When we read biblical narratives, we tend to imagine ourselves as the protagonist.
Monday lectionary email, archived here on Friday.
On Good Shepherd Sunday, it's tempting to wander there beside the still waters.
Whoever he is, he’s as upset as the 12-turned-11.
The disciples don't believe Mary—or do they?
The phenomenon of women in groups, in community, has been near the front of my mind for some time.
They stand witness, watching in agony at his agony.
For two decades, every Holy Thursday I heard the same voice singing the same song.
Judas is hardly the only one who lets Jesus down.
Honestly, it seems like our flesh has a massive design flaw.
It's a question I ask my children all the time.