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saturday: the space between surrender and surprise

Every Easter weekend, people repeat that saying, “It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming,” as if to say that your dreams or desires or hopes are dead, but just hold still in the nothingness of Friday night and all day Saturday, and then at dawn on Sunday everything wakes up and you’re suddenly alive again. I don’t […]

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friday nights and sunday mornings

Good Friday reminds me of what I learned in Togo, when I contracted malaria and wondered why I couldn’t get out of bed if I was loved by the God who raised Jesus from the dead.  I wrote about it in my upcoming book WELL, and I wanted to share it with you this morning […]

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you are not lost

March 5th was the first Sunday of Lent. Before church, I met a friend at a coffee shop a few blocks from church.  As we were chatting, I noticed a little boy, who couldn’t have been older than three, who was standing near us.  He walked in a circle on the welcome mat near us […]

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the beautiful thing about ashes

Yesterday I wrote about where the ashes from Ash Wednesday come from: they’re the burned remains of the palm branches used on Palm Sunday the year before. Ashes are the product of destruction and death and demise. Ashes are ugly and useless. Ashes smear and stain. Ashes are dark and dingy. Ashes scatter and blow away […]

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ashes, ashes: what Jesus really came to save us from

Last night I went to St. Gregory’s of Nyssa, the small Episcopal church a few blocks from my house.  The small sanctuary was glowing with candles, and it was completely silent. People entered and silently filtered into their seats.  We nodded to acknowledge each others’ presence instead of greeting each other out loud. At 7 […]