For this Trinity Sunday, I decided to present a short history of God’s revelation to us, going all the way back to Abraham and Sarah. This short history culminates in the revelation of the Holy Trinity, in which all our relationships begin and find their culmination.
A poem I wrote at a recent conference about staying rooted in God in order to be responsive to the Holy Spirit. Or at least that’s what I think it’s about. What do you think it’s about?
We all make the mistake of walking to tombs filled with dead messiahs. But the Good News is that the tomb of the Risen Christ is empty and a new life-affirming path stretches from it and reaches into eternity.
Grace is the sublime consequence of a God who will never give up on us. That’s pretty good news, right?
Living into our heavenly citizenship combines two understandings of heaven: first our hope of future consummation and bliss in our home across the Jordan, and second our awareness of the presence of God here and now.
When we remember the story of God’s movement in creation, the story remembers us.
Too often we affix blinders to our eyes so we only see the mundane and expected. That’s why today’s Gospel invites us to pray for transfigured eyes – so that we might see as God sees.