Today we read of Jesus warning the disciples about the “yeast of the Pharisees and the yeast of Herod.”
The next day Jesus decided to go to Galilee. He found Philip and said to him, “Follow me.” Now Philip was from Bethsaida, the city
Then they came to Capernaum; and when he was in the house he asked them, ‘What were you arguing about on the way?’ But they
In every generation there are those who would incite mobs to violence. They believe they do so in defense of something good that is threatened. Often, they are wrong.
In every generation there are dogs who only get the crumbs falling from the children’s tables. Who are they? How can we recognize their full humanity?
Two women. One an independent business woman. The other a slave-girl with a gift of divination. Lydia becomes the host for the new community of Jesus. I wonder what happened to the slave-girl.
Two things strike me today as I read the story from Mark’s gospel. First, I connect with Jesus’ compassion for the disciples (and for himself) as he responds to their weariness, inviting them to “come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.” Second, I sense the obligation Jesus places on the disciples when they recognize the hunger and need of the multitude. He tells them, “You give them something to eat.”
It takes a strong political stomach to read the Daily Office. The scripture’s occupation with such matters implies that we too are to pay attention to the politics and intrigue of our own day.
The earth is the LORD’S and all that is in it, * the world and all who dwell therein. For it is God who founded