Russellings of the Spirit

death

  • This Old Table

    And so it begins. Earlier today Joan and I bid a fond farewell to the lovely distressed barnwood table (and six matching chairs) as it was toted out of our breakfast room. So many meals around that table. So many… Continue reading

  • One Funeral Too Many

    Jesus began to weep. (John 11:35, NRSV) Here lately I have been going to entirely too many funerals. OK, I suppose you could say this is just par for the course for people in that “certain” age bracket to which… Continue reading

  • Daring to die

    Picture, if you will, this scene: Jesus gathers with his closest disciples to celebrate the Feast of Passover. They are in the upper room in Jerusalem… the same place they have gathered every year of his ministry. As the last… Continue reading

  • Beloved

    It happened again. Sunday morning… there we all were; about 10 minutes before the worship service was scheduled to begin. I walked in, set my stuff down, and made my way back down the brown-carpeted center aisle – exchanging pleasantries… Continue reading

  • Barcode Faith*

    My friend Mike died yesterday. Mike had been in the process of dying of cancer for the past six months or so. I had been to see Mike over the weekend and if not for the full, gray beard and… Continue reading