People in Jesus’ time thought that illness arose from people’s sins in a fairly immediate cause-and-effect relationship. Today we are more apt to think that illness afflicts us in a more random way.
We know things only insofar as we can describe their likeness.
If you’re Eli, you’re not sleeping that well when the boy comes trotting in to disturb you with his nonsense.
Jonah is prophetic minimalism gone amok.
From the first instant of creation, water has played midwife to God’s creation story. After the flood, God set a rainbow in the clouds. God saw your people as slaves in Egypt, and led them to freedom through the sea. God brought their children through the Jordan to a promised land. And in the fullness of time, God sent Jesus, nurtured in the water of a womb.
The Beatitudes sneak up on us.
In the United States, it is rare to hear someone define herself as belonging to someone else. Here, we belong to ourselves.
Herod tells the Eastern intellectuals the truth, and the rest is history.