Allow me the liberty of beginning with a disclaimer. I’ve been a priest for all of six weeks now, and every Sunday it still feels brand new. Which means you may have to bear with my learning, but you also get the benefit of my complete and shameless joy in the new job. And, lest you’ve never … Read the rest
Just how much mustard do we need, really?
I know its an odd question, but since we just heard the famous parable of the mustard seed I want to reflect a bit on my relationship to its condiment cousin. I don’t know about you, but I have lots of mustard in my refrigerator. There are all these odd … Read the rest
In Eucharistic worship, where the unspeakable gets spoken and where this new priest sings the Lord’s song as for the first time, every time, we—priest and people—bid each other to prayer with the ancient kyrie eléi̱son. In English,
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy,
Lord have mercy.
Eléi̱son is a Greek aorist imperative verb tense (which is saying a … Read the rest
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