A Positively Poetic Priest

I started this year's season of Lent on Ash Wednesday in my sermon  talking about the wisdom in a cup of tea,  or rather, the wisdom in an empty cup of tea.  Since Ash Wednesday,  when I had a cold, until today,  I pretty much have had a cup of tea everyday.  Throat Coat, ginger tea, peppermint tea, I'm an herbal tea girl, I cannot have caffeine. My cold has gotten better, but there is something comforting in having a cup of coffee or tea.  And right now, we all need a little extra comfort in our lives. For some reason,  I always seem to have a different favorite mug for a season and use it everyday for that season, and then move on to another mug.  This spring is this lime green one I picked up for free at a thrift store.  Do you have a mug or cup of something with you this morning?  Is it empty? Full? Somewhere in between? If I were to imagine my mug's life it would look like this:  one of...

3/26/17 Lent 4A It was a beautiful Saturday morning. Jesus and his disciples were walking around Jerusalem, deciding what they were going to have for lunch and what he was going to teach about in the synagogue that afternoon. As they were walking, Jesus happened to lock eyes with a blind man and when his disciples saw who he was looking at, they asked him a question. Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?  They assumed that he had been born blind, he must not have been an old man. Neither, Jesus replies, he was born blind so that God may be glorified. And he makes one of his famous I AM statements, I am the light of the world. Seems like a bit of a non-sequitur. Then Jesus spits on the ground, makes mud, and spreads it on the blind man’s eyes. Reminding the disciples of the story of creation, where God created humans out of mud. Jesus tells the blind man, face covered in mud, to go wash in the pool. It wasn’t far from where they were and the man...