Yesterday I heard an anarchist preach in song about the Robin Hoods of the world–linking them to Jesus in ways that should put the pause button on for all of us who see in Jesus a liberator who (like the God of the Jewish prophets) sides with the underdog, the oppressed, the poor.
Monthly Archive for March, 2009
When I pray, “Our Father…” whom, exactly, does “Our” include? I remember several years ago, standing in the checkout line at Food Fair in Montgomery, Alabama, having an epiphany that had to do with that first word of Jesus’ prayer.
Do you think Benedict and Scholastica were something like disciplined hippies? I’m not sure if the phrase is welcome or offensive, but I’ve been pondering it this past week. The phrase suddenly flew into my head when I was thinking about the person I’ve begun dating and the things we have in common.
Tonight I am thinking of the hospitality of a cranky vituperative relative of mine, my Uncle Omer. He lives in a town of about 400 people in the center of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, and perhaps I am thinking of him tonight because the wind has been wicked here in west central Illinois. Uncle [...]