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You can trade in love for a bag of coins. And even then, even still, even now, Jesus will love you enough to wash your feet. If you hear nothing else in the gospel, hear this. —excerpt from the poem “If You Hear Nothing Else, Then Hear This” by Rev. Sarah A. Speed Art: "Flow"…

Judas betrays Jesus, and his emancipatory mission, with a kiss that signals to the authorities: he is the one you seek! … In the chaos of the moment, forgetting the nonviolence Jesus has modeled, his disciples ready their weapons. One even swings his sword and cuts off the ear of an arresting official. Immediately, Jesus…

When we backed Jesus into a corner, he loved and loved and loved again. In this war-torn world, we could do the same. We could ground the bomber planes, empty the gun cartridges, unclench our fists, soften our jaws. They say it can’t be done, but don’t believe them. In this war-torn world, we could…

“The good news is alive in the world. Do not be afraid. Go back to Galilee. Go back to Galilee where it all started. Go back to Galilee and celebrate like we did at the beginning when we were not afraid, when these words of liberation had not yet drawn the trappings of imperial execution.…

“How can we trust resurrection when death is on the world’s throne? Because Jesus knows what we will always need to be reminded of: the good news is greater than any tyrant. The good news of God is more alive than anything that tries to kill God, more alive than anything that tries to kill…

Living God, there is so much to be grateful for. Even in the midst of death, new life emerges. Thank you for the flowers that push up through the snow. Thank you for the sun that rises each morning. Thank you for young people who bring energy to tired places. Thank you for hope on…

Every morning the sun rises, majestic and steady. She is greeted in all her strength with the joyous cacophony of birdsong. I like to believe this holy chorus is the birds telling each other— I’m here. We made it through the night. You’re not alone. What good, good news. —excerpt from the poem “Birdsong” by…

Risen Christ, the Easter story is a reminder that nothing could contain you—no tomb, no body, no violent act. You are alive in the world, unfettered and beckoning us to follow. Lead me to the places you have called me to be. Show me where you’re headed. I want to be there, too. Amen. —prayer…