Reflections for

25th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Sep 18, 2016

Jeremiah 8:18-9:1; Psalm 79:1-9; (Amos 8:4-7; Psalm 113;) 1 Timothy 2:1-7; Luke 16:1-13

Poetry

Book of Kells

October 19, 2013: folio 253v-254r

The text of the day is open to Luke, chapter sixteen,
verse ten. The initial N, made up of blond men

facing off, grappling and tugging at each other’s beards,
becomes the first word in the section that warns us

that no servant can serve two masters. Irony intended.
Later, in beautiful insular majuscule, the open letters filled

in red and blue, we read You cannot serve both god and money.
I wish that these words would rise off the page, a swarm of bees,

become honey to spread on our daily bread. When the scribes
made an error, in a world before white-out, the correct word

was inserted in a box of red dots. Aren’t there words today
we’d like to amend like that? In this dimly lit room, circling

glass cases, I return to view the same vellum over again,
Twelve hundred years later, clear as the day it was written,

I think of Henri Nouwen: The word is born in silence,
and silence is the deepest response to the word.

 

Revised Common Lectionary © 1992 the Consultation on Common Texts. Used by permission.