To re-cognize someone, is to re-know them.
Let’s say you know someone, and then something happens, and you discover that you know them again, in an altogether new way…then you re-know them.
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The Kairos of Baptism
The Greeks, it turns out, had two words for time.
One word was Chronos.
And the other word was Kairos.
What is the difference?
Consider the moon…
January Food Pantry Needs
Hearty winter soups Hamburger and Tuna Helper Hot Cocoa (individual serving size) Deodorant, shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste and toothbrushes THANK YOU!
Food Pantry Hours
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Pathfinder – January 2017
One of the more puzzling characters in the Advent story is old Zechariah. Remember him? A priest in the temple, the husband of Elizabeth, and, most famously, the father of John the Baptist, Zechariah shows up in the first chapter of the Gospel of Luke. But all does not go smoothly for the old man…
A Place at the Table
There was a time when my beard was long enough to braid — a time, actually, that coincided with the time when my daughter was the right age to enjoy doing that… “Daddy,” she would say “let me braid your beard.” Sometimes she would braid beads into my beard and I would come out looking a bit like Captain Jack Sparrow.
Christmas Eve in SINGapore
I’m afraid I forgot, in the heat of the moment, to push “record” on my device, so this sermon only exists in text form and no audio. This is sad because we all sang so nicely together! Oh well. I hope you enjoy it anyway… Rev. Mark When I was a kid – about the […]
A Reed Shaken by the Wind
A reed shaken by the wind.
This morning’s reading from eleventh chapter of Matthew contains a curious image.
It is curious… But I love it!
I suppose I might as well simply admit to you that I love it because it is curious!
Monadnoc
By Ralph Waldo Emerson Thousand minstrels woke within me, “Our music’s in the hills;”— Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!—If thou knew’st who calls To twilight parks of beech and pine, High over the river intervals, Above the ploughman’s highest line, Over the owner’s farthest walls! Up! where the airy citadel O’erlooks […]