Reflections for Holy Monday

Isaiah 50:4-10 (TNIV) The Sovereign Lord has given me an instructed tongue, to know the word that sustains the weary. He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being taught. The Sovereign Lord has opened my ears; I have not been rebellious, I have not turned away. I offered my [Read More...]

Reflections for Palm Sunday

O Lord Jesus Christ, who on this day entered the rebellious city which later rejected you: We confess that our wills are just as rebellious, that our faith is often more show than substance, that our hearts are in need of cleansing. Have mercy on us, Son of David, Savior of our lives. Help us [Read More...]

Holy Week and Hungry For Change

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When I first began to feel drawn to liturgy and the Church calendar, I was looking for something planted deep, something I could hold onto in my faith. I felt flimsy, shaken. I’d gone through a college experience of spiritually emotional highs and crashes. I was scared to death of the doubts that clouded my [Read More...]

Holy Week

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Friends, I like for us to spend our Holy Week at Mama Monk quietly, contemplatively. So I’ll be mostly silent around here, though I will be posting every day from Palm Sunday through Easter Sunday. My posts will be reflective in nature: art, poems, and quotes to go with each day of the week and [Read More...]

Help me write my Good Friday meditation?

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Friends, For our Good Friday service, my church invites different people to write and share reflections on each of the Stations of the Cross. The entire service consists of those meditations. This year I’m honored (and a little bit anxious) to have the opportunity to write one of those meditations. My head is reeling around [Read More...]

Easter Sunday

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From ¬†Girl Meets God: The Last Battle, the final volume of Lewis’s Narnia chronicles, pictures the end of time. Aslan—the lion who represents Jesus—has returned, folding all of culture and humanity into his kingdom. In the novel’s lasts pages, he tells Lucy, a child from London, that everyone she knew back in Blighty is dead [Read More...]


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