Isaiah

The disciples can barely believe that Jesus is dead, let alone that he has been raised to life once more.

As the women prepared the oil and spices, I think they must have told stories.

What do we do with our powerlessness?

Isaiah comes to the rescue with a word of the Lord.

Isaiah and Matthew invite us into deeper solidarity. None is well until all are well.

I wonder what Isaiah is expecting when he raises his hand.

When hope is dim, we need the assurance that God is with us.

The Advent 3 readings present an awkward tension.

Being baptized requires becoming vulnerable to at least one other person.

When I fear a dystopian future, I hold on to stories of everyday resistance.

Jesus’ question to Martha extends to all believers.

God swallowing up death indicates the ultimate defeat of sorrow and chaos.

God swallowing up death indicates the ultimate defeat of sorrow and chaos.

A small but growing movement of Christians believes fervently that Torah observance is for everyone.

If God is present in the planting and the harvest, then God is present in the time when nothing seems to be happening.

Does Jesus hide from the wild beasts? Hurl rocks at them? Mark doesn’t say.

Will my daffodil bulbs overcome their trauma and rise up despite the odds? Will we?

Will my daffodil bulbs overcome their trauma and rise up despite the odds? Will we?

Do they later say to their friends, “How could we not have known?”