RCL: May Our Eyes be Opened

I was 10 when I first needed glasses. I was a little bit nearsighted, nothing unusual or significant. That is, until I first wore my glasses in school. Then I was teased relentlessly. I learned to only put on my glasses for reading the blackboard or watching a movie. That was good for a couple… Read More

The Pastoral is Political: Killing Goodness

This Sunday, my Episcopal congregation, like many Christian congregations, will celebrate a hybrid of Palm Sunday and the Sunday of the Passion. We will begin by welcoming the radical prophet’s triumphal entrance into our midst with cheers, waving of palm branches, and songs of “Hosanna, he comes!” By the end of the service we will… Read More