayed with me. I suspect that neither of them know they were my angels, but they couldn’t have been more heaven sent if they had had wings and halos.

God knows our frailty, our shaky mix of fear and faith. And that’s as it should be. It is the human condition. Our faith is not a destination. It is a journey. And the journey is fraught with detours and potholes.

Each of us is a patient presenting ourselves before the Great Physician–sometimes we need deep healing, sometimes we merely want to vent, and sometimes, we’re simply not sure what’s wrong with us and desire for more to be revealed.

“My own glory is submitting to the violence of this world and exposing it, and you will do that too. That is your destiny.”