born and raised twice in the bay, I preach Jesus and him crucified
Andy Warhol's Campbell's Soup Cans paintings displayed at the Museum of Modern Art Exodus tells the story of a young people who keep thinking God has left the cupboards bare. They walk out of Egypt free, but fear trails them into the desert. The wilderness becomes the place where they discover that the One who... Continue Reading →
Lunch in Samaria, 2022 @Phillip W. Martin As Thanksgiving approaches, I have been thinking some about two moments from my early years. In 1994 I lived in Palestine, Texas, and received an invitation from Mom Brown. She was the mother of my mom’s high school friend, but after her daughter passed she became a bonus... Continue Reading →
(@Phillip Martin) Caesarea Philippi. In the shadow of carved shrines, Peter confessed Jesus as the Christ. From here Jesus turned toward Jerusalem. The Gospels give us a vivid witness to the divine nature of Jesus. They speak through story rather than formal argument, yet the argument rises from the story itself. Jesus forgives sins, commands... Continue Reading →
There are days when you walk into a room carrying more than the food in your hands. I felt that as I tried to slip into Friendsgiving a little later than planned, with three turkeys and a knot of frustration in my chest. I dislike arriving late. I dislike feeling out of step. Yet the... Continue Reading →
Covenant Meals Genesis 14.18-20 After Abram's victory, Melchizedek the priest-king brings out bread and wine and blesses Abraham. This act of sacrificial hospitality inaugurates a covenant of peace. Melchizedek's bread-and-wine offering foreshadows Christ the eternal priest and "bread of life" (Heb 5.6), pointing forward to the Eucharist. Genesis 26.29-30, Isaac and Abimelech solemnize a peace... Continue Reading →
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