Mount of Beatitudes 01/11/18




































I know the grief that makes you feel like your chest has been hollowed out.I know the rage that burns so hot it feels like the only thing that will cool it is revenge.In the wake of October 7th, I have heard voices, though not all, cry, Let the children of Gaza starve. Words like…
I was thereat the border,barefoot in the dust,my robe torn by razor wire,my name forgotten in the paperwork.They didn’t recognize me.Not with their flags wavingor their uniforms pressed,not with their boots stompingor their hands gripping steel.I cried out“Let the children come to me!”But they took them instead,ripped from brown-skinned motherswhose lullabies could not stop the…
Tiberias to Nazareth and now on our way to Jericho, down the Jordan and eventually the Dead Sea. What a journey! Yesterday we began our day in Zippori ( Sepphoris ) where I wept when I heard the Song of Ascents Psalm 121 sung in Hebrew. Perhaps it was hearing the words of the psalm…
(A short sermon for class) John 19:1-6 “Then Pilate took Jesus and flogged him. And the soldiers twisted together a crown of thorns and put it on his head and arrayed him in a purple robe. They came up to him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!” and struck him with their hands. Pilate went…
By the fire of justice and the breath of hope I stood in the marrow of midnight,in the echo of drums made of broken bones,beneath a sky that forgot how to pray.And I saw Americanot as she paints herself in glory,but naked in the mirror of the Most High.She wore a crown of corporationsand drank…
Originally published: June 6, 2025 The Shepherd is walkingnot above us, but among us,not behind a throne, but in the pasture,mud on His robe, lamb in His arms.He sees the bruised and the broken,the trampled and the tired,and He weeps for the oneswho were pushed from the streamby those who drank deep and walked away.He…
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