I have an enduring memory of bread I ate when I was four. Jesus' bread also abides.
Jairus knows the weight of justice delayed as justice denied. But he keeps moving.
At that deserted spot on the Sea of Galilee, Jesus could've used a grocery store.
The wind and water operate at a guttural level within these fishermen disciples.
The apostles are on fire in this Gospel passage. I don't always get along with people like that.
In the hands of coercive power, the Bible is a weapon.
It’s a beautiful plant. It’s also an invasive weed.
Put your ear to the ground. You will not detect a single note of good news in the story of Herod, Herodias, and John.
Yes, Jesus is possessed—by a new vision of what it means to live in community and in relationship with God.