Angels at the Gas Station

She called me an angel sent by God. “I know some people who have other opinions,” I thought to myself Because, well, I do And because well, I have that voice in my head And because well, I’m just human. I was just filling her tank with gas. I just wanted to help. To listen.ContinueContinue reading “Angels at the Gas Station”

Wait … what?

I kind of missed Advent this year.  There was no Advent wreath at my house, no Advent calendar to mark the days.  I did not even get to center my days around the Sundays of Advent: watching the acolyte struggle to light the next candle and sing all the beautiful hymns of longing for light,ContinueContinue reading “Wait … what?”

Reflections of the Manger

The texts for Christmas Day, 2011: Isaiah 52:7–10, Psalm 98, Hebrews 1:1–12, and John 1:1–14 Christmas morning—thanks to inspiration from Nadia Bolz-Weber, the House For All Sinners and Saints, and Clayfire, as well as the texts themselves: “The Word became flesh…”—I didn’t preach a traditional sermon.  Instead, I introduced the Gospel by restating exactly thatContinueContinue reading “Reflections of the Manger”

Here is God

The texts for Christmas Eve, 2011: Isaiah 9:2–7, Psalm 96, Titus 2:11–14, and Luke 2:1–20 … But Here is God: showing up in the middle of our messiest in the middle of taxes and homelessness and abandonment and the cold and the poor and the bloody unpredictable uncontrollable messiness of birth. Here is God: showingContinueContinue reading “Here is God”