Reflection for Good Friday

from Wendell Berry, A Timbered Choir, p. 25 “What hard travail God does in death! He strives in sleep, in our despair, And all flesh shudders underneath The nightmare of His sepulcher. The earth shakes, grinding its deep stone; All…

Reflection for Maundy Thursday

Jesus Getting Down and Dirty by William Willimon (Originally Published on March 8, 2013 at https://willwillimon.wordpress.com/2013/03/08/jesus-getting-down-and-dirty-lent-devotions/) Feet are literally the lowest, earthiest part of the body. “To put under the feet” was a humiliating gesture of the victor over the…

Photo Credit: Kady Dunlap, black & white photograph

“Small Prayer in a Hard Wind” by Christian Wiman “As through a long-abandoned half-standing house only someone lost could find, which, with its paneless windows and sagging crossbeams, its hundred crevices in which a hundred creatures hoard and nest, seems…

Picasso, Pablo, 1881-1973. The Blind Man's Meal (detail), from Art in the Christian Tradition, a project of the Vanderbilt Divinity Library, Nashville, TN. http://diglib.library.vanderbilt.edu/act-imagelink.pl?RC=54229 [retrieved March 30, 2015]. Original source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/clairity/2232804348/.

From Dorothy Sayers, “Strong Meat” “In contending with the problem of evil it is useless to try to escape either from the bad past or into the good past. The only way to deal with the past is to accept…

Plaster cast of panel of The Temptation of Christ, by Lorenzo Ghiberti, on the North door of the Baptistry of S. Giovanni, Florence, 1403-24, cast by Oronzio Lelli, ca. 1882

by Jennifer Lind Unlike many chocolate-forsaken Lenten seasons of my childhood, this year I’ve been meditating on the responses of Jesus during his time in the wilderness as recorded in Matthew 4:1-11. Christ’s triple refutation of the devil during his…

The Interruption of Dying

We are, on the whole, uneasy with Lent. Because we hate being interrupted. It ruins our innate belief in our own self-importance. When we busy ourselves doing life, however we do it, nothing could be quite as irksome as being…