Sunday, May 13, 2018

Mother’s Day

Morning: Psalms 66, 67; Exodus 3:1-12; Hebrews 12:18-29
Evening: Psalms 19, 46; Luke 10:17-24

Mona and I have been visiting my “motherland”, the British Isles that gave me birth, and Iona and Lindisfarne, ancient sites from which Celtic Christianity gave birth to earthy expressions of faith that make so much sense to us.  We visited my mother … Poignantly, in her pleasant confusion, she asked, “Am I your mother?”  “Yes,” I reminded her (and myself!) “you are my mother.”  I am privileged still to be able to revisit my mother, to experience her joy in me – as Jesus rejoiced in his disciples – and we get to know one another again for the first time.

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