Jacob Limping

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Limping Towards the Promised Land. When God speaks, when the eternal touches time, there are scars - but the dead are raised.

Tomorrow we begin our long journey to Jerusalem where Jesus will wash feet, break bread, pray in Gethsemane, get kissed by Judas and abandoned by his followers, be abused by the thugs who snatched him in the night and tortured by Roman Soldiers in the full light of day. And he will not fight back. He will raise no army. He will lift no sword. He will call for no chariots of fire. There will be no joining of earthly and heavenly armies to slay the imperial troops of Rome. There will be hammer and nails and a tomb with its entrance barred by a stone. Continue reading
Posted: February 14, 2018, 7:06 am
The music was exquisitely beautiful. Perfect pitches. Soaring harmonies. Wondrous voicing. The St. Olaf Choir was singing in Stanford Chapel, the chapel adding its own majesty and beauty to the evening. I didn’t want to turn on the TV when … Continue reading
Posted: February 8, 2018, 6:02 pm
I feel like I should write something about Gloria. Today is the first anniversary of her death. It was a good death – no, not a good death, a good dying. Her family was gathered around her. She was alert … Continue reading
Posted: January 15, 2018, 9:42 pm
My stepmother would have been 87 today. I called my Dad to let him know I was thinking of him, of her. There was not much else to say. We talked for a while about any number of things. But … Continue reading
Posted: January 4, 2018, 11:00 pm
We have seen Nazi’s marching by torchlight this year. At the center of our response to that must be the lighting candles and singing “Silent Night” ... Our worship tonight is not just one of the baubles on the tree that makes up our holiday; it is the tree. Continue reading
Posted: December 29, 2017, 7:44 pm
Originally posted on Watching for the morning:
This is a lightly edited reprint of a posting in 2014 Thursday Luke 2 28Simeon took him in his arms and praised God Christmas lingers. At least it should linger. Not because of…
Posted: December 28, 2017, 7:54 pm
What shall we say about this truth that God’s manifestation in the world is in its very weakest member? Continue reading
Posted: December 22, 2017, 8:00 pm
Food is memory. Aromas take us places. Certain dishes link us to our past. Even when the memories are less than delightful – like getting sick after too much pumpkin pie so that now I can’t bear the thought. But the memory remains. Continue reading
Posted: November 22, 2017, 7:56 pm
There is lament in this psalm, to be sure. The poet cries out against all the suffering, shame and loss they have experienced. But back towards the beginning of the psalm is this verse whose voice lingers: “Happy are the people who know the festal shout.” Continue reading
Posted: November 8, 2017, 12:56 am
The number of people I remember on All Saints’ Day continues to grow. It is the burden of life. My father, 96, read me the names of those being remembered in his church. Again and again the names he read … Continue reading
Posted: November 1, 2017, 7:06 am