Author Archives: Brian Walsh
The Spirit, “Spontaneity” and Justice
The Holy Spirit will not be domesticated.
Creation Dreams and Ecological Nightmares … again
Earth Day 2020 and biblical contrasts. Dreams and nightmares, ecocide and new creation.
Holy Week and Bitter Tears: A Pastoral Letter
Hope is going to be a discipline this year. We’re going to have to work a little harder to wrestle hope out of the jaws of despondency and despair.
The Breath of God in the Face of COVID-19
In the face of a pandemic of breath-taking proportions, the breath of God conspires with all of creation for new life.
Dry Bones, the Spirit and Resurrection
Without breath, there is no life. Come wind of God from the four directions, and fill us with breath.
Repentance, Blizzards and Gardens
Sin is misdirected, distorted and deformed desire. And this whole story of the garden is a tale of such sin.
Debunking Rapture, Discerning the Times
To be “taken” is a metaphor of judgement. And to “remain” is a metaphor of salvation.
Slaughter of the Holy Innocents … again
From the manger to a mass grave, from joy to the world to inconsolable wailing, from proclamations of peace to cold blooded death squads, … in a matter of days.
A Ministry of Heartening in Disheartening Times
To be disheartened is an incredible burden to bear. It may sound a tad archaic, but I like the ring of a ministry of heartening.
From Despair to the Peace of Wild Things
If you have ears to hear the word proclaimed by all of creation, if you listen closely to the cosmic voice of God, it sounds just like Jesus.
Evangelicals, Temptation and Apostasy
A church that could so blindly follow a demagogue like Donald Trump has lost its soul.
The Don Valley Baptist (aka, John of the Don)
There was something about this waterside preacher that rang true. I think he was a Baptist.
Magnificat, silence and speech
Notice that it is the theologically trained priest, the one who carefully enacts the liturgies, and teaches the story of God’s covenant faithfulness, who forgets.
Magnificat, 9/11 … and things that you can’t say
Standing before the arrogant hubris that was the World Trade Center dare one recite, “He has scattered the proud in the imaginations of their hearts”?
God by Our Side: Prayers After the Hurt
When the children's cries pierce the night … we see God, here by our side walking our way
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