Anxious, part one.

I understand being anxious. Not in the “looking forward to” sense or the “can hardly wait” sense but in the “aaaiiieee” sense. And I understand that what I’m about to say is easier to say than to do. But that isn’t a reason to not say it. Paul makes a very simple statement in Philippians […]

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A prayer for the twenty-eighth Sunday in Ordinary Time

God. We wish you would say something. In the chaos and storming of social media, we wish that you would say “Stop”. Like you did standing in a boat in a lake in Galilee two millennia ago. And in the sudden calmness, we would say, “God.” And we might weep. We forget that we can do that ourselves. We […]

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Ready to go.

I was in the emergency department, making some last connections between family and staff after a trauma. The pager buzzed. Fifth floor. Fifth floor could be a death, but probably not. It could be a need for a notary, maybe for someone wanting to talk to a chaplain. I’d been on that floor earlier that […]

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Hospital hermeneutics

Every Sunday morning, I lead the interdenominational hospital chapel service. Hardly anyone attends. We record it. It plays mid-morning and late evening all week long. People often attend. To make things simple, we use the Revised Common Lectionary. It gives a place to start for the service. It allows people from churches that use the […]

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God Bless Y’All

Rich Dixon is back in the middle of a field: +++ Last time, a man approached in the middle of nowhere. He’d emerged from a decaying shed. Tarpaper over the windows, patches on a sort-of-a-roof, door flapping in the breeze, the sort of building I wouldn’t have imagined someone lived in. He stopped about twenty […]

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