Sunday Reflections

A Sunday Reflection:

Sunday, May 1, 2016

I am an author whose work you probably know pretty well - I wrote the Gospel that you call “the Gospel of Luke”, AND I wrote an early history of the church that you call “The Acts of the Apostles”, or often just “the book of Acts”.  

You will notice in the book of Acts that some of the time I write to you about what some of the other disciples did, that I heard about from them, and sometimes I write about things I saw and participated in myself.

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Sunday, January 31, 2016

Jesus has been empowered by his baptism, or by the experience of his baptism, and it is really time to start his ministry.

He returns to Galilee and on to Nazareth where he had grown up. There, he goes to the synagogue, the place for worship and religious instruction.  He clearly appears to be a teacher - so on this day, the Sabbath, it is time for worship.  He does not choose the scripture - the scroll of Isaiah is handed to him.  

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Sunday, January 10, 2016

We spend a fair bit of time on endings.  
Graduations - and if we want to spin that, and say it is really about stepping forward into a larger world, remember the French expression: balle des finisants - it is clearly about ending
There is no such celebration when one starts school, beyond perhaps a special breakfast or supper with the family.

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Sunday, December 6, 2015

Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.

In 2007 I was invited by the West Island Women’s Centre to speak at their vigil held on December 6 of each year.  This vigil focusses on the massacre of the 14 women at the École Polytechnique, an event that has led to the creation of this day, the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence against Women.

I, as a man, asked to speak at this event: I accepted the invitation with many qualms.  Here is what I said on this day in 2007.

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Sunday, November 29, 2015

Today we heard the gospel reading, an end-times reading.
It is interesting, as near the beginning of the Gospel of Luke, we hear words of John the Baptist speaking of the Messiah to come:

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Sunday, September 20, 2015

I want to look at this Gospel story again.

Jesus did not want everyone to know where he and his close followers were, because he needed a bit of time to teach them.

As he walked on from Galilee, with his eyes on the potholes and ruts in the dirt of the road ahead, his mind had a different vision: a clamouring crowd calling for his crucifixion; and a hill with a cross.

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Sunday, August 2, 2015

Let’s get to know King David.

King David – the David that we heard about several weeks ago in the story of his covert anointing by the prophet Samuel - a surprise that God would have chosen him and not one of his older brothers.

King David - the one who, as a youth, would play music to sooth the troubled then-king Saul

King David - the one we remember in the story of David and Goliath, a classic story of the underdog winning out over a much more powerful foe.

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Sunday, July 12, 2015

This gospel reading is a bit confusing in ways at first read.  First, if we look back we are hearing about the early days of Jesus’ ministry.  John the Baptist is not a subject of discussion.

And then, suddenly, we’re talking about John.  What happened?

As Jesus’ ministry begins, everyone is trying to figure out what’s going on, and who, exactly, he is.

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Sunday, March 29, 2015

When many of us were growing up, this was Palm Sunday, focussed simply on that glorious entry - not, as it is often called today, Palm Passion Sunday, with the dual focus on both the procession and at least some of the events of Holy Week.

So you have heard sermons and reflections on the theme of that procession - the humility, the glory.

With texts like this one, it is sometimes challenge to find another layer of meaning to add to the solid base that has probably been laid over past years.

A Sunday Reflection:

Sunday, March 1, 2015

(Scripture quotes are from the NRSV)

Today we read from Psalm 22.  We only read from the last bit.  

The Psalm actually begins
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Ah, yes.... we know those words.  Words that we hear echoed from the cross as Jesus suffers before death.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

These are not the only words from this Psalm that take us to Golgotha.  Not at all.