June 10, 2018 – Church of Holy Trinity, Trinity Square
Our sisters and brothers at the Corrymeela Community, Northern Ireland’s longest-serving centre for peace and reconciliation, begin their day with these words:
“We resolve to live life in its fullness:
We will welcome the people who’ll be part of this day.
We will greet God in ordinary and hidden moments.”
What a remarkable story from the Book of Samuel. The elders of Israel complain to Samuel about the judges who were the government of the day. Israel was a group of scattered tribes under attack by the Philistines. The elders wanted a strong man for protection.
Continue reading “May we be courageous today. May we learn today. May we love today.”
Mother’s Day 2018
by Joanna Manning
Mother’s Day 2018 finds me in a militant state of mind. And if we go back to the origins of the celebration, that’s actually very appropriate frame of mind to be in.
As you may know, Mother’s Day began not as a celebration of a woman’s personal devotion to her family but as a holiday that commemorated and fostered women’s civic and international activism.
Continue reading Sermon: Mother’s Day 2018
by Michael Shapcott
I wonder why God has so many names and nick-names.
Today, we read God is:
- a sheep and a lamb;
- a silent one;
- the One;
- El Shaddai;
- love – oh yes, God is love.
Continue reading The Names of God
By James Harbeck
I’m going to tell a little story today. I don’t know whether I’d call it a parable. It’s not quite a literal history. But it’s close enough.
There was, once, a place that was very nice. Lush. Great for growing grapes and things like that. There was a family living there, and they were pretty happy with it. We’ll call them the Ones. Nothing’s perfect, but, you know, the Ones had food, family, all the things that people do with their time when nothing and no one is forcing them to do something else. Life was good enough.
And then another family showed up from another place. We’ll call them the Twos. They liked where the Ones were living. They wanted to live there. They didn’t say, “Hey, do you mind if we fit in here somehow?” or “What can we give you in exchange for some of what you have so we can live here?” They said, “Hi. We’re the Twos. These are guns. Look what they can do: [BANG BANG BANG]. Get the idea? We want this land. Oh, you? You can get out and live somewhere else, or you can stay and work for us.” Some of the Ones left. Some were killed. Some decided to stay and work for the Twos, because at least they’d still be in this nice place getting the benefit of the land. Continue reading Sour Grapes
“While I still smart with the memory of that ruler striking my left wrist many years ago, I know that this is mild compared to the abuse, rejection, death, disease and discrimination measured in a thousand brutal ways that many have experienced through misogyny, colonialism, slavery, homophobia and too many other wrongs. ”
The full text of Michael Shapcott’s homily from August 13 is below.