The Holy Spirit "speaks" through the calendar, and this becomes a proclamation of the purest sort: the kind that the "heavens" rather than the Reformed pastors "declare."
The Word preached that one last time to that practical philosopher Pontius Pilate, and he spoke of the truth.
Our highly choreographed liturgies, our rituals of human achievement, may be tinged with failure.
I’ve been tracking the reaction to Bishop Daniel Martins’s post “Jesus, Mel Gibson, and the alpha issue,” posted on Monday. It has provoked a number of people to articulate some kind of alternative theological space.
When he devised the first nativity scene, Francis of Assisi wanted to show that God had a share in poverty. In a similar way and in roughly the same period, the five wounds of Christ were the subject of devotion in prayers, poems, meditations, charms, and even guilds.
Justice, it would seem, is deferred. Our fathers pass the buck to us, and we pass it to the next generation.
Jesus’ ministry in the world was, as it were, a betrothal. But the Cross is the consummation of the union of divine nature and human nature.
How have we set ourselves up as enemies of the Cross? In what ways have we avoided the suffering which establishes community?