Jesus said, "Leave her alone. She bought it so that she might keep it for the day of my burial. You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”
To a loved one who speaks the truth about death, we might object like Judas did. “Oh, don’t say that,” Perhaps we get uncomfortable because it reveals the fragility of life and the precious nature of the present moment.
In this Sunday's text, the Prodigal Son lives high on the hog and then famine strikes in the land of his dream vacation. And so he heads home, tail between his legs, expecting that he has lost it all. To his surprise, his extravagant failure is met with extravagant love and grace. —Dr. Marcia McFee
Like the gardener in the parable of the fig tree (Luke 13:6-9), this Lent, we are taking some time to stop climbing ladders and staircases, to tend our souls slowly and lovingly, tilling the soil and fertilizer, and embracing our holy, “good enough,” lives.
Luke 4:1-13 YouTube and Facebook Live Once upon a time, a Presbyterian named John moved into a neighborhood where everyone was Catholic and ate only fish on the Fridays during Lent. On the first Friday, John was outside grilling a big juicy steak. Meanwhile all of his neighbors were eating cold tuna salad for supper. This went ...