Moments for Common Nourishment

Anna Blaedel

Noisy, clumsy, clunky practices of faith

Noisy, clumsy, clunky practices of faith

By Antonia Terrazas In your fantasy, dream about meand all that we could do with this emotion.                                  -- Carly Rae JepsenSometimes you’re further than the moonsometimes you’re closer than my skin.--David CrowderThe only other person I have fallen in love with that way is Jesus, and I hope that goes more smoothly. I hope I remember, when I'm bored with Him, and antsy, and sick of brushing my teeth next to the same god every morning, I hope I remember not to leave Him. I am not so worried that He will leave...

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Anna Blaedel

As soon as we stop to pray

As soon as we stop to pray

By Rev. Anna Blaedel wherever you are, that is the place to begin.do not long for the high mountaintopwhen the valley is before you;it is the valley that calls you now.do not long for the seawhen you stand before the great plain;for it is the expanse that asks your commitment.do not call for wingswhen you are asked to explore the deep, dark earth.do not pray for solitudewhen you are asked to be one of many.for everywhere you are,that is where you are called to be.everywhere you are challenged,this is where your gifts come to light.everywhere you wonder,this is where your...

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Anna Blaedel

Tell the truth anyway

Tell the truth anyway

By Rev. M Barclay Rev. Dr. Katie Cannon was the first African American woman to be ordained in the Presbyterian Church (USA) and a profound scholar of Christian ethics and theology. The accouncement of her death yesterday, just a few short months after the death of Rev. Dr. James Cone, the founder of black liberation theology, is a loss that weighs heavily for many in the church and the religious academy.Rev. Dr. Cannon's work challenged the notion that truth or truths are always provable - scientifically, factually, or by other traditional standards created and defined by those with power. She claimed her...

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Anna Blaedel

In this world of wonder and wounds

In this world of wonder and wounds

By Rev. Anna Blaedel Hafiz sings, “A poet is someone who can pour light into a cup, then raise it to nourish your beautiful parched holy mouth.” Mathematician and philosopher Alfred North Whitehead imagined God as the Poet of the World, always and everywhere and with every one manifesting a “tender care that nothing be lost.” (He also recognized loss as everywhere, always.) I confess: I do not know how to live in this world where both love and loss, holiness and haunting, parched holy mouths and nourishment are so devastatingly and delightfully abundant. I do know that I turn...

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