Bargaining at the Cross
Good Friday when I was young was a day for bargaining. Not just between the pulpit and my ear, as I tried to do the
James Bratt
March 29, 2013
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Good Friday when I was young was a day for bargaining. Not just between the pulpit and my ear, as I tried to do the
When I served as a pastor, the Maundy Thursday worship service was my favorite of the year. It was wrapped in darkness, silence, and somber
I thought it would be fitting as we move deeper and deeper into this Holy Week to devote today’s blog to a beautiful poem by
Bad joke alert! Brace yourself.“So,” says the fitness buff to the pastor, “what kind of pilates was this ‘Pontius’ that Jesus suffered under?”Groan. Sorry. Perhaps
As we enter into Holy Week, I’d like to share a piece I wrote two years ago for the Faith and Leadership program at Duke Divinity:
Let’s admit it: Palm Sunday is a problem. I know I shouldn’t be questioning a moment in the church calendar that goes all the way
Home is that place that nurtures and sustains you, where you are with your kindred, where you find rest and comfort, are safe and supported.
On a plane, I’m a reader not a talker. In fact, I rather resent jabberers, warm-hearted folks, I’m sure, who make it their mission
I often look to honor the words of women in my personal prayers and within my congregational prayers. Too often women’s words are
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