Daily Devotional - United Church of Christ
Suppose Peter was not called out of the boat only to walk on water. Suppose he was called out of the boat to sink, to know his vulnerability?
The ancient Israelites’ longing for cucumbers was really the longing for home, whether in Egypt or in a new place. I think it’s our longing too, in our strange and fearsome time.
To think that – no matter what I’ve done or haven’t, whether I’m ready or unwilling – at the last my eyes will widen in delight, it relieves me unto tears.
I know the God of my grandmother’s prayers is the God of my tearful prayers, and the God who promised to be with Abraham is the same God who continues to be with me.
I don’t talk much about The End. But I wonder if I should. Who would I be today – to my coworkers, to my family, to myself – if I knew the song were coming to a close?
Scripture says that when our salvation is accomplished and creation is healed, it will be like a reunion of beloveds, like siblings sharing a kiss.
Maybe pacing and moaning are the best prayers your uncomforted spirit can offer right now. So offer them. Without embarrassment. Without reserve.
What I’m free to do and what I ought to do aren’t always the same. Being Christian means willingly giving up some freedoms in order to better care for my neighbor.
It’s terrible to feel boxed in to a previous version of yourself. The heart of the gospel is this: everyone gets to grow and change.
We each get to decide for ourselves if our personal suffering has had a holy purpose. Joseph was ill-used by his brothers, and yet so much good came of it.
How can you tell if there is a good spirit afoot? You can tell by the fruits it yields. How can you tell a bad spirit is afoot? You can tell by the poison in the room.
In the words of William Sloane Coffin: ‘The prophet’s job is to proclaim, “Let justice roll down like waters…” Our job is to figure out the plumbing.”
Freedom isn’t really free. It requires constant vigilance and courage. Even after the fall of Goliath we must remain prepared, because the giants of adversity keep coming.
I give thanks for the way God comes through no matter what in the world is happening, keeping hold of me day and night, my help in all things and all times.
All by myself, I have a habit of singing the same songs. Listening to the same Spotify playlist. Rehearsing the same worldview. Repeating the same prayers.
If a lament is not your song today, how can you call into the ‘cave’ where someone is struggling? If you are in church leadership, how can you help to make room for lament?
God takes whatever God can get. That's good news for us who demand moral purity and perfection in ourselves and others, yet always end up compromising.
As parents, we are interested in preparing our daughter for the world as God would have it. A world in which love is shared with friends and strangers and even enemies.
It should not be incumbent upon any Black person to spend their time proving to obstinate people that racism kills.
Countless women, named and unnamed like the Syrophoenician woman, have doggedly persisted – would not go away, would not give way, would not be dismissed.