Easter always reminds me that I need much more than a helping hand. I need a resurrection from the dead. Anything less is beside the point.
In the gospel, Mary is lavish in anointing Jesus’ feet with an expensive perfumed ointment. The fragrant oil was worth almost a year’s wages to the average person. Judas complains that it is a waste, and that the money could have been better spent on feeding the poor.
How mysterious that Jesus would speak of a mother hen as the place of greatest security. You would think he would speak of a soaring eagle with talons as sharp as swords, or a lion that protects the cubs. What about a pit bull trained to lick his chops if you get too near the…
Have you ever watched ski jumping at the Winter Olympics? The competitor is perched high up on top of the jump, without any poles. He or she seems right on the edge of the platform, rocking back and forth, and then – pushes off. As lovely a view as it may be, they can’t stay…
God’s word is always a promise – a statement that something will definitely happen – a promise of better times ahead, of closeness, of grace.
How has Jesus’ presence made a difference in your life? Has he changed your water into wine?
God’s promises of love and forgiveness and heaven are for us, for you and me. Maybe a good New Year’s resolution would be to remember that.
The Wise Men were different than the people they came to visit, and yet they came seeking, and they offered gifts.