A bit of a mystery has begun to grow on our front porch.
Posts Tagged With: Gospel of Mark
A friend told me about his recent bout with vertigo, and I came away from the conversation amazed. Continue reading
As one liturgical year ends and another begins, the Lectionary seems to strike a redundant note.
I was delighted to have Bartimaeus pop up in the gospel reading at daily Mass the other day. Why? Because I’ve long considered the blind man from Jericho to be one of my best buddies in all of scripture.
The ferocity of a recent spring storm toppled two of the four chairs on our deck. Twenty-four hours later, the duo remained askew—prompting Gerri to observe that her dear husband must have absolutely zero interest in home improvement.
“But two of the chairs remain upright,” I protested. “So that’s about right…I’m at least half-way concerned…”
Do we ever really know God’s plan?
Scripture is a help, I suppose. But often I find that the words of scripture function less like an answer book…than an invitation to enter into mystery.
I made a spectacle of myself last evening.
Well, all day yesterday actually…but it was the evening shift that I found most discomfiting.